#bucky pinup

[pinup-pigeon]

Happy Valentine’s Day! 💝 💘 ft. Saucy Bucky 💋

I wanted to try out some different texture combinations and draw him without his prosthetic arm! I’ll post the non-hairy versions at the end of the week, or you can find them on my kofi page (link below)

Find the Steve Valentine Pinup here

My kofi page ☕️

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[batmeat]

If anyone’s gonna appreciate my sudden obsession with Baby Girl Bucky Barnes it’s tumblr

Anyway please enjoy these drawings I’ve made

[soranatus]

Captain America: Roller Disco! By Kevin Wada

[sushi-rat]

Chanukah Day 3: Pinup Bucky in a Chanukah Sweater

(If you're wondering about the earrings, I drew them on but the coloring of the hair covered them up. So I cut out the earrings from extra paper for him 😊)

[elkleggs]

Really enjoyed this recent commission of slut boy barnes ❤️‍🔥

(Finished basic colour, limes. See pinned post for commission prices.)

[canisonicscrewyou]

oh god oh fuck all my old cosplay stuff

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

ok… 1940s Bucky Barnes (who is currently in the army) meets the pinup girl he has on the wall in his bunk(aka the reader)and he immediately tries to get with her but so do all the other soldiers and he gets all sulky about it but little does he know she really likes him

(you can include smit if you want but I don’t mind; all your fics are fantastic anyway ☺️✌️)

Make Me Yours » 40s Bucky Barnes

Pairings: 40s Bucky Barnes x Pinup Girl!Reader

Summary: When bucky meets his favorite pinup girl, he tries to get with her and he notices other soldiers trying to get with her too which he doesn’t like at all, but little does he know that she likes him.

Warnings: mix of Fluff and Smut (18+), language, alcohol, flirting, little bit of jealousy, kissing, hickeys, fingering, female receiving, unprotected sex, praise kink, size kink, Bucky’s dog tags, pet names

A/N: Thank you to the lovely anonymous person who requested this🩵

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found it on Pinterest.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

Bucky’s jaw dropped when he seen you, his favorite pinup girl, when him and Steve walked in the bar. Steve was telling Bucky something, but Bucky wasn’t listening. All he was doing was staring at you.

“Bucky, are you listening to anything I’m saying?” Steve asks.

Bucky didn’t say anything. He just continued to stare at you. Steve followed Bucky’s gaze to you.

“Isn’t she the pinup girl on the poster you have in your bunk?” Steve asks.

“Yes.” Bucky answers. “I’m going to go talk to her. Wish me luck.” He says, walking away.

Steve sat down at a table and decided to watch. Bucky walked up to the bar counter and ordered a beer before talking to you. He couldn’t help but admire your beauty. You felt his gaze on you and looked at him.

“You know, it’s rude to stare.” You jokingly say, taking a sip of your drink.

“I’m not staring. I’m simply admiring your beauty.” He says, taking a sip of his beer.

“I’m Y/N Y/L/N.” You introduced yourself, holding out your hand.

“Sergeant James Barnes. Everyone calls me Bucky.” He introduces himself, shaking your hand.

“Sergeant, huh?” You say, admiring the way he looks in his Army uniform.

“Would you like to hangout with me and my friend?” He asks curiously.

“I would love that.” You say with a smile.

You two ordered more drinks before going over to the table where Steve is.

“Steve, this is Y/N.” Bucky tells him.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N.” Steve shakes your hand. “Captain Steve Rogers.” He introduces himself.

“You’re a Captain and Bucky’s a Sergeant. It looks like the three of us are going to get along just fine.” You say, looking at Bucky.

Bucky grins as he took a sip of his beer. He pulled your chair closer to him and wrapped his arm around your shoulders. You spent the whole night talking to Bucky and Steve.

“I wish I could stay longer, but I have things to do tomorrow.” You say, standing up.

“I’ll walk you home.” Bucky says, standing up.

“What a gentleman.” You complimented. “Most of the soldiers I met just want me for one thing.” You say.

