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Killing Time [pt.1]

Bodyguard!James 'Bucky' Barnes x fem!reader

Summary: You are the daughter of an underground kingpin, held prisoner in your own home for your protection and only being allowed out when it suits your father's agenda. Things finally start to change for the better when you get a new bodyguard. Series Warnings: 18+ only, there will be smut, violence, alcohol and illegal activities throughout, individual chapters will have warnings. WC: 2686

This is completely AU, Sam Wilson is your head of security and best friend. Helmut Zemo is unfortunately your husband from a failed alliance your father set up. Bucky is the forbidden love interest.

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Knock, knock. You placed the book you were engrossed in face down on the table beside you. You moved the mug of hot chocolate further away from the novel then stood to open the door. A handsome man in an elegant black suit stood with his hands behind his back. It was hard to tear your eyes away from the intense ice blue ones that stared back at you and you could see him run his eyes over your body, making you feel self conscious.

You hadn't been expecting anyone this evening so you were in comfortably loose sweatpants and a singlet. Nervous beneath his scrutiny you crossed your arms over your chest and stood up a little straighter. You looked down the hall and saw your regular guard standing to the side watching the exchange with a small smile and a nod that it was alright.

"Can I help you with something?" You asked the man.

"My name is James. Your father hired me to be your personal bodyguard." He had a very slight accent but you couldn't place exactly where. You would hazard a guess that he had been living here for many years to have lost most of the lilt.

"As nice as it is to meet you James, I am in no need of a guard. As you can see, this prison has an over abundance of armed men." You started to close the door but his boot blocked it and you raised your eyebrow to him but he still did not remove it. Losing patience, you stomped on the wayward appendage and, when he pulled back in pain, slammed the door closed.

Flopping back down on the over padded chaise you grabbed your phone and fired your father a rather brutal message.

Dad: Unless you plan on letting me leave, I don't need any more guards. Just leave me the fuck alone.

You didn't expect a reply. He never did but you did see the sent change to read, at least he opened the message. You tossed the phone down beside you and gathered the worn book to try and get back into the story.

The thought of the piercing blue eyes distracted you and you couldn't concentrate on the mystery thriller anymore. Slamming it closed, you walked to the bookshelf it came from and slid it back into its rightful place. Picking up the remote next, you pointed it to the gas fireplace and turned it off. The warmth in the library dipped quickly as you tidied up after yourself and turned the lights off before opening the door. You found yourself facing the back of James' suit and luckily for him the man moved to the side before you could ask him.

Padding your way through the quiet mansion, you made your way downstairs to the main living area and kitchen. You grabbed two tumblers and the open bottle of vodka from the freezer drawer. You slid one glass across the marble countertop towards James and he didn't say anything as he lifted the glass to his lips. You watched as he pulled a face as he swallowed the fiery jet fuel.

"So you're not Russian. Where are you from?" You asked as he placed the empty glass back down.

He frowned at your question. "Why can't I be from Russia?"

You laughed as you poured yourself another glass. "They drink vodka like water. You don't. So?"

"Born in Romania but my family moved here when I was 10."

You watched the way the man held himself, his perfect posture. He had to be like most of the men your father employed, ex military. You wondered what the man would be like when he loosened up. He had his dark hair pulled back into a tidy low ponytail but you could imagine how it would frame his face if it was allowed to hang free. You tilted your head as you pictured him more relaxed and knew he would be devastatingly handsome. He already looked good now, just too stiff.

You both turned your heads as the front door opened and James’ hand went to his holster until he saw it was your head of security, Sam. Your father seemed to enjoy torturing you by surrounding you with handsome men, with the notion of a painful death to anyone that touched you. Sam was no exception, he was just as fit as the next guard but he had instantly fallen into the friend zone. You both looked at James, amused.

"If someone made it this far into the property, you are probably already screwed." You laughed at Sam's statement because it was true. The property was fully fenced and patrolled by guards and dogs 24/7. You were fucked of someone made it through all that to get in the house.

You grabbed another glass and refilled all the empties with more vodka. Giving Sam his and carrying the bottle, you walked into the lounge and sat on the large plush suite. You laid your head on Sam's lap and he rested his free arm along your side. He had been head of security for the last 5 years but before that he was your brother's bodyguard. He had also been your brother's best friend and when he died, well, somehow the two of you bonded.

You could see judgement in James’ eyes. To everyone else, it looked like Sam was sleeping with the boss's daughter but you weren't, he was just your best friend. He was there for you at the worst time in your life, your mother and father were too busy dealing with the loss of their son they forgot that you had lost your big brother. Now the two of you looked after each other.

"Have you eaten?" You asked Sam as you rolled to look up at him and he shook his head. He was always so busy making sure you and your family were protected that he didn't take the best care of himself. You stood up, feeling the effects of the alcohol on your empty stomach, and collected the empty glasses, putting them in the dishwasher before prepping some dinner.

You made a large serving of creamy chicken penne pasta since you knew Sam would be hungry but didn't know if James would join so you made sure there was enough. You opened the wine fridge and looked along the shelves for the right pairing, deciding on a Chardonnay. You opened it and set it on the island before grabbing three wine stems and yelled to the men that dinner was ready. Turning around you jumped when you found James was already behind you.

"Jesus Christ, remember to buy him a collared bell." You said quietly to yourself but he must have heard as he smirked. You were right, he would be drop dead gorgeous if you could remove the stiff facade, just the smirk alone was able to send butterflies flapping in your stomach.

"Isn't there staff to cook for you?" He asked curiously and you went to open your mouth but Sam beat you to it.

"Sure, she's just too picky. Everything has to be done her way, right?" You squinted your eyes at your friend and threw a piece of pasta at him but the little shit caught it in his mouth and winked back.

"I am not picky, I just don't see why someone else has to do what I can already do. Like you," you pointed at James, "I don't see why I need a personal bodyguard when I can defend myself and I never leave this prison anyway."

The man shrugged insincerely and took a mouthful instead of rebutting. He was paid to guard you, not argue. Sam spent most of the meal talking to James, since they would be working closest with each other it was probably a good thing they got along. You couldn't help feeling a bit left out and jealous that Sam's attention had been stolen. You knew it wasn't like you were going to lose your best friend but the stupid little voice in your head started whispering anyway. After the meal was finished you cleaned the kitchen and James helped since: quote 'the cook shouldn't clean.' You were used to it but it was nice to have some help.

"Are you working tonight?" Sam asked as he popped back into the kitchen and had his phone covered and you looked at the time, 8pm.

"I haven't checked yet. Why?" You asked him but he had already walked away with the phone back to his ear.

"Where do you work?" James asked as he leant against the marble countertop.

"Here. I never leave, remember. I'm a cyber security analyst, for the most part. On the books, people pay me to test their companies security for weaknesses and off the books, people pay me to hack other companies for information or whatever."

Your father in particular made regular use of your skills but he was still the worst criminal by far. James looked impressed and you had to admit it made you feel a bit prouder about yourself.

"Go change, we are going out."

You looked wide eyed at Sam, sure that you had heard him wrong, you hadn't left the compound in almost 6 months. Joy flooded your system and you ran into his arms laughing before running up the stairs towards your room. You skidded to a halt before turning and running back.

"Uh where are we going? What's the dress code?" You didn't want to make an ass of yourself showing up looking out of place, wherever it was you were going.

"Casino. Classy."

He didn't even look up from his phone as he answered so you went back up the stairs. You had mentally walked through all of your outfits before you even got to your room. You knew exactly what you were going to wear, you just had to find it along the long shelves that were full of outfits. You skimmed your hand along each outfit that was wrapped in a garment bag until you found the one.

You quickly changed out of your sweats and into the cocktail dress that hugged your frame, accentuating all your assets. You still had foundation on from the day so you just added some eyeliner and mascara before grabbing a clutch for your phone, ID and credit cards. Lastly, you slipped on a pair of comfortable heels and you were set to go.

"Ready! Let's go!" You could hardly wait, as you were sure they could see.

You watched as James’ eyes ran over your body and felt a flush follow so you looked down at the stairs you didn’t want to trip on. The entire descent was you fighting the urge to look at him and the time you did you found his eyes still very much fixated on you.

"You look stunning, y/n."

You smiled at Sam and his complement as he offered his hand as opened the front door. At the bottom of the steps was one of your father's drivers, Lincoln. He was ancient and you still didn't know how he had a licence at his age. He had been in the family since before you were born, and possibly before your father was too. Ancient.

You wondered what the ploy was tonight. Sam could have driven you in the Escalade but instead you had Lincoln driving the Rolls Royce. Trying not to let the mystery ruin your night you focused on walking in heels. Sam hopped in the front while James opened the door and offered his hand which you took. You couldn't help but notice how good his hands felt and the warmth that ran up your arm. You felt the absence as soon as he removed his hand and had to consciously stop the pout from appearing on your lips.

It only took 30 minutes to drive from your estate to the casino you were going to. The car came to a stop in front of Circus Circus and Sam hopped out first followed by James. You stayed in your seat, there were a hundred options of casinos so why did they take you  here?

"Get out." You shook your head like a spoiled child but you could see Sam was not finding it amusing. "We need your help so please get out of the car."

You slid out from the seat and closed the door loudly.  "I am not responsible for my actions tonight from here. Got it?"

He nodded to you, accepting that much at least. You held out your hand and he placed a thin ThinkPad in your hand. You quickly found the IP of the CCTV for the casino and used a backdoor command line of code to circulate footage from an hour ago. "We are good to go. Yay." You handed the ThinkPad back to Sam with your sarcasm. "You need to take the suit jackets off if you two want to blend in."

They both removed them and put them back in the car before you reached up to James’ collar and unbuttoned the top two buttons before making your way to the front door. When you got inside you made a beeline to the first bar and ordered three shots of tequila before downing them in quick succession. With your nerves settled you ordered a Long Island to take with you to the tables. You needed to be drunk to face what was coming, Sam and James would have to look after you when it got messy.

You led the way to the high rollers lounge and sat in the middle seat of a 21 table. A stack of chips were placed in front of you and the games began. You’d always had a thing for numbers, they came easily to you and were definitive. There was no interpretation like literature, one plus one equals two. You chose to go take maths a step further and count cards so as the dealer dealt the cards you started a running count. When the favour started to build your way you upped the bets and started winning big.

About 30 minutes into playing you saw the floor manager make his way through the crowd. That was your queue to go and Sam started packing the chips into trays and headed to the cashiers. You, however, kept $50,000 and continued to play until you felt the man take the seat beside you with a scowl on his face.

"I'm going to need you to come upstairs please, ma’am."

You raised your eyebrow at the man and rested your face on your palm. “Now, why would I do that? I am comfortable here, thank you. Zemo is more than welcome to come down here if he wants to talk." You patted his shoulder mockingly and the manager quietly made his way back to the doors to the operations rooms.

"Do you think he will come?" You asked Sam when he came back with a bag of money and you packed up the remaining chips to put them in the bag too before heading to the bar.

"He doesn't have a choice. He owes restitution and he knows what happens if he doesn't pay."

You saw James’ confused look but he didn't pry into what you were talking about as Sam handed you the ThinkPad and you ordered another Long Island iced tea. You logged into the device you had slipped into the manager's pocket and placed your airpod in your ear.

“Sir there is a woman in the high rollers that I'm sure was card counting.”

“And..?” Your lip curled at Zemo’s voice. “Why are you bothering me about it, that’s your job.”

“Well she said if you wanted to talk you should go to her.”

You could picture him already, running to the monitors and looking over the footage so you looked at the closet camera and blew a kiss at it.

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Ok ok so.

Spencer x male reader where the reader has been working at the BAU for at least a year, maybe a little while longer. But! He has 2 full sleeve tattoos, and none of the team knows about it. Because he is always wearing suits or shirts that cover them well. (Also he has other tattoos but the focus of this idea was the sleeves.) And the reader is pretty buff in my mind but doesn’t have to be.

One night after a case they go to their local bar(O’Keefs? I could be so wrong). And the reader has gone home and is wearing a t-shirt under a jacket so when he gets to the table where everyone is the team is very 😱😮. And Penelope makes a comment about how attractive the reader is(flirts the way that she flirts with Derek) but later(or then, either) Spencer talks to reader and thinks that he is v-attractive with tattoos, not that he wasn’t before, cue rambling Spencer.

Last minute thought! This could also work with Aaron, so whatever you are feeling.

I just made the bar O'Keefe's because I didn't know either loll Also, sorry it's short, I didn't really know what to write 😅 Edited by @mystic-writes

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You walk into the bar and sigh, already feeling sweaty and gross. You knew this would happen, you just hoped for a miracle. But it's always hot on O'Keefe's, and even if it wasn't as humid out today as it has been, you still probably would be in the same dilemma as you are in now.

