i want to be gentleman

“Everybody, on a different level, goes through good times and bad times and you have your fair balance. We aren’t the only ones in that kind of situation, and we shouldn’t feel so down. It’s not the end of the world. We’re very lucky to be where we are.”

Happy 30th Birthday Brendon Urie!

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@skidspace Look at these boys being cute I love them so much.

MORNING AFTER WITH BTS || Friends version

waking up next to your best friend after a drunk one night stand can’t be good… right?

Seokjin:

★you and jin had shared a bed many times

★so waking up next to you wasn’t something that bothered him

★he was used to waking up with a dead arm because you were laid on it

★what did bother him was that the two of you were naked

★he’d scrunch up his face trying to piece the small bits of memory he had together

★the panic would rise slightly as he tried to remember if he was protected

★that would soon be quashed when he saw the foil wrapper on the bedside drawers

★he’d then begin to panic over what would happen when you woke up

★would you leave and never talk to him again?

★over something the two of you couldn’t even remember?

★he decided to just treat it like any other time you two wake up together

★he carefully moved you from his arm and onto a pillow

★pulled on a pair of pyjamas

★and went to cook breakfast for the two of you

★when you finally woke and went to find him in the kitchen he’d offer you a small smile

★’you’re making omelette?’

★’it’s your favourite’

★’no egg pun with that?’

★’my egg puns aren’t craking today’

★’oh thank god. i thought you were going to be off with me’

★’why would i do that?’

★’you might see me different after last night’

★’i do see you different’

★’oh’

★’i see you as a god/goddess. now sit down and have your breakfast’

★the two of you ate while talking about the last thing you remember from last night

★'it isn’t as bad as they make it look in movies. we haven’t screamed at eachother, nor do we regret it’

★’you don’t regret it?’

★’i got to sleep with the most handsome man in the world, what’s to regret?’

★’you’re such an idiot’



Yoongi:

★more like afternoon after 

★you woke before him

★and decided it would be best to let the poor guy try get as much sleep as possible

★when you move to get off the bed to dress and leave, he’ll groan as his sleep was disturbed

★he’d watch you pull on your clothes then clear his throat

★’so that’s it? you’re not even going to tell me how i was?’

★’how do you not know how you were?’

★’i was drunk’

★’so was i’

★’well we’re just gonna have to do it again’

★when you threw a piece of clothing at him he’d laugh and sit up

★’you want to go get breakfast?’

★’it’s two in the afternoon’ 

★’we’re breaking the fast, Y/N. therefore it’s breakfast’

★’here’s me thinking i would have breakfast made for me’

★’i’m just as disgusted about last night i deserve compensation in the form of food also’

★when you frowned at his words, he’ll reach to pull you back onto the bed

★’it’s called a joke, love’

★he’d wrap the covers around you along with his arms

★he’d nuzzle his face into you

★and his hands would come to rest on your stomach under your shirt

★’i was serious about the doing it again thing. i’d like to do it again many times’ 

★’is that your way of asking me to be your friend with benefits?”

★’no, that was my way of asking if you’d be my girlfriend/boyfriend’

★’will i get breakfast in bed?’

★’no’

★’then it’s a no from me’

★’you little shit’

★you’d both stay laid in bed until your stomach growled

★he’d order food from his phone

★’i could cook’

★’it would require you getting out of bed’

★’we can’t stay in bed forever’

★’not with that attitude you can’t’

★he really loves to play with your hands???

★he’ll trace shapes, lyrics, his shopping list

★when it’s time for you to leave, he’ll kinda just stretch out on the bed 

★and pout

★’take me up on my offer of going out with me’

★’why should i?’

★’because i never want to wake up without you again’


Hoseok:

★softest gentleman to ever live

★when he got out of bed, he’d wrap the covers over you so none of you was exposed

★he’d go and start breakfast and make you both coffee

★when he returned to the room to see you waking up he’d turn to mush

★’breakfast is cooking. do you want to join me for a quick shower?’  

★’that would be lovely’

★’i’ve only got shower gel for me, so you’ll have to smell like me for a while’

★he’d help you out of bed and walk you to the bathroom  

★when under the water, he’ll massage your shoulders and back 

★’i could get used to this’ 

★he’d laugh and pull you back to him 

★’do you want to get used to it?’