“I’m not like most soldiers, doll.” He says.

You said goodbye to Steve and left the bar with Bucky. Bucky wrapped his arm around your waist and pulled you closer to him.

“What’re you doing, Sarge?” You asked.

“Just protecting you, doll face.” Bucky says, smiling down at you.

As you two were walking, you two started a conversation. Before you two knew it, you were on your doorstep.

“Thank you for walking me home, Sergeant.” You say with a smile.

“Anytime, babydoll.” Bucky says, smiling.

Before you knew it, Bucky’s lips were on yours. You were caught by surprise, but kissed him back.

“That was one hell of a kiss, Sarge.” You say, biting your bottom lip.

“That’s just a little preview for what’s to come, doll.” He says in a flirty tone.

Over the next few weeks, you and Bucky got to know each other more and gotten closer. His flirty nature and pickup lines are growing on you. Bucky is just having fun with it.

Bucky walked in the bar, smiling when he seen you. His smile slowly faded away when he seen you talking to a soldier who isn’t him at a table on the other side of the bar. He couldn’t help but feel jealous. He tried to not let it show when he walked over to you.

“Bucky!” You say with a smile.

“Hey, doll.” Bucky says, smiling as you two hugged.

Bucky sat down in the chair next to you and put his arm around your shoulder.

“Are you and Barnes a thing?” The soldier asks.

You opened your mouth to answer him, but Bucky beat you to it.

“Not yet, but we will be.” Bucky says, answering for you.

The soldier scoffed and downed the rest of his drink before standing up.

“When you’re done with him, you know where to find me.” The soldier says with a wink before leaving.

Bucky watched as the soldier walked out of the bar. He wanted nothing more than to beat his ass for talking to you.

“Are you ok, Bucky?” You asked with concern in your voice.

“I’m fine.” He says, taking a sip of his drink.

You didn’t think much of it so you didn’t press on about it. Bucky’s jealousy never left. He felt jealousy bubbling up inside of him anytime a soldier was talking to you. Later that week, you noticed Bucky’s mood was different from when you first met him. You couldn’t put your finger on it, but you were going to find out one way or another.

“Bucky, what’s wrong? Talk to me.” You say, putting a comforting hand on his arm.

Bucky sighs and took a sip of his beer before saying anything.

“I don’t like you talking to other soldiers.” He says.

You could hear the jealousy in his voice.

“I don’t want them. I want you.” You tell him.

“What?” He asks, making sure he heard you right.

“I like you, Bucky. I have for a while.” You admitted.

You leaned in and kissed his lips. He immediately kissed you back.

“How about you take me to your bunk and I’ll prove it to you.” You say seductively.

Bucky didn’t have to think twice about that. He downed the rest of his drink and put some money on the bar counter before grabbing your hand and left the bar. The second you two got to his bunk. He pinned you against the closed door, kissing you hungrily. You moaned against his lips. His hands found the bottom of your dress and pulled it over your head, dropping it on the floor. He practically moan at what you were wearing under your dress. It’s the same outfit as the one you wore in the picture on his wall. He felt his cock get hard.

“Fuck…” Bucky is speechless. “You look sexier in this in person.” He says, continuing to admire the way your body looks in it.

“You should see me without it.” You say seductively.

Bucky watched as you reached your arms behind your back to unclasp your bra and dropped it on the floor. You took your panties off and stepped out of them. Bucky’s eyes were clouded with lust. His cock became uncomfortably hard in his pants. He led you to his bed and laid you down on it. You sat up on your elbows as you watched him undress. He spread your legs and got in between them. He kissed down your body, stopping at your pussy. He looked up at you, waiting for permission which you gave him. Bucky’s tongue licked in between your wet folds, moaning at your taste. His tongue circled your clit before he latched his lips on it and started sucking on it. He began eating you out like his life depends on it.

“Oh fuck!” You moaned, tilting your head back.

