#avegners smut

[buckyalpine]

Collar

THIS IS EVERYTHING MY GOD @boredum7865 YES TO IT ALL FLUFF AND SMUT

“And how about this for our princess” another tiny mouse was thrown into the growing pile of toys while Bucky made his way up and down the shelves of the pet store. You giggled at the way he added more and more items to the cart without a care in the world, spoiling his furbaby. 

“Buck, she doesn’t need-

“Yes she does” he huffed, tossing in another bag of treats, so she’d get to pick between chicken, turkey or tuna. As soon as you arrived back at the compound with about half the store, Bucky set all the things down in the living room before going and grabbing his favorite thing in the world, the most proud cat dad. 

“You like all this babygirl?” He cooed, letting her sniff her new presents, happily batting a feathery ball before taking her time to swat at the bags everything came in. 

“Of course she likes the bags” You snorted while Bucky shook his head. You picked up her up and set her down on your lap to the the different collars you’d bought her; each in every color of the rainbow with a cute silver bell in the middle. Each one looked perfect on her white fur, the pink one seemingly her favorite. You picked up the last collar which hung  too low around her neck, about 3 sizes too large. 

“Aww baby, I think this is a little big for you” You slipped off the black collar her head and put the pink one back on while Bucky picked up the black one you set aside. 

“This ones huge” Bucky mused, holding it up to his own neck and fastening it, giggling at the fact that it actually fit him. “Now we match, baby girl” He grinned, grabbing Alpine and holding her up to his face, her little nose twitching, trying to boop it against his. She slow blinked, purring and tucking herself into his neck for cuddles, eventually slinking away again to play with her latest haul. 

“I think I’d make a good cat” Bucky stated to himself while he stretched out on the couch where the sun was hitting, settling himself against the cushions. 

“What” You snorted, sorting through the cat food and organizing it while Bucky folded his arms behind his head, lounging lazily in the warm sun. 

“I’m low maintenance" He thought to himself, listing all the reasons he thought made him cat quality, “I like naps. I like chicken. I like dark spaces. I like belly scratches-

“Really, Mr. Don’t come near me within a 10 Ft. radius?” The laugh you let out made him pout, retracting his previous statement.  

“Fine. I like when you give me belly rubs. You’re always giving them to Alpine, give me some”

“A child is what you are-” You shook your head, scooting near the edge of the sofa from where you were seated on the floor, turning around to your ridiculous boyfriend. Your breath hitched in your thrown, suddenly forgetting how to breath while Bucky laid on his back, still wearing the collar, the leather material matching his tight black t-shirt and jeans. His t-shirt had ridden up, giving you a pretty view of the faint trail of hair that continued down his jeans, the sun making the silver on the bell sparkle. 

“You okay, baby?” He asked, noting you looked like you were lost in thought, lips lightly parted, breathing heavier. 

“Y-yeah” you nodded, still staring at the little silver bell, shaking your head and the less than innocent thoughts that tried to sneak in. “You’re wearing the collar?” 

“M’cute with it” He shrugged like a little shit, “C’mon, pet me” He grinned, bringing you back in earth, happily humming when you playfully rolled your eyes and sat beside him, letting your fingers graze over his abs, rubbing his tummy up and down. 

“Happy now?” You cocked an eye brow while he nodded, closing his eyes and started falling asleep, the collar still staring right back at you. 

Sitting so pretty on his thick neck. 

Black leather with that delicate little bell-

“Very” He mumbled, half asleep, soon dozing off completely. 

The fucker kept it on the whole day.

And it was driving you insane.

You knew he was near by because every time he moved, it would ring ever so softly, courtesy of his ability to walk so quietly from his assassin training. The collar was taunting you at this point. Delicate little rings everywhere he went. 