★he’d sway with you in his arms

★’we should go eat’

★helps you get dried 

★let’s you wear something from his wardrobe

★gushes over it

★is a big ball of mush for you

★sits you on the sofa and spoon feeds you breakfast



Namjoon:

★he’d warm with joy when he wakes up to see your naked form curled into him

★though his smile would quickly fade when he saw the bruises that decorated your skin

★his fingers would run over one slowly

★you’d give a groan in response and he’d move away quickly

★’why did you stop?’ 

★you moved to look up at him

★a frown of your own on your face when you saw his expression

★’do you want me to leave?’

★’no! no, it’s just that I made a mess of you’

★you’d look down to your chest and giggle at the purple spots you now adorned

★’it’s not funny! you should’ve stopped me!’

★’why? it obviously felt good’

★’it looks painful’

★’i think it looks pretty. a souvenir, if you will’

★his mood would lift back up at your laughing 

★he’d move to hover over you and kiss all over the marks  

★he’d help you get dressed 

★would try his best to brush you hair

★but ends up getting the brush stuck

★so he gives up and lets you take over

★this poor pup can’t cook for his life so out to mcdonalds you go

★he’d wrap his arm around you while you walked 

everything happens for a reason, you know’

★‘yeah, it was always destined for you to take me to mcdonalds for lunch’



Jimin:

★jimin took good care of you as your friend

★but after you’d been intimate hot damn be prepared to be treated like royalty

★you’d wake up on your own

★but a few seconds after you’d see him walk through the door with a tray in his hands

★’you’re not leaving until I’ve fed you’

★’who said i was planning on leaving?”

★you’d both giggle alot

★after eating breakfast together in bed, you’d flop next to him and sigh

★’tell me how much you liked it~’ 

★’it was alright’

★’alright? alright wouldn’t have made you moan like that’

★’how do you remember that?’

★’you don’t forget the most beautiful thing you’ve ever heard’

★’shut up’ 

★he’d lay over you to stop you from getting up

★’are we still friends?’

★'you wanna be friends after i had you a quivering mess beneath me? i don’t think so. we’re walking away at least friends with benefits. but me being your boyfriend would be ideal’

★soft bub would turn red when you agreed to the whole dating thing

★he’d move to pin your arms on the bed and straddle your stomach

★’tell me you love me’

★’i don’t’

★’then why’d you say yes?’

★’you got a nice butt’

★would attack you with kisses



Taehyung:

★if you think you could sneak out of bed think again

★he’d have his limbs wrapped around you so tight while you slept

★so when you woke up, you’d try to shimmy out of his grip

★but gave up shortly after 

★so you just laid and waiting for him to wake up

★and when he did you’d be smothered in kisses

★he’d be so happy that you’re still here

★’you didn’t leave?”

★’how could i leave when you’ve got me in a death grip?’

★’oh, sorry’

★he’d free you from the cage his limbs made 

★so you can finally stretch

★upon stretching you finally feel the numbness in your lower half

★b/c my boy goes h a r d 

★when he hears you wince, he frowns and pulls you close to him

★probably says ‘sorry’ 2343223 times

★will run a bath for you to ease some of the throbbing

★but ends up joining you 

★hums while washing your hair

★when you’re dried and dressed he’ll cook for you

★and by cook i mean make toast for you

★he’d sit opposite you, watching you eat

★’is there something on my face?’

★’you’re glowing’

★he’d giggle as your cheeks turned red

★’you look very pretty in the morning’

★’you’re very greasy in the morning’

★he wouldn’t let you out of his sight

★for some reason he thinks you’re ten times more fragile after sex

if another member comes near you he’ll wrap you close to him


Jungkook:

★one huge misunderstanding

★you’d had to leave for whatever reason

★so when he woke up to find your side empty he frown

★and kinda just lay there

★trying to remember as much from last night as possible

★he thought you regretted it because you left

★so he wouldn’t text you

★he didn’t want to feel uncomfortable

★and you thought he didn’t text you beause he was ashamed 

★the two of you would just mope around

★the other members would be upset by the shift of mood

★they’d plan to lock you in a room until you sorted things out and things could go back to normal 

★’so’

★’so’

★’you alright?’

