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imagine bucky being grumpy

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“I wanna get outta here!” She yelled after him.

“I know! I know kitten! Trust me I’ve heard ya bitch and moan about it for four years!” Bucky yelled back at her.

Y/n in a fit walked away from him. Going down the small narrow hall of their trailer, Bucky’s anger getting the best of him like it always did. He walked fast to catch up to her, then yanking her back by her hair.

“Owwww! Get off me James! Now!” She cried out

“Fuck no! You think I’m gonna let the love of my life and the mother of my child fuckin leave me! Your insane! I ain’t lettin ya get a god damn mile out of this town! Your mine.” Bucky said in her face, his nose touching hers. Tears streaming her face as little James came paddling through the hallway with his bottle in hand. The two year old crying from the yelling, him being able to sense the stress off his mommy.

“Let me go James” y/n said slowly to her husband. He let go of her hair, only taking a step back. His jaw tightened and eyes glared at her.

Little James came as fast as his little legs would carry him to his mother. Y/n bending down to pick him she began to soothe him with her voice.

“I’m here baby boy, it’s okay. I love you”

“Y/n if you leave me, I’ll hunt you down and you don’t want to know the rest” Bucky said, the two of them looking right in each other’s eyes.

“I didn’t say I was leavin ya, alls I said was I wanted a better life! With money and a better safer home and environment for our family” she said crying, little James now asleep in her arms his head resting on her shoulder.

Bucky’s eyes softened at the view of her and his son. He stepped closer, bringing them in his arms. He held her as she cried into him.

“I’m so sorry baby girl, I didn’t mean to hurt ya. I was just scared and let my emotions get the best of me again” Bucky did this quite often, he’d pull her, yank her, slap her, spank her, shove her on the bed and give her rough sex when he would get to angry. He never hit her hard enough to leave any marks or bruises though.

Y/n and Bucky met when she was 18 and he was 21. She was the farmer’s daughter young innocent and beautiful. They met at one of Bucky’s gangs parties, Wanda y/n’s best friend had made her come. It was her first ever party and when she walked in, wearing her little white sundress and sneakers and big doe eyes Bucky almost fell to his knees.

The small town didn’t see much of her because her dad and mother were protective of her. Bucky could see why because she was a play boy model with curves for days and a virgin. He flirted with her and smooth talked her all night.

After that they fell in love and they got married after being together for only six months. they moved into together in Bucky’s trailer. Him promising that they’d move away to the city and have money but then she got pregnant with little James and suddenly their savings for moving were used for a baby.

he was all she ever knew in the big world except her parents.

“Love you y/n Barnes, I mean that. I will die if I don’t have you or my son in my life” he said into her hair.

“I love you James, I just want out of here” she said

“I know, we’ll get there one day” he said in return “come on let’s go put the little slobber monster in his crib”

She giggles through her tears at what her husband said about her son because it was true he slobbered everywhere. They laid him down, watching for moment as he slept. He was perfect.

“Let’s go sexy mama, I wanna see my pussy” he whispered in his girls ear and slapped her bum. She giggled again now the sadness and hurt fading away because she knew Bucky would never hurt her on purpose he had problems and he didn’t mean to get rough it was an accident, that’s what he said all the other times. He would beg for forgiveness and little y/n’s heart couldn’t take it, she loved him and she couldn’t stand to see him hurt. So she took him back every time because to her it was normal. They both walked into their room

“Go get that lingerie I got you” he told her as he sat at the end of the bed naked. Cock in hand stroking in slow movements.

Y/n came out of their bathroom in a pink set of lace panties and bra, that were crotch less. Her soft pink bare pussy lips wet, her heavy tits looked so soft like pillows. Her nipples hard.

“Get your sweet ass over here” Bucky said his eyes filled with lust and love. She walked over to him standing between his legs.

He pulled her down on top of him, y/n now straddling him. He lined his hard 10 inch thick shaft with an angry pink tip leaking pre cum up to her tight hole. Pushing in, both moaned.

“God damn I don’t know how you’re so tight after taking me so many times and havin my baby” he said through a clenched mouth trying not be too rough with her.

“I love you James” she moaned when he stated to bounce her up and down in his cock.

