Bucking Hips (1/2) NSFW
Word Count: 1985
Warnings: Cursing, Smut… Rather Rough
Pairings: Bucky x Reader
Type: Crack, Smut
Note: Not requested… It’s very very NSFW… it’s the second part, reblog or message me @arfrona or send me an ask if you want part 2…
“-Who is the Winter Soldier? Is he some hot male model in his spare time-”
Steve snorts, trying to hide a laugh.
“-Winter Soldier spotted in five separate locations scattered about the city-”
“-Terrorists attack city hall, speculations about the Winter Soldier’s involvement-”
“-So no one told you life was gonna be this wayyyy-”
Natasha walks by and claps rhythmically before leaving for the kitchen.
“-Spiderman, Spiderman, Does whatever a spider can. Spins a web, any size, Catches thieves just like flies,
Peter, who was sitting with us promptly, muttering: “I fucking hate this song.”
“-I love you, you love me, we’re a happy family-”
“What the fuck? I didn’t know they still ran reruns of that show,” Tony says, right next to my ear.
I jump about 10 feet into the air.
“JESUS FUCK TONY DON’T CREEP UP ON ME LIKE THAT YOU KNOW HOW EASILY I AM STARTLED”
“Worth it!~” he calls in a singsongy voice as he stalks over to the bar.
“Asshat,” I call back.
“That’s my name, don’t wear it out!” he calls before downing a shot and walking out.
For the past hour, I have watched my boyfriend flick through channel after channel, mindlessly viewing random episodes and the news while the Avengers walk in and out of the living room. Some staying for a few minutes but getting tired of Bucky’s constant changing of channels.
I was getting tired of Bucky’s lack of attention.
A few hours ago, I came back from a hard mission and wanted a little affection. I curl up closer to him and poke him gently on his side just as he changes another channel.
I groan dramatically to get his attention, failing once again.
I stand up in front of him and block his view of the screen, he simply moves his head to the side and watches the show playing behind me instead.
I threw my hands up in aggravation and go up stairs to my bedroom to change.
A few minutes later, I walk back down and lean against the door of the living room wearing a silk silver robe. I stand there watching Bucky now captivated by a sit-com and hoping I could get his attention and lead him to the bedroom.
“F.R.I.D.A.Y. can you please close all the doors of this room and not let anyone in, as well as turn off security cameras?” I ask.
“As you wish, Miss Y/L/N.”
Instantly, the doors sweep shut and all the locks click. The cameras power down and their red lights turn off. The lights start to dim and I snap my fingers, making candles appear around the room. I snap my fingers again, making a four poster bed appear against the far wall. A third snap, and ropes appear to tie Bucky up. I hear a muffled cry and see Bucky struggling against the restraints on his arms and legs, tying him to four posts of the bed. Bucky turns to me with a frightened look on his face and says,
“Y/N, what the fuck is going on?”
I feel a dark look fall over my face as I turn around.
“Oh Bucky, we’re going to have a little fun.”
“You haven’t been paying attention to me all day, just watching that damn television!” I say, pointing at it while glaring at him.
Bucky rolls his eyes and groans exhaustedly,
“Is that really what this is all about?”
I nod and the fucking prick smirks. Something in me snaps. A quick thought and the TV explodes in a shower of sparks. The smug look on his face drops and he stares at me like I just murdered Steve.
“Y- You- You killed B-B-Ben. How c-could you d-do that?” his voice cracking slightly.
“YOU NAMED THE FUCKING TELEVISION?” I scream at him, confident that F.R.I.D.A.Y. would keep the room soundproofed.
He flinches and shifts in his ropes uncomfortably.
“You have invested more emotional attachment in an inanimate object- No offense, F.R.I.D.A.Y., I love you to bits-”
“None taken, Y/N,” her smooth Irish voice responds.
“-than our relationship.”
Bucky sighs and looks dejected.
“To be honest, I’m just really bored of-”
“Oh you’re bored of me now are you?”
“That’s not what I-”
I shake my head and snap my fingers so that a ball gag is in his mouth.
“You want exciting? I’ll give you exciting,” I say while snapping my fingers and making his shirt disappear.
“But you’re not getting any release tonight.”
He whimpers and I know that a devious twinkle flashed in my eyes.
I scrunch my nose in annoyance and turn around so my back faces Bucky. I untie the rope on my robe and shrug the silky garment off my shoulders, revealing the lace undies I had changed into. Checking myself out in a mirror I conjured, I decide it isn’t provocative enough. I snap my fingers and change into a black corset and garters, keeping the lacy thong I have on.
I bend over slowly to pick up my robe from the floor, seeing Bucky checking out the great view of my ass that I’m giving him in the mirror. I put the robe on the coat hanger in the corner.
