A Bucky Barnes One-Shot
Character Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Word Count: 1633
Warnings: NSFW, 18+ Smut, Language, thigh riding, sex and mentions of the thighs of betrayal.
A/N: This is for @emilyevanston‘s Kate’s Cards Against Humanity Writing Challenge! Congrats on 1 year and 2k followers my dear!
Prompt: Powerful Thighs
“Cause of death,” you whispered to Natasha, making her snort.
You took another bite of your cereal and watched Bucky walk over to the refrigerator. He opened the door and reached in, grabbing a water. You and Nat both barely held in groans when he tipped it back and took long pulls from the bottle, the muscles in his throat working vigorously.
He had been down in the gym with Steve. He hadn’t hit the shower yet so his chest was gloriously bare, sweat still clinging to his skin. The gray gym shorts he was wearing were hanging low on his hips, a peak of his black underwear visible. The sweat on his legs were making his shorts stick to his thighs.
That is the cause of death you had been referring to.
When you had entered the gym a half an hour ago to retrieve your hairbrush that you left in the shower room, Bucky had been doing squats. You had frozen in place as you watched the muscles in his back bunch with every movement. His shorts had stretched tight across his firm ass and had ridden halfway up his thighs. The muscles were straining as he bent deep, the weights on the barbell across his shoulders staying parallel.