★’missed you a bit, but i’m good’

★’you missed me?’

★’yeah, not having you to talk to is awful’

★’i thought you were ashamed’

★’and i thought you were embarrased’

★’we didn’t speak for two weeks because of a misunderstanding?’ 

★’well when we’re done here you’re coming to the dorms and staying until further notice. I have two weeks to catch up on’ 

Bts reaction to their s/o walking funny the day after

Seokjin: Jin would be quite concerned seeing you flinch by every step you took. But he was also trying not to laugh because, to be honest, you looked really funny acting as if nothing’s up.

“Come on, jagi! Just admit that I was right when I said that you’re gonna regret this today. Know your limits.”

Originally posted by rapdaegu

Namjoon: Namjoon was smirking while taking a sip of his morning coffee as you walked, or should I say crawled, to the kitchen. He’d just look at you and feel kinda proud.

“Well… you asked for it. I’m sorry I was that rough but I have to admit that this is pretty funny, even slugs are being faster than you.”

Originally posted by rapnamu

Yoongi: You were moaning around because of your pain at Yoongi. After about half an hour he got annoyed and pushed you onto the sofa starting to undress you and kiss your body at the same time.

“You were the one that screamed ‘harder’ so don’t blame me. You should have been happy to still being able to walk. After this you’re not gonna leave your bed”

Originally posted by imonaworldtour

Hoseok: This devil would check on you constantly while having having dirty thoughts 24/7. He’d kiss you gently and care for you until the pressure got too much.

“I am so sorry baby but I think now you’re ready for round 2.”

Originally posted by junghoshikie

Taehyung: Tae would be so giggly the moment he saw your penguin-walk, stil quite amazed by how he was able to do you so rough that this was the consequence.

“Wow, ain’t I a sex monster? Yes, yes I am.”

Originally posted by bangtanroyalty

Jimin: Jimin would find the situation so funny and amusing, he was laughing at the sight of you walking or trying to walk. Still, he felt bad about it and wanted to help you as much as he could.

“Is there anything I could do? Any way to make you forgive me?”

Originally posted by bangtanroyalty

Jungkook: Kookie would apologize as soon as he saw your agony but still act as cocky as possible after. First saving his ass and then getting it in trouble again just as usual.

“I’M SO SORRY BABE!….. But wow, you asked me to and I am a gentleman, I can’t just say no. You wanted me so badly, huh?”

Originally posted by kpop631

Wow 3 posts on 3 days, your girl is hardworking! lol okay no I just don’t give a fuck about school anymore. Soooo we’re soon gonna be 2,000 followers wtf 

the trio: I’VE DECIDED TO MARRY YOU

original broadway cast - broadway cast - touring cast

Put on a Show for Me - Let Me Show You Part 2

Author’s Notes: Despite how long it took me to post this, I actually had a lot of fun writing it. Hopefully, you’ll enjoy it too. Again sorry for any typos. I try to edit it, but I miss things. 

Word Count: 3,413 (Get yourself a snack, kids. This shit is long af.)

Warnings: Smut. I mean is there anything else worth writing?

Part One: Let Me Show You

Roman knew you were reaching your breaking point. As much as you tried to stay cool and collected under the gaze of his bedroom eyes, he could tell it was all an act. Being an upir had its advantages. One of them being how he could catch your eye and sense your body remembering every welcomed violation he performed on your pleasure deprived body only a few hours prior. He could hear your heart race and he could all but taste the blood rushing to his favorite spot between your thighs. He wanted you again the moment he watched you fall into euphoria in his arms.

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ah yes monty montague my favorite victorian fuckboy

I just want a big old sappy Hollywood romcom version of Hannigram.  

Not, like, with murder or anything.  Just a legit romcom.  

I want the touchingly funny story of this European gentleman type who wears $5000 suits and only eats the most haute of cuisine and has this giant mansion of a house full of classical art and antiques and who plays the fucking harpsichord and attends galas and hosts lavish dinner parties where he hobnobs with all these high society types, who then falls head-over-heels in love with this awkward anti-social scruffy bundle of flannel and cheap aftershave who lives in a shack full of fishing equipment with ten dogs. 

Like.  Give me that movie.  It sounds amazing.   