You nearly lost your absolute shit when Steve and Sam cackled at the fact that he was in a cat collar. It wasn’t the teasing that drove you up the wall. It was the way Steve inspected the bell and the way Bucky tilted his head up like a little puppy to give them a better view, Steve’s large hand tracing around the leather, if only it was your hand, curving around his neck, your good boy sitting so patiently- 

Relax. 

What the fuck was going on with you. 

You’d managed to get through the day without busting another brain cell, sitting against the headboard with a book while Bucky got ready for bed. 

“Babe, can you help take this off?” Bucky strolled in the room, fresh from his shower, droplets of water trailing down his body, disappearing into the towel that was wrapped around his waist, that fucking collar ringing every time he moved. You couldn’t help but sigh at how cute he looked, cheeks flushed from the heat of the water, little jingles ringing as he came over to you. He sat by your side, lazily flopping over onto your lap, while you carded your fingers through his damp hair. 

“You look so cute” You giggled, ignoring the way your pulse was beating quicker, body feeling hot, he looked so fucking pretty- 

“Yeah? You think I’d make a good pet?” He asked playfully, nuzzling into your lap, a deep rumble emitting from his chest when you grazed your nails against his scalp. You continued to massage down his back, his body flexing and adjusting, making the towel around his waist slip, giving you a glimpse of his perfectly toned ass, back muscles rippling. 

“Fuck” You whimpered, you tried so hard to will away the filth that was plaguing your mind again, hoping Bucky wouldn’t notice but he did. He most certainly did. He smirked to himself, he could practically smell you arousal, nudging his face between your legs before sitting up and kneeling in front of you. 

He was bare naked, thighs splayed apart while he sat back on his heels, his cock hard, standing tall and proud against his tummy, leaking at the tip. The only thing he had on was still that fucking collar, the twinkling silver taunting you. 

“There something you like, doll?” He cooed, shamelessly letting your eyes rake up and down his body, giving you the most perfect view of his heavy balls, his swollen pink tip, his perfect peach nipples, his pillowy soft lips. 

“You just look-so pretty with this on” You whispered, sitting up, tracing your fingers around the leather, flicking the bell lightly, continuing to trace over his Adams apple, “Don’t take it off yet” You whispered, letting your hand caress down his body, grabbing his shoulders and shoving him to lie back on the mattress, throwing off your pj’s while his mouth watered seeing you so feral. 

His pretty girl so needy all because he was in a cat collar. 

“Be my good boy, baby” you cooed, trailing kisses from his neck to his shoulders before tugging his nipples in your mouth, flicking your tongue over them, making him whine. You giggled, blowing over them, watching them peak as you continued to make your way down, finally reaching his aching cock. 

You licked up a drop of precum that was leaking out, your tongue just grazing over his sensitive glans making him moan.

“Oh god” Bucky’s eyes rolled back at the feeling of you teasing his slit with your tongue, his hips lifting off the bed to chase more of your mouth. You pushed your tongue against his cockhead slightly making him hiss, gripping the sheets, nearly tearing them, “Please baby, take it all in your mouth” 

You lightly smacked the side of his thigh to stop his squirming, wrapping your lips around the tip, sucking more of his length, loving how broken he sounded, unable to keep still. You sucked and licked every bit of him, getting his balls wet, nipping his sensitive inner thighs. You couldn’t take the feeling of being empty anymore, straddling his erection, pressing your bare cunt on him, covering his length in your slick. 

“You’re soaked” He groaned, feeling your arousal drip all over him, grabbing your hips to rub his cock on you more. 

“You wanna fuck me, baby?” You teased, taking his cock in your hand and lining it up with your entrance, pressing the tip just enough to make him sob without taking his full length, “Wanna put your cock in me?” 

“Please, let me fuck you, I’ll make you feel so good baby” He groaned, biting his lip as you started to sink down on his cock. You didn’t get the chance to ride him; as soon as his entire length was in you, he planted his feet and slammed your hips down to meet his thrusts, fucking up into you like a sexdoll. 

