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Unknown King - part VII

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Great Gatsby AU

Summary: After moving to New York, aspiring author Y/N gets more than what she bargained for when she befriends her mysterious neighbor. In a blur of riches and beauty, she finds herself falling for the man who remains unknown.

A/N: Sugar daddy Bucky starts to emerge in this part

Word count: 1.8 +

Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V Part VI

Masterlist

Originally posted by narminorujova

Originally posted by stardvsts

You spent Friday afternoon dodging butlers, gardeners, chefs and servers who were going in and out of the house, preparing for the party that would happen later that night. Bucky went away to meet someone for business arrangements. You lounged in your bedroom, staring down and watched as the workers unfolded the amusement park before you. Shea was putting fresh towels in the bathroom.

“What are you going to wear for the party, Y/N?” She asked.

“I’m not sure,” You replied. “I’m actually not even sure if I should attend the party.”

“And why is that?” Her voice echoed in the cast bathroom.

You shrugged, “I don’t want to run into any of my coworkers and I also don’t want them to suspect anything.”

“I see,” She said. “Would you still like me to help you pick out something to wear?”

You nodded and walked towards the giant walk in closet that came with the bedroom. You had very little clothing so you only used the first floor of the closet. With Shea’s help, you agreed with a chair of worn out jeans and a shirt.

“I like it,” Shea said. “Very trendy.” She paused and placed a finger on her earpiece. “I have just received word that Mister Barnes has touched down and will arrive at any moment.”

She was right, about fifteen minutes later, the mansion gates were opened and a black SUV Cadillac rolled in. You walked out just as Bucky was climbing the steps. He smiled and pulled you in for a long lingering kiss.

“Hey there, gorgeous,” He said in his low voice. “Did you miss me?”

“Your trip war shorter than I realized it would be,” You said.

“Henry, my pilot does his job well,” He explained and looked over your head to see the commotion going on in his house. “I can see that the preparations are almost done.”

“Mister Barnes,” Ace interrupted. “Where would you like me to put the packages?”

Bucky turned to him before looking back at you, “Put them in Y/N’s room. I’m sure she’ll have a splendid time opening them all.”

You watched as three butlers grabbed two bags each and carried them into the house. Your lips parted and you turned to Bucky, he smiled at you.

“You didn’t have to do that,” You said.

“But I wanted to,” He added. “Go on, I’ll be there in a bit.”

Although you probably should have argued with him some more, you couldn’t help but be excited about the new gifts. You’ve never been given more than 5 presents in your lifetime and now you were receiving 6 at the same time. You turned on your heel and hurried up the stairs, careful not to run into servers who were rushing around with trays of wine glasses. The butlers walked past you as you entered your bedroom.

You didn’t know where to begin. You grabbed the box white box that said ‘Jimmy Choo’, you opened it and instantly fell in love with the beautiful champagne heels that sat in the box. They fit you perfectly and put the box on your bed before moving onto the next gift. You pulled out a sheer gray robe with gray fur trimming. You immediately slipped it on and felt overwhelmed. All in all, you received two new dresses another pair of shoes and a brand new Macbook.

“Do you like it?” Bucky asked.

You turned and engulfed him into a kiss, “ I love it.”

“Almost forgot one thing,” He pulled out something from behind his back. It was a velvet rectangular box. He opened it and revealed a gorgeous pearl necklace that had over twenty pearls. You took it in your hand and continued to stare at it, not believing what was before your eyes.

“It’s beautiful,” You said.

“Picked it out myself,” He smiled proudly.

“But why?” You looked at him. “Why would you get it for me?”

“You deserve to get treated like the queen that you are.”


“Are you sure you wouldn’t want to join the party?” Bucky asked.

You shook your head and balanced the glass of liquor in your hand. “I would much rather be here with you.” You looked out the window in his study. The pandemonium was in the courtyard. Men and women jumped into the pool and acted as if they were at a carnival. They danced wherever and with whoever they desired.

You had spent the entire time in his study, talking about his business trip and upcoming ones. You slowly grew tired of watching and turned away before sitting on the velvet sofa that was in the room. You leaned back and rested the glass on the coffee table. You closed your eyes just as Ace walked in.

“Mister Barnes it’s Mister Harrison,” He said.

“He’s here? Now?” Bucky asked. You opened your eyes to see an annoyed look flash through his eyes. “Will you be alright by yourself for a few minutes?”

You nodded.

“Sorry, doll, it’s business,” He said and followed Ace out the door.