“Love you too baby doll” Bucky flipped her over on her back, him now on top of her. His thrusts hard, he pulled down her bra sucking on her hard nipples.

“JAMMMMMESSS!” She moan loudly

“Shhhh honey, we can’t wake up the baby now” he said while he gave her a particular hard thrust as a warning.

“You’re such a good mommy baby girl. Feeding my boy with these tits and you’d save the the rest for me remember? I miss that” Bucky lifted her right leg up higher up to get deeper in her pussy. Y/n was so close to cumming tears were leaking from her eyes

“I’m gonna cum daddy!” She said breathy

“I’m close too, come on mama come with me” Bucky gave four more hard thrusts before they both were cumming

“Fuck yeah! I’m gonna get you pregnant again mommy. I’m gonna drink your milk and your gonna look so good pregnant with my babies again.” Bucky said well cumming making y/n moan at his words

“I want your babies Jamie! All your babies!” She cried out before at kissing him.

Bucky rolled over, both of them on their sides now. His cock still in her pussy, the two snuggled together.

“Love ya sexy mommy, you aint ever fuckin leavin me ya hear”

“I know daddy, I can’t live without you either. I love you too” she kissed his shoulder and then drifted off to sleep

Warning: ANGST, infidelity, cussing, toxic relationship?, talk about sex, no actual sex…sorry😔, just plain sadness tbh, no happy ending…for anyone…especially Bucky, me writing down what the voices tell me to. Yes they tell me to write toxic pieces at midnight. Let me know if I missed anything.

Word count: 1,500

A/n: this is just a quick little piece I wrote when I’m supposed to be working on a series😘. My first attempt at angst.I’m terrible at coming up with titles. Tell me what y’all think!! Beta read by @soorwellystan 😌🫶🏻

Pairing: there’s not really one but buckyxfem!reader ig

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They knew. They all knew.

Ten fucking years and no one said anything to her. Not on their wedding day. Not on Valentine’s Day, her birthday, Christmas. Nothing!!

They all knew and no one said a thing.

Slamming the door shut y/n walks into their shared home. If you can even call it that anymore. Her fingers pull at her roots tugging at the hair while she sobs. Looking around at the life they’ve built. Memories new and old hung on the walls. The stain on the carpet from when Bucky came home drunk after a night out with the boys. Bucky leaning on Sam’s shoulders, dropping him onto the couch and accidentally spilling the glass of wine y/n poured herself. She couldn’t be mad at that though, especially not when Bucky let out an “oopsie” and giggled until he fell asleep and started snoring.

She composes herself and walks into the bedroom looking in the closet for her duffle bag when she hears the door open and shut.

“Y/n?? Honey please, I'm sorry.” Bucky’s voice breaks “please I know you’re here, just talk to me we can figure this out”

Fueled with anger she abandons the duffle bag on the bed and marches out to the living area where he’s standing. Eyes rimmed red, cheeks soaked with tears.

“What the fuck do you have to cry about huh?” She points an accusatory finger at him. “You’re the one who cheated on me.”

“Baby please. Just sit down so we could talk-“ he tries

“Talk about what huh? About how you’ve been fucking Steve behind my back?? For ten fucking years?” She shouts, voice cracking and filled with an anger he’s never seen before. “So what? What do we have to talk about Bucky? What is there to save here? Cause as far as I’m concerned. This. Us. It’s over.” She heads back to the room Bucky trailing right behind her

“No, no, no, no, no baby come on. Y/n please don’t say that” she can’t leave him she just can’t. They can get through this, he thinks

“No?? You’re in no position to tell me what to do, Bucky.” She turns to him, jabbing a finger in his chest “just stay away from me!”

He sinks down to his knees, arms circling her waist holding her tight to him “No, no. It’s not over. You can’t say it’s over please” he sobs, voice cracking.

She can feel her anger dissipating. Her sadness caught up to her. Realizing that this man. The man she’s devoted ten years of her life to, plus another two of them just dating, is on his knees begging her not to leave him after being caught cheating. With a close friend.

The Captain of the hockey team, bucknasty Barnes is on his knees begging her not to leave. If his younger self could see him now. He’d laugh at him but not after beating the shit out of him for cheating on the love of his life. Though maybe at that time he still wasn’t sure if that was y/n or Steve. All he knows is he never got caught so he kept living this double life. The family, white picket fence life with y/n and hot desire fueled sex with Steve. It all caught up with him and he doesn’t know what to do.