“B-BUCKKY” You squealed, broken moans leaving you lips as he fucked up into you harder, grunting and moaning, the collar around his neck just tight enough to make him pant. 

“Take it baby, you like me like this? Like me in a little collar just for you?” He looked at you with glassy eyes, his jaw slack, a thin sheen of sweat glistening off his skin. The soft rings the bell made each time he thrusted up into you made your pussy clench, making your orgasm barrel towards you within no time. 

“Fucking me so good Bucky, keep going babyy” You moaned while he gripped your hips harder, determined to do such a good job for you, angling his hips to make your belly bulge. “I-I’m gonna-FUCK BUCKY” You brought your hand down to rub your clit, grinding down on his cock as your pussy started to flutter and pulse, gripping his cock with a vice like grip. 

Your other hand flew to his neck; his eyes grew wide when you tugged at the collar, choking him slightly, a pornographic moan escaping his lips, his cock immediately throbbing. 

“OH GOD M’GONNA CUMMM!” Bucky started to lose his pace, giving you harsh sloppy thrusts, the sounds of skin on skin and wetness squelching filling the room as he fucked all his cum into you. You slumped on top of him, out of breath while he thrusted as best as he could to get you both through your highs, whining and whimpering at the way he cock continued to drip. 

You snuggled into the crook of his neck, kissing his hot skin, smiling against the black material that was still around him, the bell ringing as you toyed with it. 

“You’re keeping that collar” You panted while Bucky let out a breathless chuckle, still reeling over his orgasm, body still jolting from the after shocks. 

“Damn right” 

[serpienten]

Would you be willing to write a Bucky x Reader for the last Kissing prompt? Love me some kissy Bucky and you write it so well! Please and thank you!!

- the desperate pant/groan of surrender when either party knows that they are sooooooo done

Warning: it’s maybe, maaaaaaybe a bit dirrrty o.o

don’t hesitate to send me more kiss prompt requests from this list

She’d never spoken more than three words in a row with James Buchanan Barnes, but the rapid beating of her heart had made a sudden surge of confidence shoot through her veins, that gave her the courage to look at him and not look away when he’d caught her gaze.

He’d looked practically irresistible that evening. A crisp white dress shirt strained over his broad shoulder and his muscled arms, the top buttons were undone and the black tie that had previously been around his neck was nowhere to be found, giving him a lot more freedom to laugh and move and breathe. His legs were spread lightly, delicious thighs hugged by black dress pants, and his imposing figure made the large sofa he was sitting on look strangely small.

Bucky’d looked like a whole damn five hundred course meal that day and she’d stared at him from the other side of the room, savoring the view for as long as possible. Wanda and Nat sat next to her, engaged in conversation about things she’d stopped listening to a while ago. They paid as little mind to what she was doing as she did to their conversation, but she saw Nat’s inquisitive eyes flicker over to her from time to time.

God, she could start drooling there and then if there weren’t so many people in the room, that’s how mouth-wateringly enticing he looked. And his smile and laugh only added to the way her heart fluttered in her chest. She yearned to see the mesmerizing blue of his eyes and she yearned to see emotions in them she’d never quite been on the receiving end of.

As though he’d heard her thoughts, Bucky’s eyes flickered over to her, catching her. Immediately, her heart picked up the pace and alarm bells started ringing in her head, urging her to look away. But with confidence she wasn’t used to, she held his gaze.

Confusion momentarily glinted in his slate blue orbs, but that quickly morphed into something entirely different when Y/N sucked her bottom lip between her teeth.

From then on, the teasing seduction attempts hadn’t ended.

A sort of friendship had developed between the two of them, a comfortable atmosphere having settled that had melted the ice. Y/N had found that Bucky was someone who could be talked to perfectly. He listened when she wanted to be listened to and talked when he wanted to be listened to as well.

But first and foremost, he took every possible free second he had to drive her absolutely freaking crazy.