Within the thirty minutes that he was gone, you had ordered five drinks. By the time he walked back into the room, you were quite tipsy. He looked angry but when his eyes fell on you, they softened and he pulled you into a kiss. He tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear and held you against his chest. He sighed and you weren’t sure if you wanted to ask him about the event that just occurred.

“Have you seen the firework show?” He asked.

“From the small window in my cottage,” You said.

“What’s the point of coming to these parties if you miss the best part?” He grabbed your hand. “Come on, I’ll give you the best view.”

He led you to a door that was hidden behind a thick curtain. Bucky opened it and revealed a dimly lit spiral staircase. He motioned for you to go up and you did, without hesitation. By the time you reached the top, your thighs were on fire. You pushed the door open and stepped onto the roof. You looked behind you, Bucky emerged from one of the many towers that were built into the palace.

Bucky pointed to the horizon. “ The show’s about to start.”

Just as the words left his mouth, fireworks erupted throughout the sky, lighting it all up. It was one after another. You walked closer to the edge, Bucky held your waist close to his body. You looked down and watched as a man dressed in a suit was moving his hands as if conducting the fireworks himself. They sparkled in the sky in dozens of brilliant colors. A smile plays on your lips as you watched the mesmerizing show of color and fire.

Something in the corner of your eye caught your attention, you looked away momentarily and saw a few of Bucky’s butlers beating the shit out of an older man. You pursed your lips and immediately looked away. You looked back into the sky just as the last of the fireworks went off. They spread across the sky in giants balls of shimmering light. You turned and pressed a kiss on Bucky as the fireworks continued to rage on behind you.


You woke up in a room that was bigger than any you’ve ever been in. The ceiling was high, the chandelier was dark, its crystals were dim. The duvet was a silky gold color. The bed was large, making you feel small and alone. You sat up. Your hair was disheveled and your shirt was on the floor. The drapes were dark and covered the probably equally tall windows. You looked around, the second floor of the bedroom had tall shelves with clothes. Each cubby was full. You pushed yourself off the bed and grabbed your sheer robe that was draped over a chair. You picked up your shirt and hurried out of the room. The train of the robe billowed behind you as you rushed through the halls. You turned a corner and crashed into Shea

“Y/N!” She exclaimed. “I was just coming to fetch you from Mister Barnes’ bedroom.”

“Holy shit,” You said aloud. “His room is huge!”

“I wouldn’t know, I’ve never been in it,” She said and shrugged onto the next subject. “Want me to take you to your room? The house is big, it’s easy to get lost.”

You nodded meekly.

You breathed in a breath of fresh air once you stepped into your bedroom. Shea opened the balcony doors, the thin curtains flowed in from the light gust of wind that was picking up.

“Mister Barnes in waiting for you in the kitchen,” Shea said. “Now I have some errands to run.”

“Thank you, Shea,” You smiled as she left.

You changed into something more comfortable before slipping on your robe and walking down to the kitchen. Bucky looked at you and smiled. You couldn’t help but feel sick.

“Morning doll, you look beautiful,” He said.

You gave him a forced smile, “Last night, did we…?”

He furrowed his eyebrows then shook his head, “God, no. You were drunk and half conscious, I didn’t want to take advantage of you.”

You walked over to him, cupped his cheeks and stood on your toes to kiss him, “You have no idea how relieved I am to hear that. Not that I don’t want to do that with you,” You quickly said. “It’s just that, I down want it to be like that.” You blushed furiously as the word vomit continued to spill out of your mouth.

Bucky smiled, “I know what you mean, love.” He kissed your forehead. “I made breakfast.” He showed you the plate of French toast.

Your mouth watered as you took the plate. The smell was so strong but so good. You didn’t realize how hungry you were until you wolfed down three slices of the French toast. You leaned back in your chair and took a deep breath.

“That was delicious,” You remarked.

“I’m glad you liked it,” he said.

You looked around the kitchen. The vivid memory of the butlers beating up the guy was still burning in your head. You found yourself staring off into the distance, your mind going blank as you looked at nothing in particular. You forced yourself to look away, meeting Bucky’s eyes once again.

“I spaced out for a moment there,” You regarded.

Ace walked into the room, he whispered something into Bucky’s ear. He nodded and stood up, “I need to take this.” He walked out of the room with Ace trailing behind him. Shea appeared from around the corner. You needed to get out of the house for a while.

“Shea, would you like to come with me to the store?” You asked.

Her eyes widened momentarily, “Are you sure you want me to come?”

You nodded, “Yes, we can have someone drive us.”

“Okay,” She said. “I’ll have Thomas bring a car over.”

You felt like you were suffocating. Living in Bucky’s place was great but you only ever left the house when you went out on dates. It’s time you get some fresh air and go out on your own. You needed to clear your head and Bucky will be fine if he’s alone for a while.