You walk over to the table filled with your co-workers, and you give a tight smile and wave, walking over as you take your jacket off, revealing a very tight white t-shirt.

"Hey guys," you say, sitting down, putting your jacket over the back of your chair.

They all stare at you, open mouthed.

"What?" you ask, trying to play it off, but you are incredibly nervous.

"You didn't tell me you had TATS!" Garcia exclaims, and a couple people glare at her, but you just feel yourself blushing.

"Uh, yeah…" you trail off, rubbing your hands up and down your arms.

"How did we not know this?" Morgan asks.

"He's always wearing long sleeves. Even when it's fuckin' hot outside," Emily says.

You shrug. "I didn't really want to show them off in the field I guess."

"What about at work? You could have shown them there?" Rossi asks.

You shake your head. "Where Strauss could see? She would have a conniption!"

Garcia, Morgan, Rossi, and Prentiss all laugh.

"How much have you spent on your tattoos?" Hotch asks, and you look over at him. He's eyeing your tattoos almost enviously.

You smirk. "I have an artist I go back to every time, and he gives me discounts. I can give you guys his number if you want? Just say you're a friend of [Y/N]."

Everyone clambors for the number except Hotch and Spencer, but you see Hotch inputting it into his phone when the others aren't looking.

Eventually, they all move away, and you're left with Spencer at the table, nursing a beer.

Spencer leans over and says, "Uh, ahem. So… I-I like your tattoos."

You feel yourself begin to blush again. "Really? I would have thought…"

"Thought what?" Spencer asks after you trail off.

You sigh and mutter, "I thought you wouldn't like them. That you'd think I was ruining my body with my tattoos."

Spencer's eyes go wide and he says, "What? No! I-I really like them. They're very beautiful."

He reaches a hand out as if to touch, but pulls away. You hold your arm out for him, and he looks up at you, eyes shining. You nod, and he reaches out, tracing your tattoos underneath his fingertips.

"Go out with me."

Your eyes widen as you blurt this put, and you go to open your mouth to say something, anything, but Spencer cuts you off.

"Yes."

You grin, and grab his hand.

Safe Place

Summary: You are Bucky’s safe place. Well your boobs are. 

Warnings: fluff, so much fluff, mention of boobs

Word count: 317 short but sweet

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

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It all started on a sunny Tuesday. You and Bucky were currently laying on the sofa in the common room of the tower, Bucky was laying between your legs, his hips were on yours pining you down so you couldn’t move, not that you want too anyway. 

It was a bad day today. You knew it was because he was like a lost puppy dog following you around all day begging for his safe place.

And that’s how you ended up pinned under a super soldier, with his face gently nestled in between your boobs while you were reading your book. A comforting silence washed over you both, making Bucky sigh with calmness. His hands trying to go around you so he could be closer, so you arched your back slightly to help him and relaxed when he connected his arms.

You heard a muffled “thank you” causing you to giggle slightly at the vibrations in your chest.

“You’re most welcome bubba.” You whispered, kissing the top of his head as to not disturb the peaceful silence between you both.

It was a little over an hour when your silence was interrupted by the ding of the elevator, causing you to look up from your book to see Sam walking out with his head in his phone.

“Hey.” He greeted, doing a double take. “What is he doing?”

“Hi, Sam.” You greeted back, smiling at him, and then going back to your book. “It’s not a good day today.”

Sam nodded understandingly, hearing a muffled “piss off pigeon” causing him to shake his head as you giggled again from the vibrations.

“Feel better soon, Tin Man.” Sam called before walking away, making Bucky growl into your chest.

“Hey. Less of that.” You scolded playful as he whined, snuggling into your boobs more and sighing happily.

He wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

You are Bucky’s safe place.

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Coming into a fandom late

took one hit and I was gone

— alpha! bucky barnes x omega! reader

summary || after the rise of hydra, your entire life turned into a living nightmare. you lost everything you held precious, your job, your house, your degree, even hope. but then you’re assigned as a mate to him, your enemy and your only ray of hope, James Buchanan Barnes.

warnings || dystopian au. dark au (inspired by handmaid’s tale). enemies to lovers. SMUT. mating cycles/heats. unprotected sex. alpha! bucky. alpha/omega dynamics. knotting. multiple orgasms. body worship. shower sex. love making (sweet sex). marking kink. oral sex. fingering. protective!bucky. possessive! bucky. petnames (bunny). forced marriage. misogyny. fake laws. mentions of assaults. attempt to murder. angst with happy ending — MINORS DNI 🔞 if any of this makes you uncomfortable then please do not read!

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I’ve literally put my entire pussy into this and I desperately hope that y’all like it :)

Your lips wobbled as you stared blankly outside the window. Your eyes weren’t seeing the blinking lights outside of the fast moving car but you could see the reflection of your sunken face in the clear glass against the night sky.

Steady tears were running down your cheeks. You had hoped your eyes would dry up and one day the tears would stop. But they never did. You probably hadn’t stopped crying from the day this world had completely changed overnight — for you.

The alphas and betas were still continuing on with their life just like it was before. But you, you were facing the consequences of the after. The blow was so sudden and severe that you still remembered how you’d openly gawked at your TV when the news was circulated.

After Hydra won against the government, project insight was implemented from the stroke of the midnight of that day. And in that single change of minute, you had lost your job, your degree, and your entire life. From a human with rights, you were reduced down to a omega meant to be bred.

Omegas of age weren’t allowed to work or study anymore, they were given to alphas to be mated, without their choice. There was some complicated algorithm of compatibility which no one cared enough to explain to you.

Unfortunately, you were one such omega.

You didn’t even know your mate’s name until this morning at the registry where he signed off both of your papers. The alpha now held all of your life in his fist. He could legally do anything to you and no one would even bat an eye.

James Buchanan Barnes, that was his name. He hadn’t spoken a word to you and you had read his name on the mating bond papers. He seemed to be lost in his own world and you were glad at least he wasn’t pestering you.

Did he not want you just as much as you didn’t want him?

You hoped that was the case and he would stay the hell away from you. Though you had to agree that the alpha was the most gorgeous man you had ever laid your eyes on. If you had met before, you surely would’ve tried your luck with his specimen of an alpha. But now you felt no such thing.

You had heard the horror stories of mated pairs, of how the alphas treated their omegas now that there wasn’t a law stopping their cruelty. Not a single omega was happy in this current world, and the fact that you were headed towards the same fate made goosebumps rise on your flesh.

You wished the alpha would open his mouth and at least say something so that it would give you a faint idea of how he was as a person. His crystalline blue eyes were fixated on the road and you noticed the small twitches of his nose he gave occasionally which you guessed were due to your scent, now that suppressants were banned.

Did he not like your scent?

The stupid question shouldn’t have disappointed you at all, but it did. On the other hand, you couldn’t scent him because alphas could still get scent blockers. Though you were glad that you didn’t have to smell him constantly, a small part of you still wished you could at least know what his scent was.

The rest of the ride was just as uneventful. You kept looking out of the window and he kept his mouth shut. When you finally arrived at his house, you blinked your eyes repeatedly to make sure you weren’t dreaming. His house was huge.

You realised that he wasn’t just an alpha, he was a powerful one at that.

Though you had guessed he was rich if his expensive car was something to go by, but you hadn’t expected him to be this influential. The beautiful house was surrounded by lush yard and your feet ached to experience the cool grass beneath your bare feet. It was a little hope of freedom.

The inside of the house was just as beautiful as the outside and though everything looked right out of an architectural magazine, the house wasn’t a home. It lacked the careful touch of love and homeliness. If it wasn’t for James bringing you here, you wouldn’t have believed anyone even lived here.

Your previous distractions melted away when James led you to his bedroom. Despite the cozy temperature, your body started trembling. You knew what was going to happen once you were inside, it was inevitable, but you were still not ready for it. Right now you were legally signed off to James, but after your bite, your soul would belong to him.

You frantically looked around for even a small exit to run away, and though you saw huge windows from which you could escape, you knew that if you were caught, which you most definitely would be, you’d face something worse than you’d imagined. So with a heavy heart and sweaty hands, you finally entered in.

Your eyes first landed on the spacious bed and a tingle of fear ran down your spine. You keenly followed Bucky’s movements, the alpha discarded his jacket and you nearly sobbed. This was it. This was the last moment where your soul would belong to you and not be tainted by some alpha’s teeth.

You were still standing by the door when the alpha, without even saying a word, disappeared into the bathroom. Your eyebrows knitted in confusion as you stood alone in the room. It then dawned upon you that James had never stated for you to come after him and you’d just blindly followed him.

Did he not want you in this room?

Why was he behaving like this?

You didn’t even sit down and just patiently waited for him to reappear into the room. You could hear the shuffling noises inside and you anxiously worried your lower lip. You didn’t understand why he went inside the bathroom to undress himself when he could do it in front of you like expected.

When he finally arrived back, you were shocked to see him dressed in sweatpants and a cotton shirt. Your heart calmed down a little and your shoulders sagged with relief when it became clear that he wasn’t going to mate with you, at least not tonight.

But that was until you saw his metal arm.

The instant your eyes fell on the glinting metal, you recognised who he was. How could you not? His name was on everyone’s tongue as they gossiped, he was said to be a ghost. He was the one who had taken down Captain America and had ensured that Hydra took over the government.

He was called the fist of Hydra.

The Winter Soldier.

And he was the one responsible for all your misery.

He had probably cropped his hair short after Hydra had taken over, because in the pictures from before, he had dark shoulder length hair. His new hair, combined with the fact that he wore gloves, was why you hadn’t realised who he was earlier.

Suddenly, all the riches he possessed clicked into place. All the alphas who protested against Hydra were stripped of all their wealth and those who supported were promoted. And this alpha, shamelessly enjoying all these luxuries, was literally one of the top ranking officers. He was probably only under Alexander Pierce, the leader of the whole operation.

Your helplessness now burned down into fuming anger. The man who was responsible for ruining your and many other’s lives was roaming this planet without a single consequence. Your hands shook, not with fear, but with the urge to hit him. Your body was pulled taut as you stood still, like a tiger waiting to pounce on its prey.

James didn’t even look at you as he laid down on the bed. He slept on the right side and turned away from you, giving you a view of his back. fool. You shouldn’t be showing your back to your enemy. But he didn’t know you were his enemy, not yet.

You knew you couldn’t attack now, he was a skilled assassin and he’d easily overpower you. But you had to carry on with your ruse. You wanted to throw up just from the thought of laying next to him, but you had to. Gladly, the bed was spacious enough to leave plenty space between you two such that not even your hands were near each other.

Your eyes stared at the electric clock at the side of your bed, the little red digits keeping you busy and aware of the time. The alpha apparently didn’t snore, so you couldn’t tell if he had fallen asleep or not. But for a good measure, you keep yourself awake for a few more hours by thinking of all the things you once loved.

When the red digits finally blared that it was much past midnight, you slowly tiptoed out of the bed. You turned around to check if the alpha was awake and you let out a little sigh when you saw his eyes were closed. Gladly, the floor neither the doors were squeaky so without making a noise, you came downstairs and looked around for the kitchen.

You didn’t take much time in finding a knife once you reached the kitchen. You gulped nervously, you knew the consequences would be immense. But you had to. You couldn’t live with yourself if you let James go away unharmed. They had already ruined your life, what more could they do?

You clutched the knife as if your life depended upon it as you walked up the stairs and back into his room. A little of your courage drained out of you when you noticed his sheer size. His bulging bicep was visible of his flesh hand and whimpered at the possibilities of what the metal arm was capable of.

But this was your only chance at revenge. His eyes were still closed and his breathing was even. Your hand was trembling and the knife was gleaming in the moonlight as you stood above his sleeping form. You closed your eyes and took a deep breath to collect your thoughts. You can do this.

“You’ll have to be a little more swift if you want to kill me.”

You didn’t even recognise the shriek you let out when the alpha commented this. He didn’t even make a move to get up or take the knife away from you, instead he just opened his eyes. His blue grey eyes were staring at you for the first time and you felt yourself shaking at just the intensity of his gaze.

“You’re too loud. You should try to walk a little silently and not stomp. I can even hear your heart thundering in your chest right now, and you smell as if you’re about to pass out. But I gotta give it to you for your bravery. Also, good choice of knife.”

His tone was condescending as if he was entertaining a wild kitten who he knew would cause him no harm. He didn’t even see you as a serious threat, and that infuriated you even more. He thought you were so helpless and so meek, that you couldn’t even do any substantial harm to him.

“Fuck you!” You screamed with all the strength you could muster. You already knew you were going to face the worst kind of punishment for trying to murder him, so there was no point trying to make excuses. The anger that had brewed inside you for so long finally came out.