There was no way she could’ve ever anticipated what a little shit this man could be. And she never anticipated developing feelings for him because of that.

The immense joy it brought him to see her flustered, red-faced and with lust blown pupils made his eyes glimmer mischievously every single time. And that exact glimmer returned every single time it was her turn to get him worked up as best as she could. Just like today.

She’s offered herself up to spar with him, seeing as Nat and Steve were both on a mission. Long story short, after just a few minutes she is pinned underneath him, hands held above her head in the firm, but pleasantly so, grip of his metal hand.

Bucky grins down at her, faces a mere inch apart. “You have a lot to learn, doll.”

“Well, you’ve had kind of a headstart in training,” she scoffs, playfully trying to overshadow the fact that her breath had imperceptibly hitched at his close proximity. She can feel his entire body pressing against hers and she wishes that the circumstances would be different.

The brunet shrugs, slightly shifting his right arm, which he’s using to hold himself up and keep him from crushing her under his weight, to raise his hand to her face. Y/N does her best to suppress the shiver threating to go up her spine when she feels the pads of his fingers run over her jaw as light as a feather before the reach further up and brush a strand of hair out of her face. With time, it has become easier and easier for him to drive her absolutely mad with just simple touches. She briefly wonders if he notices, is able to push his delight of making her tremble so easily out of the way to see why.

It’s obvious to her that he doesn’t. Bucky’s less and less shy with her, so she assumes if he’d found out and felt the same he would’ve done something about it by now. That he doesn’t chips away a little at her heart every time she looks into his breathtaking eyes, but she can’t stay away.

“Doesn’t matter, sweetheart. You’re extraordinary, I know you can kick my ass as easy as you can kick Sam’s. Why you don’t, I don’t know. Stop holdin’ back.” He winks at her and it sounds like the end of the conversation. But he doesn’t get up. Neither does he move his hand away from her face, which she’s infinitely thankful for because she adores - no, loves his gentle touch.

Instead, she’s met with the wicked glint in his eyes that promises something wicked’s about to happen. What she feels next, makes her lips part slightly.

His hips come down against hers with so little force she almost things she’s imagined it. But when she feels it again, and again, her legs act of their own accord, one coming up to wrap around his hips while the other tangles with his legs. Her eyes glaze over at the feeling of him against her.

“Look at you, darlin’,” he murmurs, voice low and hoarse, grin slightly faded but nowhere near less triumphant as he looks down at her. “Jesus, I wish you could see yourself right now. So beautiful..”

Bucky’s voice vibrating through her and him rubbing against her make something snap. She squeezes her eyes shut for a moment. Her hands above her head clench. A small, desperate groan leaves her and she can only imagine his lips widening into a devilishly handsome smirk before she tilts up her head and connects her lips with his.

He’s frozen to the spot for a second and it’s glaringly obvious. All movement above her stops. Bucky’s grip on her hands slightly loosens and Y/N’s heart stops. She’s done it now, hasn’t she? She’s ruined everything, kissing him when he probably didn’t see her as more than a friend that he liked to mess with. Quickly, she pulls away and looks up at Bucky with wide eyes.

He’s looking at her exactly like that. Like a deer caught in headlights, chestnut hair slightly ruffled and soft, pink lips parted slightly.

“God, Bucky, I-”

“Don’t stop.”

[avengerscompound]

I was wondering what would sex be like in a poly relationship with winterhawk? Thank you.

Bucky and Clint can be like two children left unsupervised after having been fed candy and soda.  Both of them can get into a headspace where they literally don’t give a fuck about - well anything really.  So it could (and most likely would) involve something simple as having sex on the roof overlooking the city.

From there, it’s just getting weird.  While Bucky would opt out of anything remotely in the realms of BDSM, Clint is fine with it, especially subbing.  So if you have a little dom/me about you, there’s that.  With both of them there.  It can get rough, to the point of furniture breaking because:

Both of them are clumsy as hell

Bucky forgets his own strength

Clint is also an acrobat, so he’s looking up all the weirdest sex positions and going ‘I bet I could do this’.  And that’s how you end up with your face pressed against the wall and him standing on his hands and basically just fucking your butt crack and you both questioning your life choices.