Steve left him a few days ago, claiming he’s found the love of his life in London. Some military chick named Peggy. Basic in his opinion. In his mind ,at the time, y/n didn’t know a thing about his decade long affair. So he wouldn’t mention anything and live a happy life with her. The life he always wanted with her, without the guilt of Steve this time.

That night he brought home flowers and fucked her until his cum was dripping from her swollen pussy on their sheets.

He was content living in his bubble. Relieved he got away with it but then a few days later Natasha messaged him while he was at work saying his wife knew. She saw pictures of him and Steve on Natasha’s phone, hanging out with their friend group on days she was gone for business. Bucky's arm around Steve, a kiss on the cheek, a kiss on the lips. He rushed home to try and fix everything before she left.

Realistically he knew it was over the second he got that text but he couldn’t give up. He couldn’t give up now that he was finally sure. Sure that she was the one.

“Please baby. Steve is gone. It’s just me and you.” He swears crying into her stomach “please you can’t leave me. You’re all I have left. You’re the only one for me. I see that now” he looks up at her, face red

“Now? You see that now Bucky?” She cries “what about on our wedding night? Our honey moon? While we were fucking on the beach? You didn’t see I was the one then? Huh?” She pushes him off her, looking down at him with disgust “I just- I can't even look at you right now. I’ve known you were it for me the second I saw you in that bar on campus. Wearing your stupid leather jacket and greasy god damn hair you refused to wash because it “made you look cool”. If you’re barely seeing that years later then I don’t know what to tell you” she tries to walk off again

“Please just stop. Don’t do this to me y/n. You’re all I want”

That snaps something in her. Slowly she turns to him with a look in her eyes that scares him “Don’t do this to you? You’re saying that really? You?” She laughs humorlessly “Ten years bucky. Ten fucking years. I gave you ten years of my life. Building a home, waiting for you to come back to me while you were off fucking your bestfriend. Ten fucking years!!” She shouts legs giving out under her, choking on her tears as she curls into her self forehead resting on her knees.

Bucky crawls to her trying to gather her in his arms before she pushes herself away from him.

“NO!! Don’t touch me. Don’t you dare touch me” she fights against him

“Baby please stop. Just calm down” he tries to avoid her attacks. Her arms pushing and slapping anywhere she can reach until she’s far away from him.

She pushes herself to the far side end of the hall

“I gave you ten years bucky. We’re married. We have a house together, pets. And you threw that away for what? Someone who doesn’t love you enough to stay in one place? I gave- I gave up everything for you. I gave everything I had!!” she shouts, choking up watching the tears fall off his face, soaking his shirt. Avoiding eye contact with her.

“You’re not the man I fell in love with. You don’t love me”

That makes him look up. Eyes full of pain from a single sentence “baby” he whispers “don’t say that you can’t say that. You know that’s not true. You know I love you” he tries to crawl closer to her but is stopped by her hand raised in the air.

“Don’t! Don’t move from there.”

“Stay there until I’m done saying what I need to say and then I’m leaving. We’re done Bucky. Whatever we had it’s done. I can’t even look at you anymore. Nothing you can say to me is going to change my mind. You disgust me. My Bucky would’ve never done this to me. He would’ve never married me if he knew it was possible that he had love for another. He would’ve never watched as I turned down jobs, good jobs in different countries just to stay with a man who fucks his bestfriend behind my back. You are not him. You are a pathetic excuse of the great man you once were” with that she gets up, wiping the tears from her face. Leaving a sobbing Bucky muttering apologies in the hallway.

Grabbing her bag from the room and walking down the hall to the front door “I’ll send someone to get the rest of my stuff. Never try to call me ever again. Tell the same to the rest of our so-called friends.”

The door slams shut making Bucky flinch.

He sits in silence crying at the thought of the beautiful life he could’ve had with her. Thinking about how Steve left him after Bucky confessed his true feelings saying he’d leave y/n for him. Y/n was right. He is a pathetic excuse for the man he once was. Now she’s gone, Steve’s gone, and he has no one but himself left. What a horrible fate.