“Oh. I thought you didn’t want that.” He said nonchalantly and it added fuel to the fire. This man was so smug, he thought he knew it all. But the problem was, he probably did know it all. He was guessing your next step even before you did it.

“Shut up! Shut up, you monster! You think you’re some kind of a god now, don’t you? Snatching away our rights and playing with our lives. But you’re going to face the consequences of what you’ve done. We’ll get justice one day and then you’ll rot in hell for the rest of your life!” You shouted.

“I’m already in hell sweetheart.” He said with a loud defeated sigh.

“Oh, you think you’re so funny with your stupid little comebacks. God, I just wanna strangle you so bad.” You said through clenched teeth. “Go on then. Strangle me. I’m right here. I won’t even fight back, I promise.” He was still casually lying down, unaffected, while you were burning with fury.

You really wanted to choke the life out of him, but you knew it was a trap. So instead you just stood where you were and tried to convey all your hate through your gaze. “See. You can’t do it now. So get some sleep and think about more ideas and probably poison my food tomorrow.”

You couldn’t believe this man’s audacity. Did he not feel even a little bit guilty? He lost definitely did not as he closed his eyes again not even caring that you still had a knife in your hand. What you hated the most was how he didn’t give you even a little attention.

“Go to hell!” You screamed again before leaving the room with a loud bang of the door. The house was fairly empty at night and so you went downstairs again to sleep on the lavish couch. But just as you came down the stairs, you swear you saw something move in the periphery of your eye.

The floor was too dark without a source of light except the reflection from the moon. But when you turned around, you could see the silhouette of a tall man. Your heart was as it is pumping adrenaline, but after seeing the shadowy figure, your heart nearly stopped.

Swallowing a shriek, you ran back upstairs as fast as you could. You once again entered Bucky’s room and quickly locked the door. Your brain was constantly playing — alpha will protect you — and despite hating it, you did ran back to your alpha. No. Not your alpha.

“Welcome back!” You could see his eyes were still closed and he hadn’t yet seen your panting form. “Do… do you have servants at night?” You wiped off the thin sheen of sweat that collected on your forehead. “No. They all leave by 8.” This time he opened your eyes and after looking at your disheveled state, he finally got up.

“Hey. What happened?” And there it was, genuine concern which oddly touched your heart. “There’s someone downstairs. I saw… someone.” You said as you clutched your heaving chest. At this point after all that had happened, you couldn’t think straight.

“Shhh. Calm down.” A tingle ran down your spine when the alpha gently touched your hand. He pulled you further into the room and made you sit on the bed. “There’s no one else in this house right now. You’re tired, let me get some water for you.” His eyes looked so kind, much unlike before.

“I swear I…” you protested, but he stopped you. “Shhh… give me a minute okay?” He wasn’t mocking you, instead he was trying to soothe you. And it was so wildly unexpected but so very welcomed. You nodded as Bucky left the room and sagged a little into the overly soft bed.

He was unlike any other alpha you’d ever met.

Even back when things were normal, alphas pounced on omegas every chance they got. But he hadn’t even touched you in that way yet. The other alphas took meagre reasons to punish their omegas, but he hadn’t even done anything when you’d literally tried to kill him. This gentleness was so bewildering, it was like a punch in your gut.

This man who had literally destroyed everything that came in his way to make sure Hydra won was being so sweet to his omega? No, this must be some kind of a trap.

“Here, take this. I just checked downstairs, there’s no one. I think you should rest now.” He handed you a glass and you greedily gulped down the cool water. “Thank you, alpha.” You loathed calling him that, but that was the rule. You couldn’t address him by his name.

“Don’t call me that. My name’s Bucky.” You openly gawked at Bucky like a fish. Did you hear that right? “You want me to call you by your nickname?” He smiled, and by god it was the most beautiful one you’d ever seen. “Everyone close to me does, so yeah. Do call me Bucky.”

“Okay… Bucky.” The name sounded good in your mouth. You shared your name back and he repeated it as if tasting it on his tongue. “It’s good to meet you. But remember, when we are outside or in front of anyone else, even the servants, you have to address me as Alpha.” He warned and you nodded.

“Can I ask why?” This was so suspicious. “I can’t give you all the answers. But I hope one day you’ll get it.” You wanted to fight back but you were too tired for it. “Also, this reminds me…” Bucky turned around and dug something out from his walk in closet.

You clenched your jaw when you saw what was in his hands. A collar. It was a thin black leather collar with a tag in between and you already knew what it said and it made you wanted to cry harder. You crumbled the bed sheets with your fist in your anger.

“You’ll have to wear this everytime we are out of this room.” He handed you the collar and you inspected the material with tears in your eyes. It was soft but wasn’t the material that would cause pain, but the rather the physical existence of a sign of ownership.

“I don’t want to wear this.” You didn’t shout, rather you complained in a small voice. “I know. But you have to or else it’ll be worse for both of us.” You knew it was a compulsion for all the omegas to wear a collar with a name tag of their alphas. You turned around the metal tag to see what you already knew would be there.

Winter’s

Odd, you had expected it to say James and not Winter Soldier. Because ever other omega had one with their alpha’s first name. You ran your thumb over the engraving. “Why does it say this? Shouldn’t it be your first name?” You genuinely asked.

“Because there may be many James, but there’s only one Winter Soldier.” A weird feeling bloomed into your chest, it was close to pride but you suppressed it. You weren’t going to be reduced to your primal instincts, you had a functioning brain and you were going to use it.

“Ohh. Aren’t you going to mate me?” You finally asked the question you had been eager to ask since a long time now. What felt amusing was that Bucky was answering all of your questions, while you were sure the other alphas would get annoyed and tell you to shut the fuck up.

“No.”

The relief you had denied yourself for so long finally spread through your body. The thing you feared the most was not happening and you hadn’t ever felt happier. “Thank you. Though I must ask why? Is there someone else in your life?” You probably were crossing a line, but he didn’t seem to mind.

“No. I just… I just don’t want to force you.” His words were so sincere that you wanted to cry with how sweet the alpha was, but then you bitterly remembered who he was. You couldn’t stop the hysterical laugh that bubbled up in your throat.

“You better be joking! Are you serious? What the fuck!” You spat out while giggling. “Of course I’m serious. I know you hate me more than anything else, but you have to trust me on this one.” His eyes were warm despite being deep blue and you didn’t know how he managed that.

“You are the Winter Soldier! You are literally the reason all of us are suffering and you say you won’t force yourself on me? Are you insane? What even is your problem? And trust you? I’d rather be dead than trust a scum like you.” You huffed out.

Bucky closed his eyes and took in a long breath. “I don’t…” he wanted to tell you something but he stopped himself short. “You know what, it’s late. Let’s go to sleep.” You wanted to know what he was saying before, but he quickly went back to his side and buried himself under the covers.