Originally posted by thebonetrousler

I’ll Fix Ya Right Up Eggsy Unwin x Reader

Pairings: Eggsy Unwin x Reader

Warnings: Language

Written by: @garyunwinimagines​​ also goes by @chipedenspook1997​​

Notes: Sorry it’s been so long. But here’s something else for you guys. And I’m opening requests for the next two days. Requests will close at 12:00PM on April 7th, 2017. I hope that you guys like this!

Words: 988 words
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You were currently on an inversion table trying to stretch your back as it’s been hurting and you haven’t been able to crack it. So here you were hanging upside down, past vertical. You slowly started to feel your back stretch out, and it felt wonderful. You were feeling very relaxed and in less pain.

“What ya doin’ (y/n)?” Eggsy asked.

After V-day, Merlin wanted you, Eggsy, and Roxy to live together as the three of you could still be possible targets. It made sense, and now the three of you were inseparable. When you all were in your “job interview”, you got a crush on Eggsy. Roxy knew but the man was completely oblivious. Living with him only made it worse, cause most the time he’d walk around in baggy sweatpants and a t-shirt. Which is what he was currently wearing. Thankfully your face was already red from being upside down.

“Just trying to fix my shit back,” You groaned.

“And that’s supposed to help” Get offa there. I’ll fix ya right up,” He said.

More like smirked. And that’s when you realized that your shirt had bunched up right under your breasts.

“Gary Unwin!” You fake gasped. “And I thought that you were a gentleman!”

He laughed, “We both know that I ain’t no gentleman, but come on (y/n). Don’t want ya falling over on a mission now do we?”

He has a valid point.

“Fine…” You grumbled and slowly made yourself upright again and got off the table.

“So what are you going to do to me?” You asked.

He hugged his solders then grabbed your hand and lead you to his room. You raised an eyebrow and he looked at his feet. The mood had changed from a light and playful one, to a more serious, but dare you say romantic one. What was going on?

He walked to one of the drawers in his nightstand and pulled out…oils? Why does he have oils in there? You were so lost in your mind that you didn’t hear what he said the first time.

“Love, did ya here me? (y/n)?”

“Sorry. I was just lost in my head. What did ya say?”

“I need you to take of your shirt then lay on your stomach.”

You raised your eyebrow again, then you turned around and took off your shirt and laid down how he asked. You closed your eyes and slowed down your breathing, that was until you felt the bed dip on both sides and Eggsy sitting on your thighs.

“Can I?” He asked gesturing to your bra.

You said yes then he went to take off your bra, unclasping it so you could do the rest yourself. You debated leaving it there unhooked, but decided that you’d be more comfortable without it there. So you sat up just enough to toss the bra to the floor. Then a gasp was heard.

“Fucking finally!” Roxy said. “No pun intended.”

She was grinning from ear to ear. You rolled your eyes.

“He’s just going to give me a massage Rox,” You said.

“Sure…” She drawled out as she left the room and shut the door.

“Why’d she say that?” Eggsy said with a tinge of red across his cheeks.

“Don’t know,” You replied mentally cursing Roxy.

“Don’t forget to use protection!” Roxy yelled.

“Shit,” Eggsy said loud enough that Roxy could here.

“What?” You said and looked back at him.

He had a shit eating grin cross his face and mouthed “follow my lead”. You knew that this was going to be fun, and that Rox is going to be pissed when/if she finds out.

“I forgot rubbers,” You had to refrain from laughing your ass off as he pulled out a box of rubber gloves that was empty.

“Fuck Eggsy. I need you right now babe. Rubbers or not.”

“(y/n), love, are you sure?”

“Positive.”

By this time you were now sitting up against the headboard with Eggsy right by you. A pillow tightly clutched against your chest. So the two of you were sitting side by side making some of the most pornographic noises that you could think of. When the two of you started there was lots of laughing, but the longer it went on the less laughing happened. And holy shit did that turn you on. You wouldn’t be normally, but the way his voice dropped with the combination of his grunts drenched your panties. Now it came to the grand finale, and the two of you “climaxed”. There was silence for 30 seconds.

“I take that back! Don’t do it again!” Roxy yelled from the other side of the door. “We don’t need your offspring quite yet!”