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Y/N wasn't sure what to think or do as he let himself be kissed by Bucky. Of all the things to see coming, this wasn't one of them. To think that a soldier—a man like Bucky would entertain the thought of feeling something for Y/N, let alone kiss him, was something of a miracle if you will.

Bucky continued the chaste kiss for a few moments, chasing Y/N's lips in a few longing pecks before he pulled back and his blue eyes were filled with emotion. They stared at each other for a few minutes before Bucky realized how much he fucked up. What was he thinking? He just kissed another guy. He kissed Y/N! His brother and sister were going to kill him for this.

It must have been plain on Bucky's face as Y/N frowned. "Bucky? You... Ummm.... Alright there?"

The former Winter Soldier blinked and licked his lips as he tasted Y/N on them as he looked at the younger male. "Y/N... I was... I mean... I didn't mean... I wasn't trying to..."

"Wow. You taste like beer, aftershave, and plums. A strangely appealing taste." Y/N grinned with a small blush.

"Doesn't it bother you at all that I just kissed you? Like in bed, grinding my dick on your ass?!"

"Should it? Like I said... We're two mature adults who can share a bed and a kiss and it doesn't have to be weird." Y/N touched the stubble on Bucky's face. Gently running his fingers through it as Bucky's heart pounded against his rib cage and he's pretty sure it's going to burst out of his chest.

It's the first time he's enjoyed someone else's touch. Other than Steve's of course. So many years of being held down against his will by Hydra left Bucky on edge on who could touch him. Y/N was an exception. Bucky closed his eyes and let his senses take over as he enjoyed the moment. Y/N smiled. He leaned forward and closed the distance between them as he kissed Bucky this time as the Winter Soldier was surprised. Y/N pulled back a moment later. "That wasn't too much right?"

Instead of answering, Bucky got on top of Y/N and grinded their crotches together before claiming Y/N's lips into a more passionate and rougher kiss.

Imagine Bucky finding his adorably, heavily pregnant girl perched onto kitchen counter rummaging for snacks like a little gremlin in the middle of the night. He’d woken up, reaching over the bed to cuddle you only to find it empty. He snorted when he swiped his hand over the sheets feeling bits of crumbs left over from your secret stash of snacks. He rubbed his eyes, noting there was a trail of evidence that led out of the bedroom, the faint sound of crunching carrying down the hall.

Bucky swung his legs over the bed, trudging towards the source of the sounds, his eye growing wide at the sight before him in the kitchen.

“Oh my god”

You had crawled onto the counter, knees perched on the marble top, digging through the cupboards with your hands deep in a box of Oreos. You were too busy with your scavenging for snacks to hear the soldier walk in, huffing when you noticed there was only one box of Dunkaroos left.

“What you up to babygirl" Bucky cooed, quietly wrapping his arms around you from behind, holding you securely when you squeaked in surprise. You gave him a sheepish smile, leaning back into his hold while still scanning the contents of your spread; chips, chocolate and various sour candies all covering the kitchen.

"I was hungry" You shrugged innocently while Bucky shook his head, making sure you couldn't squirm around after getting caught in such a ridiculous position. "And so was Bucky jr"

"Bucky jr. told his mama to sneak into the kitchen like a mouse and crawl onto the counters?"

"I didn't wanna wake you and I couldn't reach" You rubbed your swollen belly for emphasis, giving him a pout when he cocked an eyebrow.

"Come down from there you little gremlin, I'll talk to my son about this later" Bucky gave your butt a light pat before scooping you up an carrying you back to bed, kissing the crumbs that clung into your bottom lip. "I'll buy you all the snacks you want first thing in the morning, how does that sound?"

"Including Dunkaroo's? I think Sam ate them all and he just likes the frosting"

"I'll buy Dunkaroo's"

"And chips? I need something salty"

"I'll get you chips babydoll"

"And donuts?" You batted your lashes at him knowing you hardly needed to, he was already a puddle of mush for you and your growing belly.

"Alright bunny" He chuckled, carrying you in his arms, loving the way you tucked your face into his neck with a content sigh. He gently laid you down, making sure you were comfy and fast asleep before shuffling down the bed and lifting you t-shirt up, eyes narrowed at your belly, his voice a low whisper.