You grumbled to yourself about how you’d managed to score the most insane alpha on this planet. You stretched a little before yawning and laying down in the bed again. This time, the exhaustion of the day and super fluffy bed made you quickly fall into a dreamless sleep.

~~~

“Your house is beautiful.” Ann commented in her soft voice as she looked at the house. A little smile spread across your lips, “Thank you. But it’s not my house. Also I’m pretty sure it’s haunted.” You jested and her face turned around to look at you with wide eyes. “Wait, what?”

“I believe someone else lives in this house except us but Buc…. my Alpha doesn’t believe me.” You nearly slipped up Bucky’s name but gladly correctly yourself before anyone could notice. Ann shook her head at your antiques.

It had been a month since you had first met Bucky and by now, you had slipped well into the role of pretending to be his mate. Omegas usually dressed such that their bonding marks were hidden, you wore clothes with high collar to hide the absence of one.

Bucky’s behaviour still didn’t sit right with you, he still hadn’t mated with you and rather chatted with you as you were his friend, not his omega. He was also interested in asking about how your life was before this and you had seen a flash of guilt in his eyes for the first time.

Today, Bucky had arranged a party in his house. The preparation had been going on for days since only the elite members of the society were invited. The names you’d only heard before finally got a face as they arrived at the party. All of them were smiling and laughing as if they hadn’t just ruined so many peoples’ lives.

Your blood had boiled seeing those cruel alphas so happy and unable to take it anymore, you had slipped out into the backyard. It wasn’t like anyone was even looking for you, you were an unwanted omega who was only there because you had nowhere else to go. But as you were outside, you had met Ann, Brock Rumlow’s omega.

Rumlow was Bucky’s subordinate but Ann was a sweet woman and you had stroke an odd friendship with her. You both had so many problems in your life that all you wanted to do with cry on each other’s shoulder, but instead you chose to talk about stupid things that didn’t matter. It was like a small reprieve from the issues of the world.

“And that’s because there really isn’t anyone except us.” You turned around to see Bucky standing besides you. “I.. we didn’t know you were here. Sorry alpha.” Ann fumbled. Looking at her panicked state on the arrival of Bucky, you could only guess how her alpha treated her. She didn’t wait anymore and quickly went back inside.

“I was a little worried when you disappeared.” Bucky whispered as you walked side by side. The warmth of the house seeped into your skin as you entered back into the chattering crowd. “Why? You were worried I’d be poisoning all your food?” You joked.

“I wouldn’t take you for any less.” Bucky chuckled and shook his head. You looked around the party to see how the other alphas treated their omegas, they were merely a thing of possession for them and nothing else.

You and Bucky were walking very close to each other, such that your hands were touching. You didn’t know what got into you, but but placed your hand on his and interlaced your fingers and held tight. Bucky’s head snapped down to your entwined hands and he looked up at you with surprise.

“What’s this for?” You could hear the happiness in his voice as he too locked his fingers with you. The past month, you had somehow began to trust the alpha. And this little token of affection, that was your connected hands, meant so much to you. “I’m just glad I got you.” Hearing your words, a sweet smile spread on Bucky’s lips.

But soon the smile drained from both of your faces when you came face to face with none other than Alexander Pierce. You knew he was not only invited to the party, but he was very close to Bucky. For the first time in your life you were happy that you didn’t have to speak anything at all because you knew you couldn’t say anything good to Pierce.

Bucky and Pierce had some conversation you weren’t interested in listening, so instead you just awkwardly shifted from one foot to another hoping to survive today’s night somehow. But those plans were thwarted when one of the clumsy beta waiters accidentally collided with you and ended up spilling a whole tray containing champagne flutes.

“Fuck!”

You didn’t even think twice as you cursed out loud. Your clothes were wet and soggy and you groaned with disappointment. But when you looked up, you realised everyone else was staring at you with wide eyes, especially other omegas. And that’s when you realised your mistake; omegas weren’t supposed to curse.

“I noticed that you’ve got yourself a feisty one, James.” Alexander Pierce was the first one to comment and then the whole room dissolved into laughter, at your cost. You were sure half of them didn’t even hear the joke but were laughing just because pierce said something. But one thing you noted was how Pierce called Bucky James.

“Well, I’ve trained my whore right.” Rumlow commented and you felt all the sirens going red in your head. Did he really just say that? You eyes turned to poor Ann who was desperately trying to hide her face but failing to do so. You couldn’t take this anymore. You hated being so so helpless.

“What the fuck did you just say?” You said turning over to Rumlow and once again, the whole room went silent, even Pierce stopped laughing and looked at you with calculating eyes. Your hands were shaking with the immense need to punch Rumlow straight in his jaw.

“Omega.” You felt Bucky’s warning grip over your shoulder, but you didn’t stop — couldn’t stop. “You think this is funny? You think any of us want to be here? Because if it were up to me I wouldn’t even look twice at a scum like you. You think you’re some kind of an alpha trying to dominate others, but let me tell you how wrong you are. Alphas are supposed to protect, not force. Not one of you is a true alpha.”

You knew you had hurt all their egos and hurting an alpha’s ego wasn’t a good choice, but seeing literally all of them flinch at your words made you feel happier than you had ever been. But soon the shock turned into fury and you saw the way they looked at you and you gulped nervously.

“James, you’ve disappointed me by keeping your omega like this. I thought higher of you.” Pierce’s tone was purely evil and condescending and you wanted to slap his smug face. “Who the fuck cares what you think of him? You think you’re God and people will worship you? No. You are literally the devil.” You spat out at Pierce.

“You bitch!” Rumlow cried out as he began walking towards you with fury. You closed your mouth shut when you saw his malicious eyes glinting. You probably had fucked up real bad. But before Rumlow could even touch you, Bucky shielded your body with his.

“Don’t even think of touching her Rumlow. She’s mine!” Bucky growled.

You didn’t know why but seeing Bucky get protective over you made you suddenly swoon. But the fluttering feeling went away when you Bucky turned to look around at you, his eyes weren’t soft unlike before. He had stopped Rumlow but he wasn’t going to be kind to you. “Alpha,.. I..” you tried reasoning.

“Omega! Enough!” You completely froze up when you heard Bucky use his alpha voice on you for the first time. He hadn’t ever done that before and you were completely unprepared for this. Your eyes widened as you began tearing up. You hadn’t ever felt this helpless before as you omega quietened up at alpha’s command.

“Go upstairs.” This time, he used his regular voice and you still felt like shit. “I thought you were different. But turns out you’re just like the rest. A monster! All of you are going to pay…” You weren’t thinking anymore, the words just began spilling out of your mouth.

“I said go upstairs. Now!” He growled the last part in his alpha voice again and you were helpless but to follow. Now openly sobbing like a baby, you hid your face with your palms and started running up the stairs. Your heart was shattered and you felt betrayed. And yet you cursed yourself for expecting anything different.

“It would’ve been fun if you would’ve punished her in front of us.” You heard Rumlow chuckle and nearly everyone else joined in. You hadn’t ever felt this humiliated before. But what you didn’t see was the blazing glare Bucky sent Rumlow’s way.

You reached your room and closed the door with a loud bang before sagging against it. Your vision was blurry with all the tears and you were a second to late to notice the man standing in your dark room. Just as you were about to scream, a huge hand wrapped around your mouth to muffle your noises.

As you stood face to face with the mystery man, you finally realised who it was. He had an auburn beard which he didn’t carry before and his blond hair was outgrown and slicked back. And yet his blue eyes were just as piercing and honest.

“Captain America?”

Your voice was garbled due to the hand around your face and you saw him give a relieving sigh. “Promise me you won’t scream.” He whispered. You nodded and he let go of you. “Holy shit! I thought you were dead.” Despite the promise, you still shouted.

“Shhhhh” he placed a finger on his lips and shushed you. “Oops. I thought you were dead. What are you even doing here? And wait, are you the ghost I’ve been seeing around?” You whispered yelled. He snorted before replying, “Yes and no. I mean it was me who you were seeing, but no I’m not a ghost.”

“Ohhhhhh..” you were utterly confused and nothing was fitting in place. “But what are you doing here? And Bucky didn’t kill you? Wait, I mean alpha.” It had become an habit to correct yourself in front of anyone else. “No Bucky didn’t kill me, and you can call him by his name, I know you do. Also call me Steve.”

“Steve.” You said it aloud. You hadn’t ever thought you’d meet Captain America and still here you were. “You have to tell me everything Steve because I’m getting confused over here.” You wiggled excitedly as you were getting to know a top secret.

“We knew Hydra was going to take over, but it was too late. So we had to send someone over as an undercover agent, and that’s who Bucky is. We staged Bucky killing me so that he’ll grow close to Pierce and get all the inside information. And gladly the plan worked and Bucky is now the second in command. I’ve been living here all this time because anyone else wouldn’t be safe.”

Your jaw was nearly on the floor when you heard the whole story. The man who you had blamed and degraded for so long was actually a hero. Suddenly all of Bucky’s behaviour started fitting right. “So, you mean Bucky’s a good guy.” You squealed out.

“Yes. In fact, he’s the best guy. We’ve been best friends since childhood and you gotta trust me on this.” You gawked at him like a fish out of the sea. “So are you planning to take down Hydra now? If so why didn’t you tell me?” You were angry on both of them for hiding this from you. “Of course we are working towards it. I promise you, it’s going to be real soon. And we didn’t tell you because it would put you in danger.”

“I cannot believe this. Wow! Okay..” you nearly lost your vocabulary as you blabbered on. You sat on the bed with a wide smile. A new hope took place in your heart and the justice that you staunchly believed in was finally going to be served, soon.

You and Steve chatted on until you heard the party end. You patiently waited as Bucky was finally done with the day, and came into the bedroom. He looked tired as it is, and nearly his soul left his body when he saw you and Steve together. “So I see you guys already met. Fuck, I forgot I’d told Steve to wait in this room.”

“It’s okay! We’ve become great friends and gladly I’m not referred to as a ghost anymore.” Steve jested and Bucky sighed with relief when he saw you two were on good terms. “How much did you tell her?” Bucky squinted at you two. “Everything. Bucky I can’t believe you hid all of this from me, I mean I was going to kill you more than once.”

“Yeah. I would’ve gladly taken that knife.” Bucky ran a hand through his short hair. You stopped smiling and looked at Steve. “Bucky..” Steve started and Bucky shook his head. He gave a smile which you knew was fake, “I was joking. Anyway, the guests are gone and I’m very tired, we should talk in the morning.” By now you knew Bucky said this when he wanted to avoid a topic.

“Yeah you’re right. Good night!” Steve wished before leaving you two alone in your room. Bucky didn’t even change his clothes as he laid down on the bed. You didn’t know what else to do so you two joined him. “I’m sorry.” Bucky said in the silence of the night.

“Huh, for what?” After listening to what Steve said, you had nearly forgotten what happened at the party. “For how I.. umm, behaved at the party. I had to stop you or they’d do worse and I., I couldn’t see that. I had to use my voice or else you’d not only get yourself into something horrible but also blow my cover. So I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. I felt like shit back then, but now I understand. I’m not holding anything against you, not anymore. And I’m sorry too for putting you in trouble.” You we’re both staring at the ceiling as you said softly. For the first time, you were sleeping much closer to each other, such that you felt each other’s warmth seep through.

“I feel like killing all of them, but I can’t, not yet. And it hurts me. I hate laughing with them as if it’s not killing me inside to see what’s happening in the world.” You hadn’t ever seen Bucky be this vulnerable in front of you. You hesitantly placed your hand on Bucky’s hand and when he didn’t stop, you reassuring rubbed it.

Bucky turned to look at you and you could see the pain in his clear blue eyes. Wordlessly, you both shifted closer until you were holding each other tightly. It felt so good to be held by someone after so long. And Bucky’s big arms encased your body perfectly within. “I may not have been able to stop it, but I promise you, I’m going to burn them to the ground.” He whispered in your hair.

“I know. I trust you.”

In the warm embrace of an alpha you trusted, you fell into a satisfying sleep. When you woke up, it felt as if you were sleeping on a heater; your body was too warm for your liking and a weird kind of ache was persistent in your core.

Your face was buried in your alpha’s neck and you were overcome with the urge to breathe in your alpha’s scent. But he was wearing scent blockers and you twitched your nose in displease in your sleepy state. Your tongue darted out to lick off the blockers and you felt your alpha move beneath you.

You kept on licking his neck in order to get to finally scent him as you felt him wake up. You heard him take in a deep breath before growling out, “Omega..” he began purring deep in his chest and you held him tighter.

The ache in your core became too much to bare so you started grinding on his thigh which was wedged between your legs. You moaned as you got some relief but before you could do anything more, he pushed you off of him and went to the other side of the room.

“No no. Fuck! God, Fuck! You’re in heat.” Bucky pressed a hand to his head as took in your desperate form. Your lust added brain was a little slow to process his words but when you did, your eyes flew wide and you quickly sat up on the bed. “Bucky,.. I.. I don’t know what to do.”

“Calm down. We’ll find a way. I.. shit it’s my fault. Sleeping so close must’ve sent you into an heat.” Bucky ran a frustrated hand through his hair. “Shit. Sorry.” You shook your head as he apologised. “Don’t be sorry. Please.”

You wanted Bucky to help you through your heat not just because you knew it’d be hell without him, but because he was Bucky. Not just the alpha was super attractive, but he was a good person too and that somehow made him even sexier.

“Why don’t you help me?” You finally gathered the courage to ask. “What? No. You don’t want me to do that.” Bucky plainly stated. “That’s not true. I want you. And I’m sure you won’t be able to control yourself when I slip further into heat.”

“Those stories are bullshit. I can perfectly control myself in front of an omega in heat.” Bucky felt hurt at your accusation. “No Bucky, I didn’t mean it like that. But please help me. This is going to be my first heat after coming off suppressant and it’s going to be worse, I just know it. Also,… I do like you.” You whispered the last part.

“Yeah right.“ Bucky replied sarcastically. “Bucky I know I hated you, but that was before I knew the truth. Now that I know who you are and what you’re doing, of course I don’t hate you anymore. I trust you. And even before that, the way you’ve behaved with me the past whole month.. I just don’t have words for my gratitude.”