She slid some condoms under the door. The lighter mood from earlier returned as Eggsy wiggled his eyebrows. You held in your laughter until her footsteps faded away.

Now queue the uncontrollable laughter. Once your laughter died down Eggsy kissed your cheek. You blushed and laid down how you were earlier. Promptly burring your face in the pillow to recompose yourself.

“Aren’t you going to give me a massage?” You asked remembering why you were in his room topless.

“Oh yeah,” He said and scratched the back of his neck.

“Did you forget?”

“No…yeah. But love, you’re laying in my bed topless,” He said as if it was obvious. Like no shit Sherlock.

“So? You said that you were going to fix my back,” You pouted.

“But-“ You cut him off by turning around and sitting up to kiss him. No pillow this time.

He was thrown off for a second, then started kissing you back. You could feel the smiles creeping up on your faces. The kiss was slow and gentle. Taking all the breath out of you. When the need to breathe came back, you pulled away and grinned at him.

Resituating yourself you said, “Now fix my back Gary Unwin.”

“Anything for you love.”

My Fake Boyfriend Part 3

Summary: After receiving a very rude letter of your ex on the mail saying that he is going to get married. You see yourself not knowing what to do, you can just let it go or accept the help of your hot neighbor and pretend he is your boyfriend.

Paring: Bucky x Reader

Words: 1664

Warnings: Angst, fuffly

A/n: Thanks to @drinkfantasy for being my beta. You rock.

PART 1 PART 2 

credits to the gif owner

When you knock on the door all your family, literally all your family is there waiting for you. The first person you see is your oldest brother, he looks older since the last time you saw him and tired as well. 

Then you saw your parents, your father pulls you to a quick hug while your mother keeps you in her arms until she is sure that you are eating enough, drinking enough water and definitely okay in your city.

Your grandmother is the last one, she smiles bright at you and you swear that she doesn’t age. She is wearing a bright red dress and hands you a glass of wine “He is a much better choice than the last one, you did good, honey.” She raises her glass in a sign of approval, you hug her, you missed your family like crazy, but your grandmother was always the one that made that house feels like home, she was always the one who stayed by your side in fights.

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Art Lover.

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Black!Reader.

Warnings: SMUT. Oral sex (fr), unnprotected sex (that’s a bad idea, bitches), flirting, Bucky being super cute.

Word Count: 2195.

Rating: 18+

Masterlist.

Remember sunday? When I told y’ala write a reader insert with a Black!Reader? Well, welcome to the party! I want to thank everyone who read Muñeca. I wasn’t expecting people to like it that much. This is dedicated, again, to everyone who thinks this kind of fic is discriminatory towards white people, specially @papi-chulo-bucky​ anon.

I am the Queen of Salt.

Tagging: @sugardaddytonystark@sexylibrarian1@thecrownedrose @erisjade@bladebarnes@ryverpenrad @acunningstargazer@palaiasaurus64 @marveldcmistress@sebstanchrisevanchickforever19

Hope you enhoy this. I love you!


Bucky loved the peace and quiet of the Museum. Once he had been cleared to, at least, roam around the public areas of King T'Challas royal compound it had became one of his favorite places to go. No one payed any attention to him there or no one did, until the day she did.

He had heard her heels clicking on the marble floor first, determined and unwavering moving in his direction, until she stopped and cleared her throat, getting him to look at her. A small, pleasant smile etched on her face.

“Sergeant Barnes, is there something I can help you with?” Her voice is soft and clear, with a slightly raspy edge to it and he looks her up, taking in her appearance, her brown skin, dark eyes, her hair.
“Not really. I just like the quiet of here” Bucky smiles “And the art is real pretty too”
“Would you like to know about it?” She’s smiling at him, soft and sweet and Bucky reminds himself that it is part of her job and she probably doesn’t want to really do this. People normally stare at him or avoid him, he’s come to the conclusion that a 6'5" guy with a metal arm is not really an inviting sight.
“I’d love that sweetheart, but I don’t wanna impose on you” He gets up, ready to leave.
“You wouldn’t be imposing, Sergeant Barnes. Is my job and you seem genuinely interested in it” She takes a deep breath and Bucky’s eyes fall to her chest, the neckline of her dress is just low enough to show a tantalizing amount of her cleavage, without being unprofessional “Besides, I like talking about it and people keep telling me I have a nice voice”
“You do have a nice voice, doll” Bucky is surprised when she giggles.
“So is true. You really do the ‘doll’ thing” She laughs softly again and then takes another deep breath “I’m so sorry… Is just…” She trails off and then takes his right arm “You see… The girls? Oh, how they love that. They get all giggly when you call them that, I bet you were a hit back in the day with the ladies” she starts walking and Bucky is completely entranced by her and her voice and her energy.
“Most of them just seem scared of me. Or my arm. Or what people say about me”
“It is a bit intimidating, but that’s part of the attractive, too… I guess” She looks at him through the corner of her eye and see him smirking a little.
Bucky chuckles lowly and she joins him, her laugh is melodious and he finds he wants to hear more of it.