"Now. Let's talk about why your dietary choices and why your have your mama climbing the house like spider boy at 3:03am"

Needy Bucky x CEO Reader. Filth and nothing else.

Imagine Bucky jerking off watching you get ready in the morning. You're up before him, hair styled while sitting at the vanity applying your make up when his eyes flutter open. He looks adorable with his fluffy hair messy from sleep, face cuddled up in the pillow but the second his eyes land on you, you know his thoughts are anything but innocent.

"Good morning handsome" You coo, looking at him over your shoulder before going back to getting ready, giggling to yourself over the huff he lets out.

"Baby, m'so hard right now" He groaned, a hint of a whine in his voice as he watched you swipe your lipstick across your lips.

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pairing: tfatws!bucky x baker!reader

warning: fluff, multiple mentions of cake, mentions of Bucky with children

a/n: Ahhh I had this idea before going to bed and literally stayed up two hours working on it. I finished it this morning, and I've gotta stay I'm proud of my commitment because I usually take at least a month to finish a fanfiction. Hopefully, there's more where this came from. P.S. I'm not a baker, so I'm sorry if I fudged any details. Feedback is always appreciated but please be kind. Likes and reblogs are greatly appreciated but no reposting without credit <3

word count: 1.6k

summary: Reader is a baker and Bucky gets a cake from her to take to Sam's picnic party on the docks (scene from tfatws).

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Pairing: Bucky Barnes x f!reader

Word count: 1.5k

Warnings: smut, wet wet morning shower sex, nothing else, just sex.

Your alarm was always an unwelcome sound, it didn't matter that you'd programmed your phone to play The Weeknd's The Morning. It had been an attempt to make your unwillingness to get out of bed easier. You hadn't found it at all helpful and now you couldn't enjoy the song either.

Today wasn't different from any other, you hit snooze and roll over, hoping to find comfort in the warmth of Bucky’s side. But all you find is an empty bed and a cooling pillow. You pry open an eyelid to take a look around your bedroom, noticing the bathroom door ajar and swaying slightly. Assuming Bucky has decided to take a shower, you close your eye and settle back into your pillow in an attempt to snooze a little longer. It is still early, you always set your alarm earlier than needed so you have a chance to prepare for the ordeal of crawling out of the warmth of your bed.

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Synopsis: You receive a face time call in the dead of night from the winter soldier himself, and he sounds very needy.

Word Count: 1.3k

!Trigger Warnings! - phone sex. needy bucky. dirty talk. "you"/"afab!" reader. horny fuckers. fingering. fist fucking?

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Closer- NIN

1:35 ───ㅇ─────3:47

Bucky had been away for a week. Out on a mission with Steve and Tony, they currently reside somewhere along the western coast, trying to take out the remaining H.Y.D.R.A agents. 

But as you are so often reminded, cut off one head, two more grow in its place. They really like to stick to that mado. The darkness in the sky is a heavy reminder of Bucky’s non-existence. Every night you’d wait to hear from him, to make sure he was ok, to see when he was coming home. 

Your home. 

You sigh, switch off the light switch, and settle into your bed. The blankets swallow your body whole, and the heat they provide does not compare to Bucky’s body. You twist and turn, attempting to force your body to melt into the mattress. 

You give up after the 4th turn, releasing a heavy puff as you slam your fist into the blankets. It’s been like this for days. 

Fucking days. 

You sit up, your bun balancing messily on your head as you run an exhausted hand down your face. Your getting ready to get up again before the loud ring of your phone fills the darkness of your room. You contemplate whether you really want to deal with the Avengers right now, but when you see Bucky’s name pop up, your fingers don’t hesitate as you swipe the screen off the desk. 

It’s a Facetime.

Your stomach immediately sinks, could there be something wrong? Has something happened? 

You swipe right and the call opens to a dark screen, heavy breathing filling the void. Your heart is sinking into your chest. The faint sound of whispering can be heard and you realize, after several moments it’s Bucky’s voice, “Pick up doll, please.” 

“Bucky? Hello?” The person on the end of the line shifts their hand, and your stomach floods with relief as you realize it is in fact Bucky, with an odd look on his face, his features twisted into a wince. 