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Unknown King - part VIII

Pairing: Bucky x reader

Great Gatsby AU

Summary: After moving to New York, aspiring author Y/N gets more than what she bargained for when she befriends her mysterious neighbor. In a blur of riches and beauty, she finds herself falling for the man who remains unknown.

A/N: It’s been like what? 2 weeks? I am so so sorry! I’ve been really busy with work and school but here it is part 8!

Word count: 1.7 +

Part I Part II Part III Part IV Part V Part VI

Masterlist

Originally posted by phaenix

Originally posted by flyngdream

You stood in front of the giant mirror on an elevated platform in your closet. You adjusted the skirt on your two piece dress. The black maxi skirt ended just above your toes, it’s split thigh exposed your leg. The top was also black, it was sleeveless and had a plunging v-neck bodice, the rest was sheer.  The two-piece exposed a small portion of your stomach. Shea had picked out a gold armband to go with the dress. She handed you a pair of black lace-up heels. You slipped them and nodded in approval at your appearance.

This would be your fourth date with Bucky. So far you’ve been to three different restaurants and in each one, Bucky has done something unexpected. He went out to a business meeting early in the day and he hasn’t arrived yet. Shea had reassured you that he’ll arrive soon enough and encouraged you to get ready. Now you were all dolled up and no Bucky. You checked your phone for any signs of calls, text messages or voicemail, but your notifications were dry. You frowned.

“I was informed that Mister Barnes would meet you at the restaurant,” Shea said.

You turned and stepped off the platform, “Then I should get going.”

She nodded, “Trevor has been assigned to drive and assist you in any matter necessary. He will also serve as your protection.”

You nodded meekly, already feeling like this was gonna be a terrible night.


Trevor opened the door for you. You thanked him and stared in awe at the restaurant. The sun was just beginning to go down, casting a golden hue on the reflective glass.

“I’ll be a phone call away if you need me, Miss Y/N,” Trevor said.

You nodded and walked up to the hostess who smiled at you. You forced a smile onto your face, “Barnes, table for 2.”

“Follow me,” She turned and led you to a lonely table at the edge of the restaurant. It was secluded from the other tables. “Will they be accompanying you later on?”

“Yes,” You replied and sat down. “I hope.” You mumbled the last words under your breath.

She nodded, “Would you like something to get you started?”

“Glass of water,” You said.

She left you at the table, you checked your phone once again. No new messages. You huffed and attempted to fill your head with happy thoughts. He’ll be here, you told yourself, he’d never miss out on a date. And even if he wasn’t going to come, he’d shoot you a text. Bucky isn’t the type of stand you up. Right?

After a few minutes, a waiter came back with your glass of water. He gave you a kind smile and asked if you wanted to order your food, you told him you’d wait until Bucky arrived. He nodded and left to attend another table. You picked up your phone and decided to text him.

You: Where are you? I’m at the restaurant

Delivered

You continued to stare at your screen, expecting him to immediately start typing. Instead, you started nervously drinking the water and in no time you found yourself reaching the bottom. You called the waiter over.

“Can I get a martini with extra alcohol and extra olives,” You said.

He wrote down the order in his notepad and scurried away. You leaned back and felt like people were staring at you. You shuddered and looked around the restaurant. It was dimly lit. Its main colors were red and gold, bathing the room in a royal elegance. You looked out the window, pedestrians were walking by or trying to hail a cab. You turned away when the waiter came back with your drink. You thanked him and immediately began sipping on the edge of the glass.

Forty minutes passed and you were still alone. You had already guzzled down two drinks. Both were packed with alcohol. You sent him another message. In total there were three others that you had sent.

You: I can see that you’re not coming, I’m leaving. See you tomorrow morning, if you’re even there.

You knew you probably shouldn’t have been that harsh but damn! He didn’t even bother to say he wouldn’t make it. He stood you up and you were disappointed, upset, bitter and a bit dizzy. The hostess came around, she gave you sympathetic smile and you returned a sheepish one.

“I think I’m done,” You muttered. “can I get the tab?”

“It’s already paid for,” She said.

“By who?” You asked.

“A gentleman right over there,” She pointed to a sharply dressed man who flashed you a grin when your eyes met. You turned back to the hostess and thanked her for the service. She told you that your two-piece was beautiful. You messaged Trevor to bring the car around. Just as you did, you received a message from the devil of the hour.

Bucky: doll, I’m so sorry, I wasn’t able to make it to the restaurant, I’ll make it up, I promise.