When they stop in front of big painting she launches into it, talking about the artist and her life and from what part of Wakanda she is, and why and how she started painting, and Bucky listens to her. It had been so long since something caught his attention in such a way, he’s sure it is in part because of what she is saying and in part because he is under her spell. No wonder people like hearing her talk about art. He’s already thinking about coming back the next day, so she can keep showing him around, but it is getting late and he needs to head back. He’s got an appointment with the technicians that oversee his arm and Steve has been a real pain in the ass lately.

The next day he’s there and so is she. She’s smiles at seeing Bucky in front of the big painting of the day before and approaches him with that confident stride of her.
“Sergeant Barnes” Just as the day before she takes his right arm “How are you today?”
“Please, doll… Call me James or Bucky, I haven’t been Sergeant Barnes for a long time”
“Ok, James. That is such a beautiful name. You look like a James” Her smile is more open today, not as professional as the day before and Bucky wants to ask her what does she mean when she says he looks like a James.
“C'mon, doll. Is not as beautiful as you” She tilts her down bashfully and her smile turns timid, the compliment came out of his mouth before he even thought about it, like a reflex or a memory from a long time ago. He likes it, it feels good having that part of himself back, even if it is for brief moments.

It becomes their thing, he goes into the Museum almost on daily basis and she meets him there, walking through it and talking about art. But soon enough the conversation starts to shift from the art to their lives, Bucky often says that whatever she wants to know is all over the internet and she insists that’s not true, he always tries to change the subject.

One day instead of taking his right arm, she absentmindedly takes his left, Bucky goes stiff for a moment, then notices how she is distractedly tracing the plates on his boinic forearm, she has gone silent, just looking at the arm and tracing her fingers softly on it. Bucky looks at her and she looks back at him, biting her lip bashfully.
“I’m so sorry, James. Is just… I had never seen your arm this close. Is beautiful”
Bucky smirks and looks at her “I wouldn’t describe it as beautiful, you know? But you don’t have to apologize”
“No” Taking a deep breath she starts talking again “I totally have to”
Bucky chuckles humorlessly and the takes her face in his hands “Doll, is ok. Look, this arm is really out there you know? Is not easy to ignore, yet you’ve only showed curiosity over it after we, pretty much, covered every single art piece in this museum. So it doesn’t really bother me” He smiles softly and this time it does show in his eyes “And I just ran out of excuses to spend more time with you and I really wanna spend more time with you”
“James” She whispers his name and Bucky looks around making sure there’s no one coming up or down the hall, then he dips his head down and kisses her softly on the lips. There’s a couple of seconds where she’s not really doing anything besides standing there, but when she does something is more than what Bucky was expecting.
“Oh, fuck it” She mutters against his lips and kisses him back, her right hand grabbing his left forearm and the other hand going around his waist, is not rushed or frantic, is deep and needy and when they pull back she’s panting softly, with a small smirk on her lips “I was wondering if you were ever going to do that”

The moment his doorbell rings Bucky runs to it, opens it and drags her in. Kissing her hungrily and unapologetically, before kicking the door shut.
“You hungry?” She just nods and kisses him again, her arms around his neck and she kicks her high heels off, standing on her tiptoes she tangles her hands in his hair and tugs, getting a moan out of him and she giggles.
“I knew it” The little, self satisfied smirk she’s wearing after discovering he likes to get his hair pulled, turns into surprise when Bucky pushes her against a wall and places his hands at either side of her head, capturing her lips agains. Then, when Bucky tries to pull back she pulls him back in, pushing on her tip toes again.
“Doll… I’m really trying to be a gentleman here” He smiles against her lips.
“But I don’t want you to be a gentleman right now” Her hands make their way under his shirt and she feels his muscles moving softly under her fingers.
“Are you sure, doll?” He pecks her lips and she chases after him, making Bucky chuckle.
“Yes, I’m positive” She’s not even finished talking when Bucky is already lifting her from the ground by the backs of her thighs, her arms securing themselves around his neck. Lips locked together.