“Fuck, baby I need you.” Bucky’s voice is needy, edging on the verge of pain as his figure shifts again. Your smile turns into a frown, worry filling the pit in your stomach.

“Buck, what's wrong? You plead, holding onto the phone for dear life. You see that he’s in a bed by the way his phone illuminates his face, everything else is surrounded by darkness.

Bucky locks eyes with you through the phone, and your stomach is lurching, afraid to hear his next words. “This is going to sound stupid, but will you..” 

“Will I do what, Buck? Are you hurt?” 

“Horny.” He whispers under his breath. 

Your face twists in surprise as you catch his words, and you realize the shifting he’s been doing is actually thrusting. Bucky is touching himself to your voice. “What?” 

Bucky clears his throat, his movements stilling as he catches his breath. “No doll, I’m not hurt, I just- can you touch yourself with me?” 

“I-” Your mind is being short-circuited, Bucky wants you to have phone sex with him? 

Bucky must see your hesitation because he follows up with a quick, “You don’t have to, it was a stupid request.” 

You stop him with your voice, your eyes growing wide. “No. I will just give me a second.” 

You set your phone against the desk lamp, allowing the artificial light to brighten your body. Bucky can only see your face down to your stomach as you sit Indian style in only panties and a short tank top, your usual sleep attire. 

“Angel, you're beautiful. Fuck, your body is..” Bucky copies your own movements, propping his phone against something so you see his bare torso, all the way down to his cock, which is hard against his stomach, his vibranium fingers wrapping around his length. 

Your thighs clench at just the sight alone, seeing his raspy breaths as he bucks into his fist, sliding himself in and out, using his own arousal as lube. 

“Touch yourself with me, angel.” You follow the soldier's orders, opening your thighs so your fingers can snake down your stomach, You can feel your palm run over your navel, settling right at the waistline of your panties. 

You can hear Bucky’s bed shaking as he works himself, the metal frame hitting the wall of what you presume is one of Stark’s safe houses. You imagine your fingers are Bucky’s cool metal ones, running a hand up your inner thighs before dipping them into your panties. 

Your slit is already slick with arousal, and the fabric of your panties are soaked as you buck once into your fingers, taking your own digits as your eyes never leave Bucky’s own irises. Watching as he thrust his cock, groaning with each movement. His eyes stay on your face, watching the way you react to your every touch. 

You remove your panties in a swift movement, allowing them to be swallowed by the darkness. You circle your tight entrance, feeling the waves of anticipation washing over your body. Bucky’s rough voice fills your head as you watch him through the phone,  “I need to see those fingers fuck your pretty cunt, doll. Show me please.” You angle the phone away from your face, pointing downwards instead, to where your fingers now pump in and out of your pussy. 

“Fuck. You needy doll? Look at how tight you grip your fingers-” Another groan out of Bucky as he squeezes himself, running his own fingers over every ridge of his cock, imagining it’s your throat he’s fucking, making you gag and squirm as you take every inch. 

You clench around your digits, having your own fantasies of Bucky’s metal fingers replacing your own, slipping in and out of your wet heat. 

“You imagining it’s me, angel? How do my fingers feel inside of you? Am I making you close?” Bucky’s voice paired with your feral imagination makes you moan as you ride your hand, looking at Bucky’s twitching cock as he looks at your sloppy cunt, you both have no regard for who could hear you, all that mattered was getting you both to the edge. 

Together.

“They feel amazing, better than my own.” You cry out, fingering your hole, imagining it’s Bucky’s doing, working his magic. 

Bucky can’t take his eyes off the phone screen, he wanted nothing more than to be there with you, to have his own fingers buried knuckle deep in your cunt, but the mission was taking longer than expected, and he needed you way too much. “Only my fingers can fill you up like that, right doll? Only my fingers can bring you that much pleasure”

“Buck. I’m gonna' cum.” Your fingers worked, curling and fucking your walls, pulling in and out as you squirmed and panted, forcing yourself to take them to the knuckle. The sound of wet skin and both of your groans filled your head as you sped up your pace. 

“Gonna’ come around my fingers, doll? Gonna’ make a sloppy mess all over my hand?” 