Out of all the responses you expected, a laughter wasn’t one of it. “How are you even talking like that? Gratitude? Really?” Bucky looked cute while he laughed and the way his nose scrunched up was absolutely adorable. You knew it was what you truly felt, but you still blamed the sudden affection on your heat addled brain.

“I was an lit major, I told you. Also I don’t lose my head when I’m in heat. I’m giving you my complete consent.” Bucky laughter stopped and he looked at you with an expression you couldn’t place. “Really?” He sounded surprised. “Yes. Please Bucky.”

Bucky covered the distance between you two in the blink of an eyes and didn’t waste any time in pulling you into a scorching kiss. His lips were surprisingly soft against yours as you kissed each other passionately. You had more than once fantasised about his lips and your omega was preening at the way he kissed you.

“Bucky, please…” your voice was a needy whine against his lips. His teeth sank into your lower lip and tugged on it and the action had you weak in your knees. He pecked the worried skin again before smiling down at you, “I know. Let me take care of you.”

You were confused, but didn’t complain as he pulled you into the bathroom. He slowly pulled up your shirt and pressed kisses to every inch of skin that was exposed. You hadn’t ever been naked in front of him, but the way he was worshipping you, you didn’t feel insecure in the least. By the time you were finally naked, you were already writhing like a leaf.

You were completely naked except for the collar around your neck which you had forgotten to take off. You didn’t expect Bucky to remove it, but you were shocked when his fingers opened the lock and threw the collar down along with your clothes. This gesture made you have heart eyes for Bucky.

Unlike the patience he had shown you, he quickly discarded his clothes. You became speechless when you saw his body, his taut abs, thick thighs and bulging biceps had you drooling on the spot. The metal arm only added on to the rugged look and you were already having nasty thoughts on it.

“Fuck..” you went cross eyed when you when you saw his thick alpha cock. It was long and veiny and you desperately wanted to put your mouth on it. But instead, you subconsciously licked your dry lips. You could see the place where his knot would be swollen and the thought of his knot sent your brain into an overdrive.

“Come on.” He pulled you into the shower and you sighed as the warm water cascaded down your tensed muscles. But you couldn’t keep your eyes off the way the droplets were making rivulets down Bucky’s magnificent body. You didn’t think once before peeking out your tongue and licking a long line on Bucky’s sternum.

As the water washed down the heavy blockers, you could finally scent your alpha. Rich piney undertones mixed with a little spice and something that was completely Bucky filled your lungs. The scent was unlike anything you’d ever smelled and you could bury yourself in it for the rest of your life.

“You like me that much?” Bucky chuckled and you nodded with an absent mind. His hands gently kneaded your muscles as he lathered your body with soap. His hands on you were making you feel needier and you were constantly whining as he purred to cooed you down.

“Why did you get me here?” You asked as the water finally washed off the soap from both of your bodies. “To remove my blockers and relax you. And see, it worked.” He was stood behinds you and his breath ghosted on your the shell of your ear.

His hands were exploring your body and you arched your back to lay your on his shoulder. You whimpered as Bucky placed his hand between your legs and spread them. When his fingers finally touched your needy folds, a little hum left your lips and Bucky growled.

Two of his fingers rubbed your sensitive petals before his middle finger started pressing tight circles over your swollen clit. “Bucky pleaseee..” you begged. But still he didn’t let up, his movements were slow yet calculated. You squirmed in Bucky’s hold and he just held you tighter. “Stay still, let me stretch you out for my cock first.”

“Don’t… don’t say stuff like that. I won’t be able to stop myself.” Your voice had a seductive lilt to it. “Then don’t stop yourself.” With that, Bucky finally pushed his thick finger into your pulsing hole. “You’re so tight. Don’t worry though, I’ll take good care of you.” He closed the shower and turned you around.

He pushed you a little until you were leaning on the wall as he sat down on his knees in front of you. He lifted on of your legs and placed it on his shoulder. You weaved your fingers through his hair to balance yourself and his eyes zeroed in on your cunt. “You’re so pretty. And all mine.”

You were loving the way Bucky got possessive over you, it gave you a warm sense of happiness that you were wanted by this gorgeous man. You hated the conditions which landed you here, but you loved that you found a mate who took such good care of you. Not your mate, your brain supplied.

But all these thoughts left your mind when you felt Bucky’s hot tongue lick your folds. “Fuck! Ohmygod Bucky!” You clutched his hair tighter as he ate you out like a famished man. His tongue played with your wet cunt while his lips sucked on your throbbing nub.

His ministrations were making you even more wet and he was licking up your slick with fervour, it was like an unending circle you didn’t want to get out of. His tongue teased your hole before entering it. Your eyes rolled back as he fucked you with his wet tongue.

You couldn’t stop yourself as you grinded down on his face and Bucky gladly took it all without complain. Once you were relaxed enough on his tongue, he once again began fingering you while his tongue flicked your clit. His two thick fingers were deliciously pumping within you as your back arched against the cold tiles of the wall.

Stars burst behind your eyes when you came around his fingers. Your body nearly fell ahead but Bucky’s hand snapped up in time to hold you against the wall and stop you from falling. When Bucky pulled back, you could see the wet lower half of his face and the image was the most erotic thing you’d seen.

“I need your knot.” That was all your brain could process as you stared deeply into his blue eyes. Bucky smiled as he stood up and picked you up in his arms, bridal style. You squealed at the sudden gesture, “How are you even doing this?” You were surprised that he was easily carrying you without any strain. “I’m a super soldier, bunny.”

“Hnngg.” Even you didn’t know what kind of sound that was, but it was probably the sign that your brain was malfunctioning at the cute nickname. Bucky laughed at your state, but it wasn’t mocking, rather it was endearing. He pressed sweet kisses to your face as he placed you on the bed.

You turned around on your stomach and raised your hips such that you were presenting. “You don’t have to present, we can just.. you know.” Bucky had just eaten you out and now he was acting all shy. “It will be easier this was for me Bucky. Please!”

You wiggled your hips and the tactic worked as Bucky was upon you in the next second. He turned your head to the side to deeply kiss you and you tasted yourself on his tongue and it was oddly arousing. “Thank you.” Bucky whispered.

“Why?” You didn’t understand what he was saying. “For letting me have you.” Your eyes teared up at how gentle he was being. “Why are you like this?” You mumbled out and Bucky just snorted. “My alpha’s all protective over you, always was.” He became still the moment the words were out of his mouth fearing that you’d get mad at him.

“I like that.” He let out a relieved breath when you said this. He buried his nose in your neck and inhaled deeply. “Your scent drives me crazy, bunny, only I know how I’ve managed to keep my hands off you.” He licked and sucked on your neck until it was wet with his saliva.

His eyes locked on the place your mating bite was supposed to be, all he had to do was bite and you’d be his forever, but he shook himself out of the thought. He jerked his cock in his hands twice before lining it up with your hole. He closed his eyes and growled when his headed finally popped into your tight heat.

Just the head of his cock was making you feel overwhelmed and by the time he was halfway in, you began squirming. “Bucky.. I don’t… I don’t think I can take it.” Bucky was slowly thrusting his way into you. Pulling back and pushing in until you took an inch more of him.

“You can take me bunny, I know you can.” He didn’t want to hurt you, he possibly couldn’t, his alpha hindbrain was crazy for keeping you safe and sated. You curled your fingers into the comforter and shut your eyes when his entire length was buried within your walls.

You hadn’t ever felt more full in your life and your omega brain was preening with the sensation. Bucky gave you a moment to settle before thrusting into you. He began slow and calculated and increased his pace until he was going hard and frantic.

His metal hand was holding your hip tightly and you knew it was going to bruise soon. And you liked that your alpha was leaving his mark on you. You had sex before, but this was unlike any you ever had. You were sure Bucky had ruined you for anyone else, the way he was gentle and yet fucked you better than anyone else.

“I’m glad you feel that way bunny.” You bit your tongue when you realised you’d said your thoughts out loud. “You have no idea what you do to me, you literally make me crazy for you. I’m going to ruin you for every other man, bunny. You’re mine, only mine!”

“Oh Bucky, yes! I’m yours, only yours.” You craved out as he fucked you into the mattress. Bucky veiny cock was rubbing your right spots and you felt the heat in your core rise. You wanted Bucky, no you needed him more than you needed water. You wanted to belong to him, forever.

“Make me yours alpha, bite me!”

Bucky froze when he heard your plea. He knew you were on the peak of your heat, and you definitely didn’t mean it. But it was so difficult convincing his alpha side which was doing backflips with the prospect of you wanting him just as much as he wanted you.

You began fucking yourself on his cock when he didn’t move and Bucky realised that you needed him to be sane at the moment. You were vulnerable and he wasn’t going to take advantage of that, no matter what his primal instincts shouted him to do.

Holding you still again, he began fucking you with the same passion. Bucky knot was swollen and it tugged just the right was on your walls. “Bucky!” You sobbed when you felt yourself grow closer. Bucky growled when you chanted his name and it was all it took for you to fall down the edge of pleasure.

You muffled your screams into the pillow as you came harder than you ever had. Your body convulsed as you experienced this euphoria and tears slipped from your eyes from the sheer intensity of it. Feeling your walls clench down on him, Bucky couldn’t hold back any longer and pushed his swollen knot into you before coming.

You arched your neck and Bucky’s jaw ached with the need to sink his teeth into your soft flesh and claim you. His face were dangerously close to your neck as you blissfully came beneath him, your scent was making him growl like a caveman. But before he could do something terrible, Bucky quickly bit down on his metal arm.

Bucky’s knot prolonged your orgasm and you weren’t aware of your surroundings. All you cared for was your alpha and his cock buried deep within you. Soon, you felt him press little kisses on your face, neck and shoulder and you practically melted under his love.

When you calmed down and the frenzy heat began dissipating, you noticed that Bucky was still pressing kisses into you skin while murmuring sweet words. Now that your brain was functioning again, you remembered what Bucky had done towards the end.

“Bucky..,” you called his name and he hummed from behind. “Thank you. I was out of it when I asked you to… umm, mark me. But thank you for not actually doing it.” Bucky’s knot still hadn’t gone down so Bucky was spooning you from behind. He turned you around and kissed you sweetly.

“You told me you trusted me. I couldn’t break that trust.” Just these words brought back tears to your eyes. Unlike his appearance, he was the sweetest guy you’d ever met. And you didn’t ever want to lose him under any circumstances.

You believed him and Steve that one day this regime was going to fall. But what after that? Would he leave you? Did he have a lover? “Bucky, do you love someone?” You asked the dreaded question. But no matter what you did, you weren’t prepared for the answer as he whispered back, “Yes.”

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You kept walking around the big hall of the house in circles while anxiously fidgeting with your fingers. You eyes were glued to the door of the house and you were desperately waiting for Bucky’s arrival.

Yesterday, Hydra’s rule had finally fallen, just like Bucky had promised and it was the happiest day of your life. You had danced like an idiot in the house and thrown away the collar. But that had been yesterday, and you still hadn’t heard from Bucky.

In a way you had, the news were flashing photos of Bucky and Steve and lauding them for their bravery and while the fact that Bucky himself was the Winter Soldier was classified for the public, you knew what sacrifices Bucky had done to get this freedom and it brought tears to your eyes.

Bucky had been the one to kill Pierce and the fact was like a soothing balm to your burning ache. The other high ranking alphas had been arrested by now and the law was now looking for the lower rankers who had still committed crimes.

But in all of this, you had no clue where Bucky was. He hadn’t called neither had he visited you. Before he had gone, he had warned you not to leave the house until he came back and you were going to listen to this order. So all you could do in the huge walls of this house, was wait.

Your ears perked up when you heard a car pull up in your driveway and you began running towards the door when you saw it was Bucky. There was a little dried blood on his body and a few bandages as you opened the door and flung yourself into his arms.

Bucky caught you and spun you around as you laughed in joy and freedom. “You’re free!” Bucky shouted as he kept holding you up, not letting you down. “I know and it’s the best feeling in this entire world! Thank you Bucky. Thank you so much!”

You surged up to kiss Bucky and he kissed you like the soldier returning from war that he was, desperate and yet loving. You conveyed the words you couldn’t speak through that kiss. You wanted to scream to the world and tell everyone how much you loved Bucky, but instead you settled on letting him kiss you silly.

“Are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you need something? Why are you late?” You couldn’t stop your worried self from bombarding him with questions. “I’m fine, really. They patched me up well and I’m okay now. I was late because we had to literally form the whole government in one day and it was very hectic. Though I realise I should’ve at least called you.”

“It’s okay though. You’re good and that’s all I want.” You replied earnestly. “Hmm. Come on, let’s pack our bags.” Bucky replied excitedly as you two walked upstairs and you nodded with enthusiasm. You knew Bucky didn’t own this house, it was given to him by Hydra so you were glad you were going to move out of it.

“Do you know Tony offered me a place to stay?” Bucky asked as if it wasn’t a big deal. “Tony who?” You didn’t get who he was talking about. “Tony stark! The billionaire.” You mouth fell open at Bucky’s words. “Oh my goodness! Tony freaking stark offered you a place to stay? Really? But where? And how? You can’t keep me guessing.”

“There were a lot many of us who were working secretly to throw over hydra, stark was one of us and we called our group the Avengers. So now stark has decided to build a tower where we can all stay and work together. I’m momentarily shifting to a small flat in Brooklyn but I can’t wait to move in with the rest. I’m sure you’ll be dying to go to your house.”

You were giggling with childish excitement until the last sentence. All this time, you had thought you’d move in with Bucky and live with him. But you were suddenly reminded of the cold reality. All the bonding agreements done under Hydra’s jurisdiction were now annulled and that included you and Bucky.

You weren’t mates anymore.

Bucky saw the way your face dropped, “What happened?” He asked sincerely. Of course he was oblivious to your feelings. It had been three months since you’d known Bucky identity and had shared heat, and after that each and every day you fell more and more in love with him.

“Can I hug you?” You wanted to be held by him one last time before you parted your ways. He extended his hands and made grabby gesture. You couldn’t stop the tears as he hugged you tightly. You wished you were lucky enough to get this man’s love.