I walk over to a side of the room and pull a chair to the base of the bed and I sit down with my back on one side of the arm and my legs draped over the other. I flick my wrists upwards and a dildo appears in my hands and I look over at Bucky, smirking.
He glares harshly at me, fighting the restraints on his wrists and ankles.
I lick the dildo from base to tip and back down again. I can see his little soldier trying to escape his pants, so I decide to free it. With a snap of my fingers, the rest of his clothes disappear.
I openly stare at his member and smirk a little before continuing to lick the dildo. With a cheeky grin, I make the dildo just slightly longer than his member. I kiss the tip and begin sucking on it. I maintain eye contact with his slowly growing erection and start to deep throat the toy. I close my eyes and moan a little, hearing Bucky’s grunts and shouts of protest through the gag.
Without opening my eyes, I leave the dildo in my mouth and unhooking the garters and taking off my panties before rehooking the gaters.
I open my eyes and look at Bucky’s while taking out the dildo slowly and tracing it down my body before using the tip of it to rub small circles around my clit. I make it vibrate. Loudly. I moan and my hips squirm a little, moving around the vibrator.
I rub the dildo up and down my slit slowly before angling it just right and slamming it all the way in.
I moan loudly and squeeze my eyes shut. I mentally make the dildo vibrate a bit more intensely. I moan as I start to move the toy in and out slowly. I lean back into chair’s arm and curl my toes as I move faster. I look over at Bucky and moan at the sight. He was sweating just watching me, his boner at full attention and his eyes pleading. I shake my head no and he glares at me, fighting against my restraints harder. I make the bonds tighter so he couldn’t trash around.
Having the power to warp reality is amazing.
I stop moving the dildo with my hands and move it with my mind instead, varying the speed. With my right hand, I rub my clit in small, quick circles and I use my left to gently massage my nipple.
I groan loudly as I start to get closer and closer to my orgasm. I add more pressure onto my clit and my back starts to rise off the chair’s arm.
I hear Bucky practically screaming into his gag and tugging harshly at the restraints.
I ignore him as I move the dildo faster before orgasming hard, clutching the cushion of the chair and silently screaming.
I let the dildo move at a slower pace as I ride out my orgasm. I take out the dildo with my hands and lift it to eye level and start to suck it clean, staring into Bucky’s eyes while doing so.
He’s so frustrated.
His eyes are filled with lust. There’s drool all around the gag and precum is oozing from his dick.
“Okay baby. Maybe I’ll play with you now.”
“Mmph! Mmphmmm!” he cries from the bed.
I flick my wrists and my toy disappears, as well as my clothes.
I walk over to him and get to eye level with his cock. I smile and lick his balls gently. He immediately goes wild, tugging on the ropes so hard, the rope burn is visible. I lick along his base and up to his tip before returning down. I repeated this a few more times before swirling my tongue around his tip.
I wink at him before covering his tip with my mouth and sucking it gently. He stops trashing and resisting and begins to whimper softly underneath the gag. I continue sucking and looking up at Bucky’s icey blue eyes before he closed his eyes shut and rolls his head back as I suck harder.
After a few more moments of light moans from Bucky behind his gag, I stop sucking and pull back, leaving him without a touch.
He cries out from under the gag, what sounds like a plea.
“What do you want Bucky?” I ask, drawing out some of my words, chuckling a little.
Not gonna lie, seeing him begging for me turned me on.
I sit back onto the balls of my feet and spread my legs and rub my clit gently. Moan softly before asking,
“What was that, Bucky?”
I snap my fingers and the gag disappears for him to answer.
That’s all I needed to hear.
I flick my wrist again and the gag reappears on him and I lay on my stomach in between his legs. I lick a vein on his throbbing cock before sucking on the tip and slowly taking an inch of him into my mouth.
I slowly bob my head up and down a few inches at a time while he moans and shakes slightly. I then pull him out of my mouth, he looks down at me pleadingly and I lick up the saliva trail before winking at him. “Prsh!”
I laugh a little and lean back up and hover my mouth over his tip. He tries to buck his hips up, but instead I cover his tip with my mouth and deepthroat him immediately.
He lets out a loud moan and I cover my teeth with my lips before biting down, making the fit extremely tight for him.
His head rolls back as he moans and clutches the sheets tightly. I pull him out a bit and sucked on his tip while looking at the view in front of me.
I wave my hand and the gag disappears.
“You wanna cum, baby?” I say as I give him light kitten licks up and down his shaft.
He nods furiously and I frown, pulling back.
“That’s not an answer…”
“Yes! (Y/N)! Yes, I want to cum, please don’t stop!”
“Hmm,” I tap my chin as though I was thinking about it.
I stop everything and lift off him.
“Now you’re all excited, but I’m not having much fun. We can’t have that, now can we?”
This is part 1.. Part 2 is very… rough… Message me @arfrona, send me an ask, or reblog if you want to be tagged in part 2…