#3. Bucky decides to play a game. You’re stuck in a meeting with Steve, Sam, and Tony while Bucky slips dirty comments into your ear through a com you had accidentally left in. You’re stuck squirming the entire meeting, close begging for him to stop and just come touch you.
Your entire body ached- a week long mission full of crouching in small spaces, eavesdropping, and intense fighting had you craving a massage. The sexual tension between you and Bucky definitely wasn’t helping either. The lingering touches, the faint whispers of luck before you’d head out into the field, the sounds of his grunting coming through the coms with each punch and kick he threw; he knew exactly what he was doing, and it was working.
You’d fallen asleep on the jet in your gear, too tired to care about changing. You stretched yourself out over a few seats, your blue Avenger catsuit tight against your curves. You pulled your front zipper down partway, exposing the curves of your breasts. You caught Bucky’s darkening gaze as your eyes drifted closed.
You sat, still clad in your mission gear, in a windowed conference room with Sam, Steve, and Tony. You were going over the mission and discussing tactics for the next one. Bucky had dismissed himself to shower, Steve allowed it.
You crossed your legs and leaned back, looking between the three men while they argued. You didn’t care to participate, you were just there to make sure they didn’t tear each other apart. You rubbed your eyes and sighed, your body was begging you for relaxation and caffeine.
“Little tired there, doll?” Bucky’s voice resonated in your ear and your body tensed. You glanced around the room and found him showered and sitting with a book just outside the conference area. He tapped his ear. “Looks like someone left their com in.”
You opened your mouth to speak before remembering where you were. A need formed between your legs and your thighs flexed instinctively. You had no idea what he was up to, but it had to be something devious.
“The meeting seems boring, mind if I spice it up a tad?” He turned a page of his book, eyes never leaving yours. You nodded, just enough for Bucky to notice, but not enough to draw attention to yourself. Bucky’s lips turned into a smirk. “That’s a good girl.”
Shivers shot down your spine and you crossed your arms, refusing to look at him anymore. If he was going to have his fun, you weren’t going to give him the satisfaction of your complete attention.
“Let’s start with you uncrossing those pretty legs of yours, doll.” His voice sounded even raspier through the speaker in your ear. You listened. “What I’d give to be in between them…” A groan passed his lips.
“Tony, we can’t keep going on missions without planning them out completely.” Steve sighed and plopped down into a chair. “(Y/N), do you have anything to add?”
“Fuck, doll.” Bucky moaned quietly. “Just thinking about stripping you of your soaked underwear and licking your dripping cunt-”
“(Y/N)?” Steve repeated your name.
“Oh, I, uh…” You heard Bucky snicker on the other end. “Sorry, I kinda zoned out there for a second, I’m just tired from the mission, that’s all. Um, I think we should completely plan out for whatever scenarios we can and go from there.”
“See.” Steve gestured towards you and returned his attention to Sam and Tony.
“Are my words distracting, doll?” You tossed a glare at Bucky. “Good to know that I have your undivided attention.”
Your stare hardened and you crossed your legs as a sign of defiance. It only seemed to amuse Bucky.
“You can’t even begin to imagine the things I’d do to you if you allowed me to touch you. My hands would never leave your body; I’d strip you naked and kiss every beautiful inch of your body. My fingertips tickling your skin as they graze over your breasts, my lips lowering and wrapping around your hardening nipples. Fuck, just thinking about even having you naked underneath me…” He sighed and adjusted himself in his pants. “Dropping my hand in between your legs, teasing your swollen clit until your begging me to just let you cum; dipping two fingers inside of you and abusing that aching g-spot until you’ve drenched my fingers; sliding my cock deep in-”
“(Y/N), can you please talk some sense into these men?” Tony pinched the bridge of his nose and stretched an arm out towards you.
“Pounding into you until you’re screaming my name, harshly rubbing your clit to draw orgasm after orgasm out of you-”
“I don’t really…”
“I wouldn’t stop, not until you’re pleading that it’s too much, that you can’t cum for me anymore-”
“I’d give you a rest, of course, before pulling you to straddle my face and tasting you. Licking that sore, throbbing clit, nibbling and sucking on it, drawing out yet another orgasm from you-”
You ripped the com out of your ear and smashed it on the table. You furrowed your brows and shot a cold glare at each of the men in the room before standing up.
“Listen, I get that you all think you’re right, but just take a fucking breath and get over your superiority complexes and work together. I don’t like playing mediator, I like playing the girl who’s leaving to go shower and get out of this damn catsuit.”
You stormed out of the room and went the opposite direction of Bucky, heading to your room. With each step, you could feel your wetness seeping through your underwear. Bucky anticipated your movements and managed to beat you to your bedroom. You pushed past him and he remained in your doorway. You turned to slam your door shut, but stopped when you saw the massive tent in his pants.
“Do you think that was funny, Barnes?” You spat the words at him.
“No.” He smirked and licked his lips. “I just think you like it when I talk dirty to you, doll, and that you’re too worked up to admit it.”
“Fuck you.” You reached for his hand, yanking him into your room and slamming the door closed behind you.
“Oh, I hope so.”
A/N: I hope you guys liked this! I apologize for it being so short, I’m just really into writing drabbles rn. I’m going to write another drabble soon ;)
(I’m also definitely going to write a longfic featuring much more detail and lots more dirty talk bc I really like this idea and I want to take time to plan out something much more amazing than this.)
Pairing: Steve Rogers x
POC Reader Word Count: 2k+ Warning: Language, fluff, smut,
unprotected sex (WRAP YOUR WANG BEFORE YOU BANG), slight dry humping, bit
of dirty talk, a little Sub!Steve…if you squint and cock your head at a 45 degree
angle. Summary: Steve bares all, in more
ways than one. How is anyone supposed to resist this god-forsakenly beautiful man?
You don’t; you give into temptation and enjoy the ride. Sometimes Steve’s smart
mouth gets him into trouble. Bonus: Bruce is so cute when he’s embarrassed.
A/N: I’m still getting the hang of this smut
thing so pls bear with me. Idk why tf I’m so damn shy about writing it when I’m
sinful as hell irl. Also bless you
@emilyevanston for reminding me that Steve is so much more than just Captain
America.Sorry this took so long,
hopefully the fic makes up for the long ass wait! Feedback is absolutely
Really hope if Disney does make LEs for Olaf’s Frozen Adventure, Anna and Elsa don’t have tinsel in their hair. The only dolls I like that on are Rapunzel and Aurora because I feel like it makes sense for those two?