“Hey! Look at me. Why are you crying bunny?” He titled your chin up to look at him in the eyes. After that night, he always called you bunny now. You shook your head as you wiped the never ending tears with the back of your hands. “Nothing.. I’m just… I’m just gonna miss you.”

You started crying harder when Bucky didn’t say anything back. Instead he just looked at you as if he was given a high volt shock. “You’ll miss me? Really?” His words sounded unbelieving. “Of course I’ll miss you, you idiot. I’ve been here for four months with you, and a pretty alpha like you is hard to forget.”

You were somewhat angry with his for being so oblivious. Like you literally kissed him when he came back and he was still thinking you didn’t like him. You felt a little relieved when Bucky cracked a smile. “I’m glad you think I’m pretty.” He said with a smirk.

“Won’t you miss me?” You asked. Bucky rubbed the tear tracks on your cheek and looked at you with an expression that felt too much like love. You weren’t sure if you were imagining it, but it felt nice. “I’ll more than just miss you.”

Your heart skipped a beat at his confession. “Yeah? What else do you wanna say? Because I think there’s something both of us want to tell but are probably too scared to say it aloud.” You gathered all your courage to say these words. “You’re right. Why don’t we say it together? God, I hope it’s the same thing or you’ll probably kill me.” He joked.

“One…. Two… Three.”

“I love you!”

“I’m in love with you!”

You both said in unison, your words overlapping. You both shouted happily as a happy looked cross both of your faces, it was actually the best day of your life. “I love you so much, bunny. But I thought you didn’t love me back.” He circled his arms around you and pulled you into a kiss. “You’re the biggest idiot I’ve ever met. But I love you, so so much.”

One moment you were giggling and the next you were on the bed lying under Bucky. You carelessly undressed each other as you smiled and laughed. Bucky was pressing kisses to your face and you’d noted that he loved doing that. You were so glad that Bucky was such an attentive lover.

“Bucky… I want to be your mate.”

Bucky stopped for a minute as he looked down at you before smiling widely, “I want that too. I’ve wanted it for so long now. Thank you.” The way Bucky always felt honoured when you let him do something always boosted your ego. You felt like a goddess whenever you were with him.

“Bite me now Bucky. Make me yours.” You whispered in between wet kisses. You couldn’t wait for the bond to sing in your blood. You went to turn around on your stomach but Bucky stopped you. “I want to see your face as I make you mine.”

His fingers traced your wet folds but this time, you stopped him. “I need you Bucky and I need you now. Please don’t make me wait for I’ve already waited too long.” He spread your legs and settled in between. “Are you sure?” He asked he lined his cock with your weeping entrance.

“More than anything.” He entered you in a single long stroke and your toes curled at the addictive sensation of being so full of Bucky. You placed your hands on his shoulders as he began moving inside you. You both maintained eye contact and you swore you were going to lose yourself into those blue depths.

You pressed kisses on the column of Bucky’s neck and those kisses soon turned into little nibbles. You loved your tongue over it to soothe the flesh and when you pulled back, you realised you’d left a map of marks over his neck. Seeing him marked up because of you, made an intense feeling flare up within you.

You let your hand drift over his cold metal arm until you reached his palm and interlocked your fingers with his. He pushed your hand and held it over your head as you kept squeezing his palm while his flesh hand was settled on your hip as he made love to you.

His thrusts became uncoordinated and soon you felt his knot form at the base. You knew you were close, but you needed a little more. You relished in the way his alpha scent enveloped you as the blockers wore off. And now you couldn’t wait to spend the rest of your life being comforted by this scent.

“Bucky, please make me yours.”

Bucky grunted and kissed you messily before sucking on your neck. He traced his tongue over your sensitive skin and made sure you were relaxed before he sank his teeth in. You climaxed at the exact moment he claimed you as his.

The feeling was so passionate that you felt the little tug of the strings that connected your soul to Bucky’s. You didn’t know where you ended and where he began, for now you were one entity, bonded forever. In this life and the next.

You felt Bucky cum in you as he achieved his pleasure and this doubled down your sensations. This felt like a perfect moment, one you’d never forget and keep really close to your heart. A serene feeling washed over you and you fluttered your eyes shit to just enjoy the moment.

As usual, Bucky was dotting over you when you came down from the immense high. He was licking over the bonding mark as he purred. When he saw your eyes focus back on him instead of your glassy look, he smiled and kissed you on your lips. You were too lax to respond so you just let him explore your mouth.

“Bucky, remember when I asked you during my last heat if you loved someone and you said yes.. was it me you were talking about?” You mumbled in a post orgasmic haze. “You have a pretty sharp memory. And yes, it was you. I don’t know when exactly but I’ve loved you for a very long time now.”

“Hmmm. Same here.” You replied back. “Wait. I forgot to tell you something.” You got a little worried at Bucky’s serious tone. “What happened?” You tried searching his eyes for any sign of problem. “Oh, don’t get worried bunny, it’s nothing bad, actually it’s something very good.”

“Are you going to stop playing around and tell me what it is!” You playfully slapped your alpha and he chuckled. “Yeah yeah. Actually we are starting a shelter for all the people who suffered through these past few months, especially omegas. And when we were discussing, Steve and I suggested your name. So would you be interested in looking after the project?”

Your eyes twinkled with happiness. You always wanted to help people with a burning passion and this was the best way to go through. By working again, you’d reclaim your own life that you had lost and you’d be able help so many others like you. This opportunity was perfect. “I’d love to Bucky. I’d love to.”

You didn’t know if there was anyone up above writing the pages of your fate. But if there indeed was someone, you’d like to thank them for somehow making you meet Bucky Barnes.

Chris Dating a Muslim

Chris Evans x Reader

AN: As always, I like to add a disclaimer that I, indeed, am an ignorant American and do not mean to insult anyone or perpetuate stereotypes. I simply try to be inclusive and educate myself while doing so. Deepest apologies if I have offended anyone, though this time I've gotten research directly from a source thank you so much, anon.

Requested: Yes, but it has been a hot minute

For starters, Chris would be so respectful.

If you were Hijabi, he'd never once even think of seeing you without your hijab before being married and if anyone on the streets or in town even looked at you funny for it he'd absolutely shut it tf down

Giving them dirty looks and staring holes into them as they snickered at you from afar.

maybe even a harsh, "What're you fucking looking at"

He doesnt want to be rude, but the ignorance levels in America for anything and everything they don't understand is enough to send him over the edge and piss him off.

like come on, your looking at heads of lettuce and some rando is pointing and staring bc he can't see your hair-- go to hell

also, never ever pressuring you to do anything you are not ready/willing to do before marriage, he understands and respects you totally

though as soon as you're married, gloves are coming off. He'd be super sweet and gentle for a while, worshipping your body and letting you know how much he's been wanting to do this and slowly warm you up to him just totally taking over in bed

he'd try his damnedest to differentiate between halal and haram, but at first he gets them confused so bad that it's comical

He'd point to some sausage and look at you with furrowed brows as he slowly debated which term to try, "Hal-" he'd say slowly, gauging your reaction before shaking his head and trying again, "haram."

You'd give him a nod and a giggle, as he spoke to himself, "Right. Haram, bad. haram, bad..."

Oh oh oh, okay so as we know he loves his beer. However, I think this would bring him to feel weird about his intake, maybe even getting him to cut it out completely.

You'd talked before about how you don't drink alcohol but that does not mean he had to stop, but he didn't like drinking it in front of you on top of him saying how he needed to stop anyway, so badaboom, beer is gone.

This is basically just p*rn

I LOVE IT

Two Minds, One Body || Mafia!Bucky [pt4]

Mafia!Bucky x fem!reader

Chapter Summary: It's Bucky/Winter's birthday 🥳 but there always has to be some drama... Warnings: 18+ only, kind of public sex (its a public place but no one is around), edging, more smut, possessive Winter, oral both, toys: vibrator, buttplug WC: 2.9k

Main Masterlist || Bucky Masterlist || Part One || Part Two || Part Three || Part Four

You were lucky Bucky was a patient man as he waited in the car for you. You still couldn’t decide what dress you wanted to wear and you held them both up against you in the mirrored dressing room. Trying one on again, you took a photo and sent it to Bucky since it would be his birthday you would be wearing it to. You saw the message turn to read and after a moment where no response came you sighed and reached for the zip.

Knock, knock. “Doll.”

You forgot the zip and unlocked the door, stepping back as Bucky quickly slipped in and locked it behind him. Your breathing hitched as you saw the lust in his eyes and he bit his lip as he looked over your body. “Do you like it?”

You gave him a spin and smirked when he caught you by the hips, pulling you against his body so you could feel just how much he liked it. “I’d like it even more on the floor.”

His hand trailed down your spine, taking the zip with it and he slipped the sleeves over your shoulder. The cool air of the boutique store would have left you shivering if it wasn’t for the fire Bucky was lighting across your skin. Your fingers had already opened the first buttons of his dress shirt before your brain clicked in and you froze.

“We can’t have sex here.” You whispered in his ear. “There’s people just outside.”

“You think I would let anyone else hear how beautiful you sound when you cum?” His dark chuckle washed over you and his smirk teased you as much as his fingers that were dipping into your panties. “I sent everyone away. You looked so sexy in that photo, just had to have you.”

You giggled at his neediness and he spun you around to lean your hands against the mirror. There was no wasting any time with Bucky today it seemed, he quickly pulled your panties down your legs and nudged them wider before he teased your slit with his blunt head. Your eyes connected through the mirror and your lips parted as he pushed past your entrance with a satisfied moan. He truly was insatiable, between him and Winter taking their turns with you it was a miracle you could still walk.

Your breath misted up the glass as Bucky gripped your hips and set a quick pace. If you had any thoughts you would have felt sorry for the person who would have to clean the fog of your breath and your fingerprints off the glass when you were done, but Bucky was erasing all your capacity to think as he fucked you senseless.

Bucky thumb and index finger teased your nipple and you cried out at the sudden pinch he gave you, your cunt tightening, before he soothed it once again as he chuckled in your ear. “Oh? You like that, babygirl.”

“God, yes…”

You could feel your orgasm building and so could Bucky, his hand running down your stomach to the juncture of your thighs. You looked down at the reflection and watched as he spread your lips and circled your clit, quickly bringing you to the edge of bliss before he pulled out. You whimpered at the loss of both the fullness and the orgasm you were within reach of.

“Bucky, please.” You begged as you watched him force his erection back into his pants and wink at you.

“Come on, doll, we have places to be.” He chuckled as he walked out of the dressing room. “Oh, and get both dresses, you’ll need a spare.”

You didn’t know what he meant by that but you did as he told. After getting dressed and resisting the urge to finish yourself off, you gathered up the dresses and found the staff returning to the shop floor. You didn’t even have the decency to look apologetic, not when you saw the way the cashier was eyeing Bucky up at the front window.

“I’ll have these.” You said as you pulled out your purse.

“No need.” She said as she pushed your card away. “Mr Barnes owns this store.”

You tucked the purse away and caught the sly smile one Bucky’s face as he walked back and carried the garment bags for you. “When you said you owned half of Brooklyn, I thought you were exaggerating, like men and the size of their penises.”

“I don’t have to exaggerate.” He laughed as he opened the door for you before going around to the other side. “On either account.”

You headed back to the townhouse instead of travelling back upstate, since Bucky’s birthday party was going to be at a local event space, and you watched with amusement as Bucky closed the door to the walk-in wardrobe behind you. “Come to tease me again?”

He had watched you squirm on your seat the whole drive home, every bump leaving you a little breathless. “Maybe. It’s my birthday so I can have my gift unwrapped as many times as I please.”

His fingers tipped your chin back so he could steal a kiss from your lips that were pouting at the idea of being edged again. Thankfully, you knew how to drive him as crazy as he did you. You dropped to your knees and pulled his cock free to see the thick beads of precum leaking from his angry red tip. You flicked your tongue over the little slit and hummed at his taste, each kitten lick jerked his body and you could see his patience wearing thin.

“It’s not nice when you don’t get to cum, isn’t it?” You asked innocently as you stroked him slowly, painfully so.

The glaze in his eyes was gone and his focus was on the teasing smile you held and he smirked as he ran his thumb over your bottom lip. “You want me to fuck you, is that it?”

“Yes.”

“You want me to make you cum all over my cock?”

“God, yes…please.”

His eyes seemed to sparkle as you turned to putty as his feet. “Ok, but then you have to wear the gift I got you tonight.”

You would sell your soul for him to just give you the release you needed. “Anything.”

He walked around you and pushed you onto all fours, his hands massaging your ass and teasing your dripping hole with his thumb. After tasting your nectar from his thumb he hummed and thrust his hips forward, filling you as you pushed yourself back to meet him. There was no way you were missing out on another orgasm and you reached between your legs and let your fingers glide over your bundle of nerves.

“Someone’s a bit greedy.” He teased with a spank as he felt your fingers against his shaft. “Go on, baby, wanna feel you cum.”

Your back arched as you chased your own release and your legs tried to close shut around Bucky until they began to tremble. Your moans filled the small room and the hands on your hips gripped you tighter so Bucky could ram himself as fast as possible, the loud slaps of your skin filling your ears.

“B-bucky, I’m, oh god…” Your words were lost as white hot flashes of light blinded you and your core clamped down around him, milking him as he released himself inside you.

“Holy fuck.” He panted as his hips continued to jerk and you felt the most full you ever had, his cum leaking out and down your legs as he watched it rolling down. “Look at that beautiful mess.”

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The party was in full swing and businessmen and women from all over the world had accepted the invitation to Bucky’s birthday. You knew the majority of the people around you were criminals of one kind or another but you couldn’t tell them apart from the straight-laced business owners who mingled among them. The politicians you could spot a mile away, their seedy nature sending you in the opposite direction, which is how you ended up near the pool table. Your glances kept returning to the table but there was no one else playing, just people using it as a drink holder.

“Such a longing stare, should I be jealous of someone?” Bucky asked quietly in your ear, just above the music, as his hands came to rest on your hips.

