Warnings: Smut. Lots of it. Plus language.
Pairing:Bucky x Reader
A/N: While I’m finishing a Bucky x Reader in my requests, I figured I’d post this one shot by @madithecatfishYour name: submit What is this?
They were already tangled in a compromising position. Her legs straddled his hips and his hands were already up her shirt undoing her bra. Her hands had a tight grip on his face, leading his lips to hers. She would grind her hips into his every once in a while, eliciting a groan from her boyfriend. They’d swallow each other’s breathy moans and gasps from small jolts of pleasure.
It wasn’t unlikely that they would end up in this position. Bucky and Y/N’s week had been filled with constant teasing. Watching Bucky work out at the gym for five days straight; Y/N trying on swimsuit after swimsuit to get ready for their summer vacation; Bucky staying the night over her apartment and only wearing sweatpants while she would wear his shirts; making him breakfast in the morning. The sexual build-up was intense, and so was tonight’s.
Tonight’s sexual tension was fervent. It was just supposed to be a movie night at her place. A nice movie, popcorn, cuddling, just the basics. But the movie ended up being much more sensual than they thought it would. The sexy scenes led to light caresses and kisses between the two. Buck trailed his fingers lightly along her thighs and make feather-like strokes along her tummy. Y/N would run her fingertips across his biceps and forearms. She had been ‘readjusting’ her legs in between his. It was only a matter of time before they gave into each other.
“Buck, when was the last time we had sex?” She ghosted her lips over his jaw. She was ready to have him all over her. In back of her while she was on all fours, or all sweaty on top of her as he thrusted in and out of her. The specifics didn’t matter, but her imagination was running wild.
Bucky was having the same ordeal. He could picture Y/N’s low, lascivious eyes staring back at him as she sucked him of. He could just hear her panting his name like a mantra as he pounded into her. His lips making marks all over her body. The difference between the two of them was that Bucky could keep his composure about it all; Y/N was just a horny mess.
He dismissed her question entirely as he proceeded to move them into the bedroom. He held Y/N by her thighs as he lifted the pair from the couch. She wrapped her legs around his waist tightly and began her assault on his neck. She kissed right above his adam’s apple, sucking a hickey onto him. He carried them to the bedroom.
He laid her down on the bed gently, slowly climbing on top of her. They shared a small look before locking their lips together. Bucky always thought that their lips were like puzzle pieces. They just fit so well together. Their tongues tousled with each other once they united. Y/N was more zealous and frenzied with her movements, running her hands through his hair and tugging the locks caught in between her fingers, while Bucky was softer with his. His one hand caressed her waist while the other supported himself above her.
They broke away from each other, but not before Y/N lightly bit at his bottom lip. She broke into an avid smile, “Obviously we have two different agendas here.”
Bucky circled his thumb around her hip, “You want it hot and heavy…”
“And you want it slow,” Y/N ran her hand through her hair. Truthfully, she couldn’t care less how they did it. She just wanted to be done, and done well. “So how about Rock Paper Scissors?”
Bucky rolled his eyes, but stood on his knees anyway and held out his hand. Y/N propped herself up with an arm and held out her hand in a fist.
“Alright, ready?” Bucky asked. She nodded in response.
Together, they both counted down to one. Of course Bucky got the upper hand, no pun intended. He managed to pull paper while his partner in crime threw out rock.
“Fuck me,” she scolded herself. She always won the game until now. And how ironic that she’d lose now of all times.
“Don’t worry about it, Babe. I’m going to anyway,” He said with a smirk.
Y/N brought herself back down to the bed, bringing Bucky with her by her hold on his neck. “Ha ha, so clever.” She brought their lips together in a heady kiss. She licked his bottom lip for entrance. When he granted it, they went the full nine yards. Their kisses were sweet and passionate. They both took to running their fingers through each other’s hair until they drifted elsewhere.
Y/N’s hands braced Bucky’s upper arms. She loved how big his biceps were. Those alone made her think impure thoughts. Well, those and his thighs. And the contrast between the metal and flesh still impressed her to this day. So much about him made her crazy. She never thought she’d end up with a guy like Bucky, but she was glad to have him.
Bucky loved every part of her body. Her chest and hips, legs and beautiful skin. Not to mention her ass. That was something he never got to see in the 40’s. He thought she was just gorgeous and always tried to touch her in some way. He stroked her sides and fondled her breasts under his shirt. His hands moved down to her hips, touching the exposed skin on top of her underwear. They ghosted over the lining, silently asking for permission. Y/N pulled her mouth away from his.
“Really Buck,” Y/N panted, completely out of breath, “you don’t even need to ask.” She lifted her hips and reached her arms down to wiggle them off. She got them to her knees when Bucky pulled them the rest of the way down, throwing them to the side of the bed. She pulled his shirt over her head and threw her bra off of her arms, throwing them in the same direction.