You are almost definitely falling off the back of the couch and the kitchen bench.

Finally, if you think they’re not going to just randomly get competitive about how many orgasms they can give you in one day, you’re damn wrong.

Their favorite things to do in a threesome include:

A variant on the twisty threeway where Clint is the one on his back, and while Bucky stands behind and penetrates him, he gets to penetrate you.

The spit roast, but where and how you’re lined up, who can say?

169 Clint particularly likes being at the bottom of this arrangement.

[i-have-a-wonky-eye-too]

Young and sweet 2/?

@lilyrosebae - I love! Are you still taking requests ? Can you make a Tony Stark x female reader where she is way younger than him ? And at first he tries to hold back his feeling for her but she is way too attractive, hot, brillant basically as everything. Smut. I love your work 😘

I swear the smut is coming. Just, hold, on! 

Previous Part

Memories. That's what they were. The day Tony offered you a job as an Avenger, his way of saving you from being arrested and classed as a vigilante. The day you moved into the compound, started your new life. Memories. Like he day things changed... Again.

"Y/N, please, I need you to get to the compound." Tony pleaded with you over the phone.

You frowned as you quickly locked the door to your shop with your spare hand, trying to put your bag and coat on at the same time. "Why? What's going on?"

"It's hard to explain, just... Please, Y/N, please- Kid?"

Kid. "Peter? Why's Peter there?" you frowned as you made your way down the street.

"Long, story... Wizard, go!"

"Wizard?" you stopped. "Tony, tell me what's going on?!" you shouted.

"Okay. Big, alien kicking my butt. Wizard with stone being kidnapped by squid, alien. Kid chasing squid alien. You, going to the compound and finding Rhodey."

"What?" squid?

"NOW!"

"RHODEY!" you threw your bag over a chair as you pulled your apron strings open. "Rhodey... What's going on? Tony called me about some Wizard and... Alien... Stone?" you stared at the former Captain America before you slowly turned your gaze to Rhodey then the man that was the Hulk. "No!" you shook your head turning round. "No. No. No."

"Wait! Y/N-" Rhodey ran in front of you to stop you from leaving. "Let me explain."

“Ah, a mutant.” Thanos wrapped his hand around your body, trapping your arms as he lifted you from the ground. “I haven’t had the pleasure of meeting one of you before.” he grinned down at you as he raised you in the air. “You’re a beautiful thing, aren’t you.” he flicked his thumb over the vines that tended to grow around your body when you used your powers often.

“Please-” you gasped for air, feeling him squeeze his hold on you.

He chuckled shaking his head. “You’re better than those, measly humans.” he whispered. “But, you choose to fight for them, why?” he frowned at you, squeezing harder on you.

“Because… I’m better than them-” you squeezed your fists as hard as you could. “Please-” you weren’t begging, you were calling.

Rustling from above and below Thanos’ feet grew louder and louder as the trees and the earth came to life. The tall trees turned on their roots and began growing towards you. Branches and vines wrapping around the evil as he tightened his grip on you. Snapping of branches and tightening of vines grew as the earth began to mound around his feet, pulling him with all their might. 

“NOOO!” he growled out as his hold was ripped open by the force of the trees. It was too late.

"Steve?"

"SAM!"

"I am groot."

Dust.

You woke up screaming. God, those, memories were always so real. They were ones you'd sooner forget but you couldn't.

"Miss Y/L/N, are you alright? You're showing signs of de-stress? Would you like me to notify Mr Stark?"

You shook your head. "No, FRIDAY. I'm fine, thank you... Hmm... Where, is Tony?" you asked as you swung your feet out of bed.

"In the kitchen, Miss Y/L/N, along with Captain Rogers, Mr Wilson and Sergeant Barnes."