“You’ve set my standards too high now, there’s no one that could make you jealous.” You promised as you turned in his arms. “It’s been a long time since I played pool, do you play?”

“Not since I found a better way to spend my time.” He smirked before taking your hand and leading you over, the people grabbing their drinks as Bucky took two cues from the holder. “Ladies first.”

You took your pick of the cue and chalked it up before walking around to the head of the table and lining up the break. The cue warmed your fingers as you pushed and pulled, readying your shot before you dropped your head and bit your lip to stifle the moan. When the sensation passed you shot daggers at Bucky, his phone in hand and ready to set off another vibration in your core. When he said to wear the gift he bought you, you thought he meant the dress. You were sorely mistaken.

“Take the shot, doll.” He teased as he lowered the settings but left it running.

You took a deep breath and rushed the shot, balls exploding in all directions but a large sinking into the corner. He slipped his phone away to clap at the shot and more people turned to watch the game unfold and you watched with intrigue as his tongue peeked out in concentration and one eye slightly closed as he lined it up. He had played you once again, he was more than just an amateur and nearly sunk all his balls before missing one and returning back to the side.

You already anticipated what came next once he pulled his phone from his pocket and you felt as if the entire club was watching you teeter on the edge of an orgasm - and then it was gone. You sagged with relief and took your shot, sinking three before missing a shot. You retreated to a wall so you had something to lean on as your legs trembled and you felt your arousal running down your thighs.

A warm body pressed against you and for a split second you thought it strange that Bucky had missed his shot so soon but you found a stranger with a bitter cologne in your face. The man had obviously been drinking as it was strong on his breath that you tried to recoil from, your head turning away and locking eyes with Winter. The room seemed to hold their breath collectively as Winter stalked his way over, cue in hand.

Winter glared daggers as he splintered the cue on the man's back and tore him away from you. “No one touches my kukolka.”

His possessiveness was more electric than the vibrator and the start of a moan sneaked past your lips before you could stop it, the sound instantly catching Winter’s attention. His head snapped to you and he looked torn between wanting to destroy the man that touched you and wanting to touch you himself. Snapping his head to Nico, he shoved the man his way and Nico clearly understood the assignment as he began pulling the stranger towards the back exit where some of the guards' cars were waiting. You knew he would pay for his transgression later but for now, Winter had better things to do.

“You don’t want to finish the game?” You gasped as he pinned you to the wall and wiped the memory of the last two minutes with one heated gaze.

“I want to play with you.” He growled in your ear as his teeth grazed over your racing pulse. He nipped the skin and chuckled as you jumped, your body rubbing against his and feeling how hard he was for you.

You looked around and found the attention had returned to the band playing and whatever else the people were up to before the short disturbance. Grabbing Winter’s hand you made your way to the dark service alley and a restricted area before he pulled you to a stop and ran his hands over the soft material of your dress.

“I’m gonna leave my marks all over you, kukolka, so no one forgets who you belong to.” He promised as his lips kissed your collarbone before sucking on the delicate skin.

Your fingers buried themselves in his dark hair and you held him to your chest, the love bites leading their way down your plunging neckline until he reached the bust. His hands pulled up your dress as he dropped to his knees and you lost contact with his hair as he disappeared under your dress. You gasped and threw your hands back to the wall for balance as he pulled you leg over his shoulder and kissed your clit.

If anyone were to walk in they would see your dress puffed out, and a bit lumpy, and the peek of red bottomed mens dress shoes beneath the hem. They would also see your face painted with ecstasy, his marks against your neck, your jaw hung in suspense as his tongue lashed across your swollen pearl and his fingers gently tugged the tail of the purple silicone love egg Bucky had put in you. The vibrating increased and you gripped the material across your stomach as if you could stop your body jerking in response.

“Win, please, I need to cum.” You begged as the overstimulation left your body twitching and trembling.

You felt him chuckle against your clit and you shivered at the added vibration before he sucked it between his lips. You could feel the liquid running down your thighs, more escaping every time he moved the egg, and he hummed greedily as he pulled away and licked the rivulets clean. Suddenly the vibrations turned to what you could only hope was the maximum setting because you could not take anymore. You cried out and if it wasn’t for Winter holding you you would have collapsed as your orgasm crashed over you.

“Clench, kukolka.” Winter ordered and you couldn’t not clench if you tried, your pussy was holding tight to the egg that was still buzzing inside you.

Winter’s fingers grabbed the tail and he pulled it, fighting your body to keep it in your cunt but he won, the vibrator coming free, your juices flowing down your legs. You sagged with relief as the stimulation was gone but your head was still spinning as Winter emerged from your dress with a proud grin and a glistening chin.

“I can’t go back out in this.” You murmured as you felt the back of the dress damp where it clung to your legs.

Winter took your hand and wove deeper through the service alley to a private room and you found the second dress hanging in the garment bag. You took it from the coat hanger with a laugh, heading to the bathroom to clean up first. “You really did plan to ruin the dress.”

“I’ll ruin that one too, but it can wait till we get home.”

Your core was already throbbing at the thought and you had to shut the door before you took a seat on his lap and rode him into the couch he was waiting for you on. You had already kept him away from his party for too long, he should make a reappearance before people think he left. You stepped out of the bathroom with the dress held to your chest and he was already rising from the chair with his tongue licking his lips at the sight.

“Do me up?” You asked over your shoulder and shivered as his cool fingers zipped you up and kissed your neck softly. “Will you dance with me?”

Winter nodded but not before you caught his smirk. “First, bend over, you’re forgetting something.”

He opened his palm and your eyes widened at the metal plug that had a large diamond set in the base. “Wiiiiinnn...”

“It’s this or the egg, your choice.” His grin only widened when you bent over and held the back of the chair, the egg was just too much in your current state and you weren’t going to deny his request, you wanted it.

The cold metal pressed to your dripping folds first, making it slick before he gently pressed it to your ass. His free hand massaged your lower back as it met resistance and he pushed just a little bit more. “Relax.”

You exhaled deeply and tried not to tense as you felt yourself spreading for it, stretching enough to steal your breath before the pressure was gone and you felt full. “Good girl. Keep it there for me for the rest of the night.”

You straightened up and you wished you chose the egg as a new wave of pleasure filled you and your eyes widened at how good every step felt. His eyes darkened as he watched your chest rise and fall with your controlled breaths and he knew you were going to be dripping down your legs soon. “Time for that dance, kukolka.”

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Fuck !!! You need to make multiple part for the lioness I fucking love this fic

I freaking loved this! Always a sucker for a badass reader, I mean it’s not always the men? Yk? Hehe kidding aside, I just had this idea, a prequel per se, for lioness. Ofc it’s up to u if u wanna do it!

Maybe the reader (I’m not sure what background is fitting/good), they viewed her as Bucky’s trophy wife before. Weak without Bucky, good for nothing but an eye candy, bed warmer, sexualizing her, saying bucky would be bored of her after the long run (Bc that’s what they do) basically every misogynistic statement a man could throw at a woman.

And well, yeah, women do try their shot with Bucky. Men also try to get her from Bucky. Thinking that their relationship is nothing but shallow and physical.

NOT knowing that Bucky is the king because of his Queen. NOT knowing that the brain of everything is her. not knowing that if Bucky is brutal, then she is worse. not knowing that without her, Bucky wouldn’t have his empire. Bucky might be a strong and wise man, but behind him before (Bc now she do be in front), was an even stronger and wiser woman of his. And not knowing that they see each other as equal, love each other through and through, they did something to put the woman behind, right in front of their eyes.

She isn’t called a lioness just for her beauty and grace. Her wit, cunningness, and aggressiveness did. So yeah, maybe this could prompt a prequel? HEHE thank you so much if u do (or don’t) pursue this! Really love ur writing 💗

Things got a bit bloody here, even for me...but I love it 🖤

Lioness - The Prequel || Mafia!Bucky

Warnings: 18+ only, oral (f rec), murder, torture, violence, swearing WC: 2.7k

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You hadn’t known he was the owner of the nightclub when you had spotted Bucky watching you from the VIP tables. It was nothing new, men always liked to watch you. You had turned so many of them away as you danced alone under the strobe lights but still more tried to lay there hands on your waist or the ballsier ones went straight to your ass. The current man had done just that, two of his palms firmly planted on your ass and pulling your body against his.

“Look at you playing all hard to get, baby.” He purred in your ear as you turned your face away from his with a grimace, the sharp tang of vodka on his breath. “Don’t be shy, ass like this is just begging to be touched.”

“Don’t touch me.” You rolled your eyes before pushing him back so you could see his glazed eyes. “It’s not gonna happen, so fuck off before someone gets hurt.”

You sighed as you saw the resolve settle in his face, the tic of his jaw as he decided what to do with your insult. His hand grabbed your bare arm and gripped it painfully, his nails digging into your skin as he dragged you towards the mens bathroom. His foot kicked the door open and he shouted at two men using the urinals to find somewhere else to piss.

“I just want it noted for the record that I did warn you.” You said as he pushed you back into the tiled wall.

The second his hands moved to unbuckle his belt your fist jabbed out, straight into his trachea so he couldn’t scream for help. You swiped his legs out from under him and since he was finding it already hard to breath you straddled his chest, unsheathing the knife that was strapped to your thigh.

“You know what, I think you need a lesson in consent.” You said as you dragged the blade down his cheek, a thin red streak appearing in its wake. “Let’s role play, I’ll be you. Do you want me to break your nose?”

He tried to talk as he shook his head but his crushed trachea left him silent.

“See, a normal, decent person would take that as a no, but I’m being you. So…” You closed your fist and punched him, feeling the satisfying crunch of his nose under your knuckles. “Now, how's your lesson going?”

”Good, good. That was the warm up.” His silent tears were mixing with the blood running down his face and you smiled sadistically as the door opened to reveal the man who had been watching you. “How about a castration?”

“Not the pick up line I would have used.” The stranger said as he walked in and closed the door behind him. He watched you in the mirror as he meticulously washed his hands and took care to get around the thick white gold rings he wore.

“What are you doing here?” You frowned as he leant against the wall, tilting his head as watched your fingers twirling your blade, a nervous habit as much as just looking good.

“This is the mens room, doll, what are you doing here?” He shot back with a smirk. “You see when I heard about a man dragging the sexiest woman in my club into the bathrooms, this was not what I was expecting to find.”

“Ah, you’re the kind of guy that likes to swoop in and save the damsel in distress.” You chuckled, pressing the blade of your knife to the man's throat when he tried to buck you off. “Did you think I would fall on my knees for you, my white knight and suck your cock?”

“I wouldn’t say no.” He winked before pulling a gun from behind his back. “But my priority is making sure no one else thinks they can come into my house and pull the shit he did. So, leave him with me.”

“No.”

“It wasn’t a question, doll.”

“I don’t take orders from anyone.” You stared at each other for what felt like hours as he sucked his bottom lip between his teeth and you felt your body heating up under his blue eyes. “But maybe we can come to another arrangement?”

His smirk grew and you squirmed, forgetting for a moment that you were still sitting on some stranger's chest. “What do you have in mind?”

He watched you rise and he couldn’t help thinking you had the grace of a cat and the fire of a huntress as you stepped over the half conscious man and closer to him. He hadn’t seen anyone that came close to being as sexy as you when you wiped your blade across your dress and slipped it back into your thigh sheath, a hint of your lace panties teasing him. “Let me kill him, you can take all the credit and, well, I’m sure you can think of something you want.”

You stood toe to toe him as you slipped his gun from his hands and placed it on the marble vanity. His cock was already straining against his pants and you sighed as you imagined how big it was from how it pressed against you as you reached up to whisper in his ear.

“So what do you say?”

Two Years Later

“I’m telling you baby, you gotta do something to shake it up. We lost two blocks to the Don last month and now they think the fucking own the city.” You said as you reclined back in your chair getting more frustrated that you couldn’t just waltz into the gentlemans club where the Don and his Capos met monthly - but apparently it was hallowed ground, neutral, bullshit. “I would paint the walls with his fucking brain.”

Bucky chuckled as he tipped your chin back so that he could kiss your filthy mouth. “Fuck I love it when you get murderous.”

He turned your chair to face him as he dropped to the floor and pushed your legs wide. You watched his adam’s apple bounce as he swallowed at the sight, your panties nowhere to be seen and your pussy ready to be eaten, you were always so ready for him. His hands pulled you forward and straight into his waiting mouth, his tongue delving between your slit.

“The cars are ready.” Steve's voice called from outside the office door.

“Ten,” you moaned as Bucky eased two fingers inside you and curled them up as his tongue pressed over your clit, “minutes. Bit busy.”

You heard his exasperated sigh but ignored it as his footsteps retreated down the hall so you could finish before needing to leave. Bucky chuckled as he heard his best friend stopping someone else from trying to interrupt and the vibration sent a delicious wave of pleasure up your spine.

“Oh fuck, that’s at it baby.”

Your fingers laced in his hair as you rolled your hips against his mouth, chasing the release he teased in front of you. Your head fell back as his lips sealed around your clit and sucked it just how you liked and his fingers rolled against your g-spot, the final straw that sent you head first into your orgasm. The leather of your chair creaked as your body jerked with sensitivity and Bucky continued to suck until you pushed his head away with a cry. You slammed your legs shut as you tried to stop your head from spinning and he grinned happily as he wiped away your juices running down his chin.

“Fuck, now I have to change.” You smirked as you rose from the chair and felt the back of your dress damp from the liquid that had escaped.

“No panties.” Bucky stated as he watched you walk on trembling legs to the door. “I want to know there’s cum running down your thighs.”

You crossed your finger over your heart and raced upstairs to change, keeping your promise before meeting Bucky at the front door. You kissed him as his hands ran over your body, smiling when he felt no panty lines under the material. “That’s my girl.”

