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Okay, so, hear me out

Trans TJ Hammond.

That’s it, that’s the post. 

Do with that headcanon what you will.

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Morning.

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Bucky riding steve in lingerie and with his lipstick ruined bc he has just finished sucking him off is giant turn on, fuck my life

Thanks for the inspiration, nonnie 😏 This is for @buckysbrat who gets all the credit for this idea and the inspiration behind it thanks to her non-gender conforming Bucky headcanon post. I hope you like it mah friend!! Hopefully I did it justice 😊

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Deep wine-red lipstick smeared from his kiss swollen-lips, Bucky let his head fall back and moaned as he rode Steve into the silk sheets beneath them. He knew that he made quite the sight right now and he was relishing it, feeling more free and more beautiful than he could even fathom.

He’d dressed up tonight not just for Steve but himself, decked out in black thigh high stockings with lacy bands at the top and a matching garter, and little pale pink lace panties and matching bralette. The panties were long gone by now, naturally, and the lipstick smudged to hell, but everything else was still on and Bucky couldn’t get enough of the almost reverent way that Steve was gazing up at him. His hair was down, an extra curl to it tonight as well, and he felt pretty, wanted, needed, like some kind of goddess come to life as he fucked himself relentlessly hard on Steve’s cock.

It was intoxicating, addicting. He wished that he could feel like this all the time, wished that the moment would never end.

“God, look at you,” Steve whispered, sitting up and slipping his fingers into Bucky’s hair, kissing him deep and hungry and wearing some of that lipstick himself by now. “So fuckin’ beautiful, baby.”

Bucky smiled, hands gripping Steve’s shoulders as he continued to do most of the work, hips rolling fast and deep but not frantic, not yet. He wanted this to last. He kissed Steve again, unable to get enough of him and the way that he tasted, the way that he not only accepted Bucky for who he was but loved him all the more for it. He never merely humored Bucky or tolerated what he liked out of love - no, he fucking loved it too and loved seeing Bucky happy and free more than anything in the whole world.

Bucky let his head loll to the side when Steve began trailing kisses down his neck, licking and nipping and sucking here and there, leaving marks for later. Bucky shivered, loving every claim that Steve ever laid upon him, always craving more, always.

“So pretty like this, sweetheart,” Steve murmured, lips dragging down Bucky’s pink lace-covered chest. He kissed a trail down the middle and then ventured over, nosing over the lace and kissing the swell of flesh beneath it through the thin fabric. Then he peeked up at Bucky as he gently slipped the material aside and flicked his tongue over Bucky’s nipple, eyes closing again as his lips wrapped around it, and Bucky couldn’t help but arch his back and moan, sensitive body shuddering under the onslaught of sensations.

Hand on the back of Steve’s head to hold him just where he was, Bucky started riding him faster and groaned, “Steve, fuck, don’t stop, I’m gonna -”

“Do it, baby,” Steve murmured lowly, breathing hot and hard into his chest. “Be a good girl and for me.”

Bucky obeyed without hesitation, throwing his head back and slamming himself down one, two, three more times and then it was over, the room filled with his blissful cries as he came hard enough to see stars. He was so far gone that he barely noticed Steve follow him right after, clutching him hard and leaving no space between them as they rode their highs together. It was exquisite - it always was, but this time it a little extra special and they both felt it.

Bucky was kissing on Steve’s neck when they both managed to open their eyes again, Bucky admiring the way the lipstick looked on Steve’s flesh before raising his head and meeting Steve’s sated, affectionate gaze. Bucky couldn’t help but blush underneath it - just a little.

“I love you so damn much,” Steve murmured, cupping Bucky’s face and tracing his cheekbone with the pad of his thumb.

“Love you too, Steve,” Bucky replied quietly, unable to help the blissed out smile on his face. It didn’t fade when Steve leaned in to kiss him softly, either.

“Prettiest dame I’ve ever seen,” Steve whispered, forehead pressed against Bucky’s. There was no teasing in his tone, no jokey little grin, nothing but pure sincerity, and God Bucky was sure that if he loved Steve anymore than he did he’d simply just… burst.

He was happy, safe, comfortable in his skin, no shame or guilt anywhere to be found. He knew who he was and he was learning more and more about what that meant every single day, and he couldn’t have had a better partner to share it all with. And he wouldn’t trade any of it for the whole world.

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My friend asked for Steve in a Playboy Bunny outfit AND WE ARE TRASH

💙 Bucky got his own autographed copy ❤️

BONUS

GOD BLESS AMERICA

also, Buck in Seb’s daisy shirt ‘cause cUTE

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dog tags by @moxxxley

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30 DAY OTP NSFW CHALLENGE 

Stevie & Buck

25. With toys. Stevie’s wearing a strap-on. And a little heart sticker on his hiney. And his high heels. Buck likes it against the wall like that. And he likes it when Steve looks like a dancer like that.

26. Boring sex. It happens sometimes. Even though Bucky wore his fancy littel shoes and black thong.

27. Rough sex! It’s fun and delicious and apparently not enough for ole Buck. 

P.S. thanks for the encouragement @lisamott9!!!

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Stucky corset porn! For @allmyfavoritethings724 Hope you like them!

supersoldier dick under the cut!

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This was a commision from @buck-b-barnes! 

Look under the cut for some naked booties ;)

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30 DAY OTP NSFW CHALLENGE 

Captain Rogers & Sergeant Barnes

22. On the desk (chair)

23. Trying new position (the eagle!!!)

24. Shy. Well more like nervous and anxious. Poor little Bucky. :’( He just wants to get some, but Hydra made him nervous about his body.

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Black lingerieee

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“I thought we’d have more time-”

I call this series: How Many Times Can I Make Myself Sad Drawing Steve’s Post IW Dreams

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anyway, here’s Original Recipe Steve getting his ass ate so right on a hot August evening

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*steven tyler singing i don’t want to miss a thing, softly in the distance*

making the most of their limited post civil war/pre deep freeze down time

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when i realised i hadn’t yet drawn anything explicitly stevebucky-!!

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Aún tengo feels de Infinity War… 😭💕💕

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Control play

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