You thanked her as you got to your feet and began making your way down stairs. Six months had passed since you had defeated Thanos. Six months of having everyone together, living in peace and harmony. You yawned as you walked into the kitchen, waving hello to the boys. Tony watched you as you moved round the kitchen, smiling when he watched you wave your hand over the dying lilies in the vase that were on the counter top.

"Tony?" Steve nudged him.

"Hmm..." he turned round with a confused look. "What?" Steve rolled his eyes muttering a doesn't matter before leaving the kitchen along with a bickering Sam and Bucky.

"What was that?" you asked sitting down next to him with your cup of coffee.

He shrugged ignoring your question. "So-" he took a deep breath. "FRIDAY says you had another nightmare." you rolled your eyes nodding. Tony sighed placing his hand on yours. "Talk to me, Y/N. Please."

You shook your head smiling. "Tony Stark wants to share feelings... Ugh..." you joked as you stood to your feet. "Talk later, I gotta go open up." you smiled before placing a kiss on his cheek. "Bye."

Tony sighed as he raised his hand and placed his fingers over where'd you'd just kissed his cheek. Damn it, Tony. He knew he shouldn’t be letting himself fell like this but the more time he spent not thinking about it, the more he just thought about it.

“Tony?” he jumped as a hand landed on his shoulder causing him to knock his coffee over. “Crap! Sorry, Mr Stark, I thought, you, oh no, look at the mess, sorry, really, sorry.” Peter blabbered as he tried to clean up the mess.

Tony sighed rolling his eyes. “Leave it, kid.” he patted his shoulder before realising. “What are you doing here? Thought Aunt May only agreed to after school?”

Peter nodded. “She did, but Y/N’s given me a weekend job in the shop.” he beamed.

Tony rolled his eyes at Peter who still had a school boy crush on you. “She has?” Peter nodded taking a seat next to the billionaire. “I didn’t take you as a flower boy, Parker?2 he teased the youngest Avenger.

Peter shook his head quickly. “What? No. I’m only lifting boxers and sorting delivery's. Nothing girly.”

“There’s nothing girly about flowers, Peter. Without them, the human race wouldn’t survive.” you smiled as you walked into the kitchen. “Besides, Groot isn’t girly.” you reminded him of the 6ft something ‘talking’ tree that visited the compound along with the other Guardian’s of the Galaxy.

Peter shook his head. “Of course not, ma’am. I was just telling, Mr Stark, about my job.” he blushed looking down.

Tony nodded as he stood to his feet, taking the wet rag from your hand that you’d automatically picked up to start cleaning the spilled coffee up. “I’ll, clean that.” he smiled handing the clothe to the kid, who just rolled his eyes as he took it. “Hmm… if you need someone to help move heavy, stuff I can-”

“Help? You? No offence, Tony but… I don’t think I’ve ever seen you pick anything heavy up before.” you giggled as Tony rolled his eyes.

He shook his head. “Smart-ass. No, I was gonna say, I’ll build you a flower shop bot if you like.” he grinned at you.

You covered your mouth as you giggled again. “Oh, that would be amazing. A Iron Man bot with a little flower crown and a pink, frilly apron. Every girls dream.” you laughed some more. “Thanks, Tony.” you kissed his cheek before walked over to Peter.”C’mon, kid, let’s get going.” you put your arm around his shoulders.

“I don;t have to wear the apron, do I?” Peter asked with a worried look.

“No objections to the flower crown though, right?”

“WHAT?”

You burst out laughing as you entered the elevator. “Relax, Peter, I’m joking.”

Tony smiled as he listened to the pair of you. God, your laugh was beautiful. Like you.