You left him on read. It was probably petty as hell but you were bitter and it was okay to be a bit petty. You felt humiliated as you walked through the restaurant, feeling like everyone’s eyes were on you. You reached the door of the restaurant when the man who paid for your tab opened it for you.

“I’ll get that,” He smiled. “What’s a girl as beautiful as you doing out alone?”

“Leaving,” You said and walked past him, not having time for this flirty bull.

“Would you like to get some drinks one of these days?” He asked.

“I’m seeing someone,” You replied.

“But you got stood up, right?”

You turned to him, “Yeah, and?”

He shrugged, “Just think you deserve better.”

Trevor got out of the car and escorted you towards it. A smilies head of blonde hair made your head snap in that direction.

“Y/N?” It was Emma. She looked as shocked as you. Her eyes skimmed your figure. You turned and got into the car. Trevor closed the door and quickly drove away from the curve.


You lay in bed for a good hour before rolling off the bed. Your skirt was replaced by a pair sweats but you didn’t bother changing out of the top. You went into the bathroom to freshen up. Last night Bucky came home at around 2 in the morning. You knew this because you told Shea to not let him in your room no matter what. Bucky wanted to go in and see you but Shea said you were resting. She knew that was a lie, you weren’t asleep. You just didn’t want to see him in that moment. You met up with Shea at the bottom of the stairs.

“How did you sleep?” She asked.

“Okay,” You mumbled. “You?”

“I slept well, thank you,” She replied.

Shea followed you outside where the doors opened up to one of the palace’s patios. It overlooked a beautiful fountain and gave a view of the lake that was just in front of the house. You sat on one of the chairs, your hands rested on the glass table. The sun hit your skin, you closed your eyes and took in the heat.

“Good morning, Mister Barnes,” Shea said.

You opened your eyes and raised an eyebrow at Bucky’s figure. His hair was disheveled and it looked like he didn’t sleep all night. He cleared his throat, his eyes never left yours.

“May I speak to Y/N alone?” He told Shea.

She looked at you. Bucky looked a bit agitated that he no longer had a say in what Shea did. She was your handmaid but you saw her as a friend rather than a maid.

“It’s okay, Shea,” You told her and closed your eyes once again.

You listened carefully as Bucky sat down on the chair opposite of you. You breathed in and exhaled, meditating quietly to yourself. Bucky cleared his throat once again and began talking.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry,” He began. “I wish I could’ve called you but the meeting ran longer than expected. We just had to go over some plans in Chicago, I didn’t think we’d take too long.”

“It’s fine, James,” You said. “I understand.” He winced. You almost never called him James. Only Bucky.

He reached out and took your hand, “Let me make it up to you.” You looked at him. “Have you ever been to Los Angeles?”


You looked out of the plane window of Bucky’s private jet. This was your first time in California. It looked amazing from the sky. Bucky had told you to pack a bag for a week and you did. You were excited to travel. Your first big trip was your move from home to New York.

After the jet landed Bucky escorted you onto solid ground. You were a bit taken aback by the humid, very sticky heat. It didn’t feel good and you were beginning to regret wearing a black shirt. You practically attracted the heat. Two black SUV Cadillacs were already waiting. Four men stood guard. One stepped forward.

“Welcome back, Mister Barnes,” He said.

“Good to be back, Eric” Bucky replied. “This is Y/N, my beautiful girlfriend.”

You smiled and shook hands with him, “Nice to meet you.”

The car door was opened ad you climbed inside, Bucky followed. The car door was closed and Eric got into the driver’s seat and turned on the ignition.

“Where to, boss?” He asked.

“The house,” Bucky replied.


You shouldn’t have been surprised when the SUV rolled into the driveway of Bucky’s luxurious Hollywood home. It was something straight out of the movies. It wasn’t as big as his palace on West Egg, but it was equally extravagant. You gawked at the house the towered over you. The architecture was almost ancient. It had tall columns and a roof that seemed to resemble the Athena Parthenos.

“It’s grand!” You exclaimed as you stepped out of the car.

“It’s one of the first houses I ever bought,” He replied.

You turned and had a breathtaking view of the city. The skyscrapers all seemed bunched together in one area. You’ve never been to California. The air smelled of smoke and humidity but it looked beautiful from up here. From the view of wealth.

“Will I get a tour?” You asked.

Bucky smiled at you, “I’ll give you a better tour. C'mon, time for me to make up last night’s event.”

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A/N: This is a birthday smut fic for my daddy, @raulism. Happy Birthday, Daddy.  To be fair, if the daddy kink gives you the willies, you may want to skip this one.  The Spanish Translation is in the tag and was done by @xemopeachx

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