Bucky made a beeline down her body, going straight to where she needed him to be. Y/N was already wet from being on top of him in the living room, so this just did her no justice. She was probably glistening with arousal by now. She was comfortable with Bucky, though. They had done everything under God’s green earth together, so she definitely had nothing to hide from him or be embarrassed of.
He took hold of her calf and threw it over his shoulder. He knew she got more pleasure that way, and gave him a much better angle to work with. She was completely exposed to him, and could see how ready she was. Her lips were spread, giving him a good view of her enlarged and pulsing clit. He moved his head closer to it, ready to make her scream.
He kissed the inside of her thighs before going straight in. Y/N could feel his lips and eyelashes flutter against her skin. It all flushed when she felt him lick straight up her mound. The coldness of his tongue on her made her jump.
“Sweet Jesus, Buck,” Y/N huffed. She could feel him kiss her thigh again with another grin apparent. He takes his time getting back into it afterwards. First, blowing faintly onto her sex. Then quaint kisses everywhere she didn’t need him. He wanted to give her everything, and he would, but some teasing still had to be done. She bucked her hips up in annoyance. This always happened. He was so willing to give, but he still wanted her to beg. What an asshole.
“Please, Baby, can we not draw this out? I’m so ready for you,” she puffed out a not-so-phony plea. She was too proud to beg, or to ever actually admit that she was, anyway.
Bucky finally brought his lips to her clit. He pressed them to her spot softly before swirling his tongue around it. His mouth added to her desire to have him inside her, but this was just as great.
She gripped his wrists while he ate her out. Her legs shook as they wrapped themselves around his head. She made sure not to hug them too tight so she’d hurt him. Instead, she’d relish in the pleasure from his mouth. Something about tonight just made everything more intense and extraordinary.
His tongue licked right on her clit, flicking it back and forth. He’d alternate between licking and sucking the whole of her into his mouth. Jolts of pleasure shot right up to her core with each suckle. Y/N did like when Bucky got rough, but she loved when he took his time on her.
Her hips bucked up, trying to get even closer to him. She could feel a smirk come from his mouth before he continued his work on her sweet spot. Any other time, she’d hold back to keep him from getting any satisfaction, but a breathy moan escaped her lips.
He glared from between her legs ups to her. He hoped to catch her eyes, but only saw her rising chest. He was doing his job, alright, and pretty damn good as far as he could tell. His hands rubbed at her thighs and moved up to her hips and stomach for a tight hold. After a while, he came up from between her legs and used his flesh hand to play with her clit, “Are you close?”
Y/N couldn’t speak. She was too enthralled in the satisfaction she was receiving at this point to actually make any noise. She just nodded and hummed, “Umhm.” His head returned to in between her legs, working to finish her off. He switched between kisses, swirling his tongue, and licking all of her. She wasn’t a huge fan of fingering, so he never even bothered. Y/N’s back arched every step of the way to her orgasm.
It hit her hard, shaking her entire body. It was almost violent. All of her limbs spasmed as she went into an entire state of bliss. Her fingers found their way to the back of his head, gripping the locks she could actually grab onto. Her cries of his name could probably be heard outside, maybe even down a few blocks, but she didn’t care. He continued to lap at her as she came, trying to savor all of her. Her needs were definitely met, and some of Bucky’s.
Once she came back to Earth, she took a minute to recollect herself. She wrung out her hands and counted back from ten. She was interrupted at six.
“Are you okay?” Bucky had moved from below her to beside her on the empty side of the bed, removing the sweaty hair from her head. Y/N turned her head to face him, only to give him a kiss on the lips. Or at least try. It landed on the corner of his mouth, but he still appreciated her sentiment.
“I’m recovering,” she panted. Bucky chuckled at his lover as she could only pull breathy giggles.
“I thought you might’ve blacked out.”
Y/N rolled onto her complete side and propped her head up on her fist, “Don’t give yourself that much adulation, although you were particularly amazing this time around.” Her other arm reached up to play with an unruly strand of his own that stuck out to her.
“You know, you did this. My sex hair.”
“Oh hush, it doesn’t even look that bad.” Just then, Y/N felt another flare spark inside of her, “But I can make it real sex hair if you want.”
She sat up from her previous position on the bed, and faces her boyfriend. She sat on her calves with her hands on her knees, expectantly.
“Take off the pants, Sergeant.”
A smile came across his face as he slipped off his pants. He wasn’t wearing boxers underneath, of course. And that led to Y/N’s ‘ah-ha’ moment.** **
“I knew you were free-balling. I saw your dick-print while we were watching the movie. And your boner as clear as day,” Y/N said while moving on top of him. She placed her legs on either side of him while his back was against the headboard, just like in the living room.