Tags: @kandomeresbitch @yorkeylover @thevanishedillusion 

[ellethespaceunicorn]

Fuuuuuuuuuck me sideways. *fanning myself*

THIS IS EVERYTHING MY GOD @boredum7865 YES TO IT ALL FLUFF AND SMUT

“And how about this for our princess” another tiny mouse was thrown into the growing pile of toys while Bucky made his way up and down the shelves of the pet store. You giggled at the way he added more and more items to the cart without a care in the world, spoiling his furbaby. 

“Buck, she doesn’t need-

“Yes she does” he huffed, tossing in another bag of treats, so she’d get to pick between chicken, turkey or tuna. As soon as you arrived back at the compound with about half the store, Bucky set all the things down in the living room before going and grabbing his favorite thing in the world, the most proud cat dad. 

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[bitchyexpertprincess]

Do we need Bucky wearing a collar?

THIS IS EVERYTHING MY GOD @boredum7865 YES TO IT ALL FLUFF AND SMUT

“And how about this for our princess” another tiny mouse was thrown into the growing pile of toys while Bucky made his way up and down the shelves of the pet store. You giggled at the way he added more and more items to the cart without a care in the world, spoiling his furbaby. 

“Buck, she doesn’t need-

“Yes she does” he huffed, tossing in another bag of treats, so she’d get to pick between chicken, turkey or tuna. As soon as you arrived back at the compound with about half the store, Bucky set all the things down in the living room before going and grabbing his favorite thing in the world, the most proud cat dad. 

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[alycu1]

Yeeeees!!! YAAAAASSSS!! Thank you so much, I love it! 😍 I could totally see Bucky being an absolute tease. The jerk! 💕

Would you be willing to write a Bucky x Reader for the last Kissing prompt? Love me some kissy Bucky and you write it so well! Please and thank you!!

- the desperate pant/groan of surrender when either party knows that they are sooooooo done

Warning: it’s maybe, maaaaaaybe a bit dirrrty o.o

don’t hesitate to send me more kiss prompt requests from this list

She’d never spoken more than three words in a row with James Buchanan Barnes, but the rapid beating of her heart had made a sudden surge of confidence shoot through her veins, that gave her the courage to look at him and not look away when he’d caught her gaze.

He’d looked practically irresistible that evening. A crisp white dress shirt strained over his broad shoulder and his muscled arms, the top buttons were undone and the black tie that had previously been around his neck was nowhere to be found, giving him a lot more freedom to laugh and move and breathe. His legs were spread lightly, delicious thighs hugged by black dress pants, and his imposing figure made the large sofa he was sitting on look strangely small.

Bucky’d looked like a whole damn five hundred course meal that day and she’d stared at him from the other side of the room, savoring the view for as long as possible. Wanda and Nat sat next to her, engaged in conversation about things she’d stopped listening to a while ago. They paid as little mind to what she was doing as she did to their conversation, but she saw Nat’s inquisitive eyes flicker over to her from time to time.

God, she could start drooling there and then if there weren’t so many people in the room, that’s how mouth-wateringly enticing he looked. And his smile and laugh only added to the way her heart fluttered in her chest. She yearned to see the mesmerizing blue of his eyes and she yearned to see emotions in them she’d never quite been on the receiving end of.

As though he’d heard her thoughts, Bucky’s eyes flickered over to her, catching her. Immediately, her heart picked up the pace and alarm bells started ringing in her head, urging her to look away. But with confidence she wasn’t used to, she held his gaze.

Confusion momentarily glinted in his slate blue orbs, but that quickly morphed into something entirely different when Y/N sucked her bottom lip between her teeth.

From then on, the teasing seduction attempts hadn’t ended.

A sort of friendship had developed between the two of them, a comfortable atmosphere having settled that had melted the ice. Y/N had found that Bucky was someone who could be talked to perfectly. He listened when she wanted to be listened to and talked when he wanted to be listened to as well.

But first and foremost, he took every possible free second he had to drive her absolutely freaking crazy.

There was no way she could’ve ever anticipated what a little shit this man could be. And she never anticipated developing feelings for him because of that.

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