“Fuck! Yes, Buck!” Your fingers work at your hole, as your thumb presses into your clit, working your pussy all the way, using Bucky’s voice to come.  Your eyes rolled into the back of your head as your orgasm washes over you, feeling the sweet release of climax coats your bones. 

“That’s it doll, fuckin’ take my cock just like that. Make me come.” Bucky's own words started to fan out as his face twisted in a grimace as he pumped his cock, fisting it as he sped up, screwing his eyes shut as his own orgasm crest. 

Bucky’s eyes pop open, looking at you through the phone, you both are in puddles your own sweat, panting and breathing heavily, both of your hands still on or inside you. 

“Fuck, angel. I love you.” 

“I love you too, Buck”. You say, almost breathless. 

Needy Bucky x CEO Reader. Filth and nothing else.

Imagine Bucky jerking off watching you get ready in the morning. You're up before him, hair styled while sitting at the vanity applying your make up when his eyes flutter open. He looks adorable with his fluffy hair messy from sleep, face cuddled up in the pillow but the second his eyes land on you, you know his thoughts are anything but innocent.

"Good morning handsome" You coo, looking at him over your shoulder before going back to getting ready, giggling to yourself over the huff he lets out.

"Baby, m'so hard right now" He groaned, a hint of a whine in his voice as he watched you swipe your lipstick across your lips.

Needy

Sub!Bucky Barnes x fem reader

Bucky was listening to Steve talk to one of Tony's business associates when you walked in. His eyes had been on the entrance he knew you'd come in through since he arrived, and when he saw Nat come in he knew you weren't too far behind.

You hated these parties just as much as he did, but Nat and Wanda adored having an opportunity to dress you up and make you feel hot. Eyes were always on the three of you at these things.

He knew you were going to look good. Scratch that. He knew you were going to look great. However, he wasn't expecting you to come in wearing that sleek black dress with the neckline that plunged so deep it made your tits look fucking amazing. And he certainly wasn't expecting to see the sweet skin of your thigh peeking out from the slit in the dress that ended just under your panty line. And he wasn't expecting the elegant hairdo that allowed a few stray locks to temptingly brush against your neck and shoulder.

The moment Bucky saw you he knew he was absolutely fucked. He felt himself swallow as he watched you make your way towards him with the other two girls. His grip on his glass tightened as he saw a sweet smile spread across your features when you looked at him.

He couldn't decide if he wanted you on your knees in front of him with his cock in your mouth or if he wanted you on top of him as he desperately fucked up into you. All he knew was that one way or another he wanted his dick inside of you.

Your hands came to wrap around his arm when you got to his side, greeting Steve with a warm smile. Bucky didn't even notice Nat and Wanda sharing a knowing look as he was too busy staring at you, lips parted in awe.

You looked up at him and said something. Bucky blinked, processing that you'd said something.

"What?"

"I asked how you were." You tilted your head slightly, a habit he found adorable.

"Fine." He said quickly.

You raised a brow.

"I'm fine." He reassured you.

Your eyes searched his for a moment before nodding, head turning back to engage in whatever conversation Nat and Wanda were having with Steve and that other man.

Minutes seemed to pass by like hours and hours seemed to pass like days as Bucky frustratedly waited for this stupid party to be over. He wasn't sure if this was his own personal heaven, being able to see you like this, or if it was his own personal hell considering he couldn't do anything about it.

The entire night his gaze was on you, his friends quickly giving up on trying to include him in the conversation. Bucky didn't even notice the people cycling past. All he could focus on was your hands on his arm, the way your chest moved as you laughed, and the way your hair brushed against the skin he so desperately wanted to kiss.

The party's end couldn't come soon enough. Once you'd deemed that it was a polite time to leave, you bid your friends a goodnight and led Bucky out of the ballroom and up to his room. The moment you were in the elevator Bucky had you up against the wall.

One hand on your ass and the other on your waist as his mouth hungrily sucked bruises into your neck, a thigh had pushed its way between your legs and was pressed against your cunt. You gasped when Bucky bit down on that sensitive spot on your neck, and you began to grind against his thigh.

All too soon the elevator doors opened to your floor, Bucky pulled back and grabbed your hand, dragging you to his room. As soon as the door shut you were pressed against it, Buckys mouth now on the parts of your boobs that were shown by the dress.