Bucky throws her softly on the bed and she bounces on it, a peel of laughter escaping her at his actions, he takes his shirt off pulling by the back of his neck and watches as she launches into action, taking her jacket and dress off in rapid succession, the contrast between her dark skin and her pastel colored underwear is one of the most beautiful things Bucky has ever seen, he circles her waist with his metal arm and pulls her to him, his right hand grasping the back of her neck and kissing her again, his tongue slipping inside of her mouth when she sighs.
“You’re so beautiful” He’s got her face between his hands now “I’ve wanted you since the moment you walked up to me”
He pushes her back on the bed, until she’s laying on her back and Bucky takes the sides of her underwear, pulling it down her legs and taking them off. Bucky kisses her leg, starting at her ankle and going up, until he reaches the inside of her thigh and bites down on it, making her moan out loud.
“Do you like that, doll?” He does it again and her moan is louder “C'mon sweetheart, be a good girl and use your words”
“Ugh… Yes, James. I like it” He bites down again, on her other thigh, and she mewls, now Bucky’s the one sporting a self satisfied smirk on his face.
“I’m gonna make you feel so good, doll” He parts her lower lips and flicks his thumb over her clit and she squirms a little, Bucky throws his metal arm over her hips, keeping her down just before diving into her cunt and starting to suck and lick at her clit. He enters her with one long finger of his right hand, the sweetest sigh leaving her lips at his action. Bucky looks up to find her propped on her elbows, looking down at him with dark, wide eyes, he winks at her and she shakes her head. A broken moan is all she can mutters the moment he pushes a second finger in.
Bucky starts pumping his fingers, curling them up, until he finds her g-spot, watching as she lets herself fall back down on the bed, moaning his name until she comes, panting and trembling in his arms.

When she opens her eyes Bucky is by her side, smiling down at her and caressing her belly “Doll” She tangles her hands on his hair and kisses him again, hard and deep, swinging her leg up and over his hips, straddling him and grinding against his length “Stop teasing” She licks her lips and takes his cock in her hand, guiding it to her entrance and pushing down on him, taking deep breaths while she gets used to the feel of him.
Bucky grabs her hips, desperate to find something to anchor himself and not start fucking her at once. She starts rocking her hips softly, her hands on his chest and bites her plump bottom lip when Bucky’s right hand twitches on her hip, he growls at her, desperate for her to get a move on it. Little by little she starts to move faster and faster, a light sheen of sweat covers her skin, adding a soft shine to her soft body.
She leans down and kisses Bucky, moaning into the kiss and biting his lower lip, making him groan.
Then he grabs the back of her neck and there’s no letting her go back to her previous position, keeping her forehead to forehead with him.
“Fuck… Doll, you feel so good” Bucky turns them over and lays her on her back, pushing her hands over her head and keeping them pinned there with his right hand at the same time that he starts thrusting his hips fast and hard, he tried. God, he tried to take it slow, but he knows he can’t. The need is too strong for that and her face is scrunched up in pleasure. Bucky flicks her clit and she cries out his name, her hips bucking desperately from the bed. He’s so close he can taste it but needs her to come first, he wants to see her once more. So gets to it, really gets to it, giving her clit small pinches and flicking it over and over again until she screams his name, hips bucking and legs trembling, tears forming in the corner of her eyes.
Is just in that moment that James lets himself go, coming with his face buried in her neck, teeth biting down on her shoulder, hard enough to leave teeth shaped bruises.
He stays on top of her a few moments, before rolling over and pulling her to his side, kissing her forehead.
“Doll… I had invited you to dinner” His laugh sounds sincere, even to himself.
“We can still eat. But you have bring the food here, because I don’t think I can walk right now”

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