Bucky could feel the anger radiating from you the entire meeting, his hand under the table gently squeezing yours as your fingers itched to reach for your knife. He knew you too well. The car ride home had been silent as you watched the mental playback with hindsight 20/30. You could finally see it clearly, that you would never be taken seriously by the men of this world, not unless they saw firsthand what you were capable of.

“I’m sick of them looking at me like I’m just there to smile and giggle.” You growled the second the bedroom door closed. “I tell them one thing, they laugh. You tell them the same thing, they fucking take note. I am sick of it.”

“This whole thing was your idea, this agreement.” Bucky pointed out as he tore his restricting tie from his neck and cornered you at the edge of the bed.

“Fuck the agreement.” You huffed and fell back on the bed. “I want to renegotiate.”

His body covered yours as he caged you between his arms and his blue eyes glimmered with excitement, probably remembering how fun the first negotiation had gone. “Anything you wish.”

“That’s not a negotiation, that’s submitting.” You pointed out as your fingers unbuttoned his dress shirt.

“It’s respecting my queen.” He said as his lips trailed along your neck. “This empire wouldn’t be what it is without you, so tell me what you want.”

“Everything.”

“You’ll have to be more specific, my love.” His lips were leaving a trail of fire along your collarbone, slowly making his way down the valley of your breasts and leaving your thoughts scattered. “Tell me.”

“I want to cut the little whores who even think about touching you.” You smiled at the thought. “I want to carve my name onto them so they never forget who they crossed. And that would just be for pleasure, for business I would make a statement so loud that no one would ever fuck with us again, they would hear my name and tremble.”

“You want to be the bogeyman.”

“No, the whole problem that the people in this world have with me is that I am not a man. I want to show them that their misogynistic ideals will be their downfall.” Your chest rising rapidly as you were impassioned with your statement. “I want to be something fierce, something feminine, something…more than any man could be.”

Bucky licked his lips as he watched your eyes shine like they did when you were worked up,  the way you fixated on your goal like a predator and her prey, a graceful, frightening huntress. “A lioness, The Lioness.”

“Lioness.” You tasted the sound on your tongue. “Hmm, they are fierce animals.”

“Feminine and graceful.” He added.

“And takes care of her king.”

“Sounds just like someone I know.” He smirked as he hovered above your lips. “My beautiful lioness.”

You couldn’t help smirking at the pout on your husband’s lips as he watched you descend the stairs. Tonight was the night you were going to make your real introduction into the criminal underworld and you would not be doing it in a dress.

“Pick that lip up baby, and I might let you find out if I’m wearing anything under this.” You teased as you straightened the perfectly tailored, stark white suit you wore with a plunging neckline, a sense of business with a hint of sexiness. “Are you ready?”

His eager smile and lick of his lips sent your blood pumping faster around your body as you reached the bottom step and he laced his fingers with yours. “Let’s fucking do it.”

It was carnage, beautiful carnage. The Don didn’t know what had hit him as you stepped through the doors to the Gentlemen's Club, the ‘no women permitted’ sign streaked red with the blood of the man who tried to stop you.

“What the fuck is this Barnes?” He had growled at Bucky who was leaning against the doorway behind you. “Get your puttana the fuck out of here.”

You kissed your lips at his insult and reached up your sleeve for the dagger that was sheathed to your forearm. “I think I need to teach you a lesson in manners.”

“She’s a really great teacher.” Bucky chuckled with a hint of his anger sneaking through. “First lesson, don’t call my wife a whore.”

“You have a problem, you come talk to me man to man, this is not how we do things.” The Don said as he moved behind his men, regretting the rule of no weapons on hallowed ground. His men outside had been armed but you have quickly slaughtered them, with Steve standing guard beyond Bucky in case more arrived.

“Well things have changed.” You said as you tossed the blade up and caught it. “And I personally think actions speak louder than words.”

The Don ordered his men to attack and, even though Bucky knew you could handle yourself, his arm tensed as he physically fought against his protective urge to move you behind him. You dodged the hand that tried to grab you, knocking it aside with the vambrace hidden beneath your sleeve before you glided your blade across his throat, the hot spray of blood staining your suit as he fell to your feet. Your Jimmy Choo’s looked like Louboutins as you stepped through the pool of blood and turned the heels red.

You had to shake your head at the Don, he had made the wrong choice with his Capos. These men were not fighters, they were only good with a gun and assumed their brute strength was enough on its own, without their weapons they were just little sacrificial lambs. Your clothes were drenched in the blood of his men as you reached his trembling form, the last of his man gurgling through the hole in his throat. Your knife had been wedged stuck in the spine of a gutless pig who had tried to turn and run. Without the blade you had resorted to killing the last man with a kick to the throat, your heel puncturing a painful hole.

“Please, please don’t kill me.” The Don begged as he wet himself where he stood. “You can have it all back, your territory, it’s yours, done.”

“Oh, I know.” You laughed. “And I will leave you alive.”

“Thank you, thank you.” He stammered as he fell to his knees and took your hand, kissing your wedding ring.

“Don’t mistake this as kindness.” You said as you backhanded him with the hand he had just kissed. “I want you to tell everyone what you witnessed tonight.”

“We want you to tell everyone that she isn’t just one of the mob wives, she’s my equal in every way.” Bucky stated as he stood by your side, his pupils blown with lustful thoughts as he watched you take everyone down. “She’s my fucking lioness.”

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Hii sweets!♥️ May i request… the thought of rough fucking w bucky 🤭🫠 its for sure gonna be a longg night, like maybe he’s angry abt something (not at u ofc) so he just uses you as a hole to take out his anger 😵‍💫 Oh! And i keep thinking of aftercare w him, the amount of praises, care and love he’ll shower you with!! Hes so gentle and will sit in the bathtub w u while he washes your hair and if youre not too fucked out, you'll wash his hair for him too hehe, etc. Sharing giggles w him and he’ll help you dry your hair dhfdjfdjfsj i love him 🥹🥹🥹

Oomph this Bucky could break my back and I would thank him for it 🥵 thank you for request 💜💜

Control & Comfort || Bucky

Warnings: 18+ only, bj, unprotected sex, smut-no plot at all, rough sex, pussy slap, degradation, aftercare WC: 1.8k

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You knew exactly how your night was going to be spent the second Bucky walked in the door. His cheeks were flushed and the muscle beneath was hard as he clenched them in anger. The bang of the door slamming shut echoed through the house and his feet carried him straight towards you. Something, or someone, had seriously pissed him off and you were happy to be his outlet.

“Knees. Now.” He snapped as he roughly pulled his jacket off and tossed it over the back of the couch, his fingers instantly moving to unbuckle his belt.

You slipped from the couch and onto your knees without question, your obedience instilled from being at his beck and call for so long. Your hands pulled at his jeans to free his cock and he moaned as you teased your tongue along his length before he gripped the back of your head and thrust his hips forward. There was no warm up, no niceties, just a desperate need to be in control of something in his life.

“Fuck, that’s it, take it like a good girl.” He purred as your throat constricted around him and your eyes watered.

You could feel your pussy throb as he praised you and your hand drifted down your stomach to the waistband of your pants. His hand caught your arm before you could touch yourself and he pulled it away as you tipped your head back to look in his eyes. You were begging him for permission but he just licked his lips and shook his head.

“Not until I say you can.” He warned before he released his hold on your head and pulled out. Your lungs gasped for breath and saliva ran down your chin while he watched with dark eyes. He loved seeing you like this, he thought it was absolutely beautiful. It was you trusting him and giving him complete control. “Stand up and turn around.”

Your legs trembled from kneeling on the hard floor and you felt his hands on your hips as you turned, pulling your pants down before pushing forward over the couch. Cold fingers pressed to your core as he nudged your legs apart and your breath hitched as he smeared your moisture along your slit. You knew he wanted it hard and rough when he didn’t even attempt to prep you with his fingers first, he just needed to feel you wrapped about his cock.

You cried out at the sudden fullness and the burn of him stretching your cunt, the pain quickly turning to pleasure as he pulled back out before slamming into you again. Your breaths were more like gasps as every thrust pushed the air from your lungs and it felt like he was trying to breach your cervix with how hard he fucking you.

“Christ, you're my perfect little slut aren’t you?” He growled as he pushed down on your back until you were almost bent in two, your reply lost in a moan as your core clenched tighter around him. “Taking this big cock whenever I tell you.”

Your fingers were searching for something to grab onto as the warmth in your belly began to grow and the best thing you could reach was a cushion. You squeezed it tight and bit your teeth into it as you fought against release, Bucky reminding you that he hadn’t given you permission with a spank to your ass. You jolted forward at the sharp slap before he pressed his vibranium hand to it and cooled the reddening mark with his touch.

“Please, please, please, Bucky, I can’t hold it.” You begged as your legs quaked and your tears slipped over your lashes.

“Just. A. Little. Longer.” He strained as his hips rolled you, his balls slapping your clit with every thrust.

You were dancing on a knife's edge and it was painful, the promise of release within your reach. “I can’t, I can’t, I-”

“Go on doll, cum all over my cock.”

He hadn’t even finished his sentence before your release crashed over you and your scream was dampened by the cushion as you buried your face into it. There was no relief as he kept pounding into you, wave after wave rocking through your body as you failed to come down from your high. If it wasn’t for his hands gripping your hips tightly you would have crawled away but he was not about to let that happen. A deeper pressure began to build within you and when he reached down to toy with your clit, it exploded, warmth running down your legs as you trembled around him on the brink of collapse.

“That’s it baby, that’s my good girl.” He grinned proudly as he slowed his pace and let your oversensitized cunt have a moment to recover, his hands massaging your lower back until your muscles relaxed. “Do you think you can handle another? I think you can.”

It would be tough but you would try for him, so you nodded your head and pushed your hips back to meet his. He chuckled as your body greedily took all of him and knew his first release wouldn’t be too far away. He worked his hips like you were dancing and you moaned at the change in angles, aftershocks pulsing within you as he slowly gained momentum with his controlled pace.

“C'mere.” He murmured as his hands rose up your sides, pulling you up so your back was to his chest and his hands came to rest on your breasts, your quick breaths pushing them against him as he began to massage them. “You were made just for me.”

You couldn’t even formulate words as the sharp angle of his hips thrust him over you g-spot and left your body numb, your head floating in the clouds. Sounds strangled in your throat as you rose to your tiptoes but he pulled you back down his cock before you could get away.

“Uh-uh, we had a deal.” He warned low in your ear. “You’re staying right there until you cum again.”

Without warning he lifted his leg, bracing it on the couch seat before ramming into you. You would have screamed at the sudden spike of pleasure but he had snaked a hand to your mouth and clamped down before the sound could escape.

“This is what happens when you are a naughty girl, naughty girls don’t get to cum.” He reminded you before he let you have your breath back and slapped your pussy as he slammed into you. “Are you going to be naughty again?”

You shook your head violently as you cried, another orgasm threatening to tear you apart but he had taken away your permission. “Please, I’ll be good, I promise, oh god, please, I’m gonna cum.”

His smile teased your neck as he kissed your racing heart, he loved nothing more than hearing you beg for him. “I’m gonna fill you up real good when you cum, dollface. Let go.”

Your head tipped back to his shoulder and it was only his hands that kept you upright as whitehot pleasure flooded from you, your body jerking as he fucked into you a few more times before he kept his promise. His grunts filled your ears as he spilled himself in you but instead of stopping he just slowed down, easing himself in and out, enjoying the feel of your walls fluttering around him and the mixture of your cum leaking out all over his cock.

“You did so beautifully.” He praised as he turned your head so he could kiss you sweetly. “You wouldn’t believe the day I had, I needed you so bad.”

“That’s what I’m here for.” You smiled as your eyes fluttered shut and you relaxed in his hold.

“I tired you out didn’t I?” He chuckled as he felt your breath even out and your muscles relax. “Let me clean you up, then you can have a rest.”

“You don’t plan on letting me sleep tonight do you?” You murmured as he slipped out from between your legs and picked you up, cradling you in his arms as he carried you to the bathroom.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and looked up from where you rested your head on his shoulder, catching the smirk playing at his lips as he pondered his answer. “Eventually.”

Your mind seemed almost as empty as the large bubbles that drifted on the water’s surface and your fingers lazily popped them as they floated by. Bucky whispered softly in your ear, spelling out the sweet words as he wrote across your stomach with his index finger. The moment was perfectly peaceful but you knew from the stirring of his cock against your back that there was the promise of more pleasure to come.

“Lay down, doll.” He said softly as he reached for the shampoo.

You slid down his body until the water reached your ears and silenced the world around you. His fingers massaged your head as he lathered the shampoo into your hair and you closed your eyes before he cupped the water and washed it out. You loved these moments, when he gently brought you down from the rush of endorphins so you didn’t crash completely.

You waited until he had finished conditioning your hair before you sat up, rolling onto your stomach in the deepest bath and resting your chin on his chest. His blue eyes shone as he gazed down at you, love on the surface and need swimming below. You climbed his body and straddled his thighs as you reached for the shampoo bottle.

“My turn.”

He slid down the curve of the bath and water splashed over the lip until he settled neck deep. His eyes fluttered shut as you ran your fingers through his long strands and his lips parted with a sigh as you washed his hair. His cock was growing harder beneath you and his hands pulled you higher up so he teased your entrance.

“You’re going to get soap in your eyes.” You moaned as he pushed past your swollen lips and you eased down his shaft. “Close them.”

“And miss out on a second of watching you?” He chuckled. “I can take a little sting.”

You laughed at his stubbornness before biting your lip just the way he liked and rolled your hips. “You take such good care of me, I want to take care of you. Please, close them for me?”

“Enjoy the control while you can.” He smirked as he closed his eyes. “After we get out of here it’s all mine.”

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