“Which led us here, so you’re welcome, Champ,” Bucky says while lightly slapping her thigh. Y/N slapped him on his metal shoulder in response. They both knew that she just hurt the living daylights out of her hand, but neither of them could really focus on anything other than sex. Bucky was absolutely ready to have her on top of him, and Y/N’s blinding libedo had started right back up again.
His cock was at full attention, and certainly caught Y/N’s. She reached down between them and grasped him lightly. She began to move her hand up and down to warm him up. As some pre-cum started to drip from the slit of his penis, she took her thumb and swirled it around the head. Bucky watched through it all, suppressing the urge to groan. Y/N knew exactly how he ticked. What he liked.
“Are you ready?” Bucky’s eyes looked up to meet Y/N’s, this time successfully. He was right about the lascivious look in her eyes, but there was also the same look he saw in her day to day. He saw the readiness to please him. He saw that beneath the lusty exterior. She always wanted to in some way or another. He nodded his head at her, moving his hand to stroke her waist. He’d be gripping it later, for sure.
Y/N finished swirling her thumb around the tip and hovered her body on top of his. She led his erection to her core, finally ready to get down to business. Some excitement stirred in the both of them as she began to sink down onto him.
When she pushed all of the way down, he filled her completely. They both groaned at the sensation; Bucky feeling her walls around him and Y/N feeling all of him in her at once. She felt very stretched out and somewhat uncomfortable. She should have paced herself. She thought about that somewhere in the back of her mind, but she was more dedicated to finishing Bucky off than anything. She knew the feeling would pass, and Bucky deserved it.
She grabbed his face by the jaw and tilted his head towards her. She looked into his eyes as she started grinding her hips down onto his. Bucky let out a whimper as she ground her hips particularly rough against his own. Both of his hands reached for her waist, hoping to assist her if she ever needed it. She never really did.
She kept moving at the pace he had set in the beginning. She rocked against him nice and slow. They stared into each other’s eyes the whole time until Y/N placed her hand on the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. Bucky bent his legs up, touching Y/N’s backside. He thrusted his hips up in syncopation with her own. Y/N couldn’t help but whimper against his lips at the feeling of him moving inside of her.
They both felt amazing. Bucky watched Y/N move on top of him in awe. Her skin glistened with a small sheen of sweat as her body twisted in intricate ways above him. She still managed to make eye-contact with him, grinning in the process. Everything about her was screaming sex. Her sexy and wanton façade would break whenever she’d release a moan, looking blissful and delicate.
Whenever Y/N would moan, Bucky would let out a groan of his own. Sometimes they’d be of her name. Her moans always set off a fire inside him, and this time made him thrust up higher and harder into her. She became a lot more vocal and increased their pace. Not by so much, but much faster than when they started. They also got more handsy. Bucky’s grip went from her waist, to her hips, to her thighs, to her back, and somewhere along the line to her neck. Y/N was grasping at Bucky for dear life. Wherever she could reach, she’d grab.
“Buck, I-I’m close.”
Y/N tensed as she felt her climax approaching. The pleasure was becoming way too much for her to take. Bucky was close, too. He nodded in response and pulled her closer, ready for the grand finale. He brought his head to her collarbones, kissing each of them. He hurried his thrusts, ready to finish the both of them off.
Y/N had finally reached her peak, sending her into another climax. This time, it was even more intense. Her the whole of her body trembled vigorously on top of his. She clutched him close to her to keep her grounded. She was sure some tears dropped from her eyes. She couldn’t help but let out a loud, sensuous mantra of his name. And not just Bucky, but James.
Once he heard James, it was all over for him. His breath hitched in the back of his throat. His fingertips dig into her sides as he held her down her hips. They definitely left dark marks afterwards. He emptied himself out into her as he felt her contract around him. He pressed his lips to her neck, and whispered her name and multiple obscenities.
They took their time coming out of their post-sex hazes. Y/N rolled off of Bucky onto the other side of the bed. She felt ethereal, practically floating on air. Bucky was totally fulfilled and tuckered out. His head leant back to hit the headboard. He genuinely didn’t feel the strength to move. She turned to face him again.
“So, how was I?” Y/N gathered her hair up, still feeling on top of the world. Her eyes scanned Bucky’s being. His skin was veiled in sweat and his breathing was heavy. His chest heaved up and down sizably. If he actually had the body to match his age, Y/N would’ve been really worried.
His head shifted to the side to see her. His eyes were now low and weary. He could only grin and give her a slight thumbs up. He let out a huff of air as he turned his head back. Y/N let out a giggle.
“You need help moving, Oldie?”
Unmoving, he muttered a simple “Nope.”
Y/N snuggled herself into Bucky’s side, pulling their throw blanket on top of their naked bodies.
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you’re about to pass out.” They both shared a look, Bucky’s of faux-annoyance and Y/N’s of amusement. Either way, they both shared happy thoughts as they finished off the night together drifting off to sleep.