You moaned as he sucked harshly on your skin.

"I've never seen you this desperate before, Buck."

"Need you. Need you so bad." He groaned as your hands came to gently tug at his hair.

"Then let me take care of you baby." You murmured, gently pushing him off and to the edge of his bed.

"Strip." You ordered. And Bucky couldn't move fast enough, desperately sloughing off his clothes so that he was left naked before you, dick standing at attention.

"Sit."

Bucky quickly sat on his bed, eyes glued to you.

Slowly you began to remove your dress, pulling down the straps on your shoulders before allowing the whole thing to fall at your feet. You stood in front of Bucky in nothing but a pair of lacy black panties. You watched as his jaw clenched and his hands gripped the edge of the bed. You slowly removed your panties and dropped them on the floor, his eyes watching every movement.

You moved towards him, straddling his thighs. Your hands glided up his chest to his shoulders as you leaned in and kissed him deeply, tongue sliding into his mouth.

You pulled back after a moment.

"Finger me Buck. Prep me for that beautiful fat cock of yours." You whispered.

Bucky swallowed, lifting his metal hand from where it rested on your thigh to slip into your wet heat. You groaned as he did, the cold metal a pleasant sensation. He pumped his finger in you, swiftly adding another and he began to scissor you, stretching you out. You moaned as he did, his thick fingers feeling so good against the walls of you cunt.

But it would be nothing compared to the stretch and drag of his dick.

Soon enough, Bucky deemed you ready to take him. He pulled his fingers out of you and shoved them into his mouth, moaning at the taste of you.

"You ready Bucky?"

"Yes. Please."

You pressed a kiss to his lips before lining yourself up and slowly sinking down on him. Bucky let out a groan, hands gripping your waist. You were sure there would be bruises tomorrow, but you certainly didn't mind.

You sunk all the way down, bottoming out. You nipped at Buckys jaw as he panted slightly, the feeling of you around him like this always left him breathless.

"I'm gonna fuck you stupid James." You murmured before rising up and swiftly dropping yourself back down onto his cock, drawing out a moan from him.

And fuck him stupid you did, you rode him fast and hard. You watched as he tossed his head back, entirely focused on the feeling of you riding him mercilessly.

"Such a slut for me aren't you James? You're just desperate to have your cock stuffed inside of me baby."

Bucky moaned an agreement as his hips started to thrust up into you.

"Such a good boy letting me fuck you like this baby," You moaned as his dick hit that sweet spot, "Such a good boy."

Buckys cock dragged against your walls, your pussy eagerly clenching around him.

It didn't take long for Bucky to reach his climax. The combination of your sweet praises and your pussy deliciously choking his cock had him feeling like he was in heaven. His thrusts up into you began to grow sloppy before he released inside of you. You kept riding him until tears pricked his eyes with overstimulation.

"Too much doll. Too much." He whimpered.

"Be a good little slut and let me finish." You groaned out, desperately fucking yourself on him. His face came forward to hide in your neck, mouthing at your skin as he moaned and whimpered.

Finally, you came. Your own cum dripping out along with his as you pulled up off of him. His arms wrapped around your waist as he hugged you.

"So beautiful." He murmured.

You chuckled, "You like the dress that much huh?"

"Mhm."

"I'll keep that in mind love."

After a few minutes Bucky laid you down on the bed and went to retrieve a cloth to clean you up and start a bath for you two to sit in together.

That night you cuddled up into his chest, draped in one of his shirts. He held you tight and pressed a kiss to your forehead before falling asleep.

That’s not true we let them starve and die.

Well, I rewrote said story (as well as a bunch of the others) because I felt the kids deserved better...

What? Why? How am I suppose to show the story, how I lost my thumb?!

Didn’t we bring them in the woods and hope for a Lebkuchenhaus?

That’s how we got rid of the Kids we didn’t want.

Oh yeah i remember there are so many things we do like calling a hunter or towers to punish them that I get little confused over the time

That’s not true we let them starve and die.

Well, I rewrote said story (as well as a bunch of the others) because I felt the kids deserved better...

What? Why? How am I suppose to show the story, how I lost my thumb?!

Didn’t we bring them in the woods and hope for a Lebkuchenhaus?