One of your hands found its way to his head, running your fingers through his hair before tugging on it while your other hand was clutching the sheet beneath you. His tongue moved up and down in between your folds, teasing your entrance with the tip of his tongue. His tongue went back to your clit, licking it in a flicking motion. A moan fell from your lips when Bucky unexpectedly slid one of his fingers in your pussy, moving it in and out of you at a slow pace.

“You’re so good at this!” You moaned.

You looked down, watching as Bucky ate you out. His eyes flickered up at you, making eye contact with you. He slid another finger inside of you and increased his movements. Your arms gave out and you laid on your back and laid your head on the pillow. Bucky’s free hand snaked up your body, stopping at your breasts. His thumb rubbed over your nipple before pinching it, making you gasp and send a new sensation through your body. Bucky repeated his actions on your other breast, earning the same reaction from you. You arched your back, pressing your breasts more into his hand. Bucky gave both of your breasts a squeeze. Your cunt squeezed around his fingers.

“Oh Bucky!” You moaned loudly.

Your moans were like music to Bucky’s ears. His movements got faster, helping your orgasm build up. Your lower stomach tightened, feeling your orgasm coming closer and closer.

“I’m so close!” You moaned more in a whimper.

Bucky didn’t let up on his movements with his tongue and fingers. Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you came. Bucky’s movements came to a slow stop and he pulled his fingers out of your pussy and sat up.

“Fuck…” Bucky moans as he licked your release off of his fingers.

He leaned down and kissed you hungrily. Your hands roamed his body. One of your hands went down to his hard cock. You wrapped your hand around it and began pumping it in your hand. You rubbed your thumb over his tip, using his precum as a lubricant. Bucky moaned against your lips. He looked down at his cock in your hand. Both of you watched as you guided his cock to your pussy, rubbing in between your folds and covering it in your slick. His hand replaced yours, lining his cock at your entrance. He slowly slid his cock inside of you, inch by inch. Your jaw dropped, moaning when you felt every vein of his cock rubbing along your walls.

“Holy shit…” You gasped. “You’re big!” You moaned, feeling his cock stretch your pussy.

Bucky spread your legs wider, looking down at where the two of you are connected, watching as his cock filled your pussy. He gave you a moment to adjust to his size before thrusting. You nodded, letting him know that he can start thrusting. He pulled almost all the way out, only leaving his tip inside of you and thrusted back inside of you.

“Oh Bucky!” You moaned loudly.

Bucky leaned over you and placed his arms on either side of his head, caging you between his strong arms. You were mesmerized by his Army dog tags swinging every time he thrusted into you. You couldn’t help but grab the chain and yank on them to kiss him sloppily. You two moaned against each other’s lips. Bucky moaned his lips down to your neck, his teeth nipping on your skin hard enough for a hickey. You couldn’t help but give him a hickey too.

“You look so gorgeous right now.” Bucky says huskily.

Your hands roamed his body, reaching around to his back. You felt his muscles flexing with every thrust. Your nails dug in his skin, making him hiss at the feeling.

“You know…” He breathes. “I’ve been dreaming of this.” He admits.

“Oh yea?” You say, tilting your head back against the pillow.

Bucky took the opportunity to kiss along the column of your throat. One of his hands roamed your body, stopping on your thigh. He lifted your leg and placed it on his hip. That created a new angle for his cock to go deeper. A loud moan left your lips when his cock hit your sweet spot.

“Oh fuck yes!” You moaned. “Right there!” You tell him.

“Did I find your sweet spot, babydoll?” He asks, smirking.

“Yes!” You gasped. “Please don’t stop!” You say.

“I fucking won’t.” He practically growls.

His thrusts sped up. His other hand found its way down to your clit and began rubbing it in circles. Your pussy squeezed around his cock at the feeling.

“I’m never letting you go after this.” He says panting.

“Then don’t.” You say. “Make me yours, Sarge.” You moaned in his ear.

Bucky nearly came on the spot when you said that. It’s like a flip switched inside of him. His thrust sped up more if it’s even possible. His cock hit your sweet spot repeatedly, along with his fingers rubbing your clit faster to help you build up your second orgasm.

“I’m close again!” You whimpered, digging your nails more in his back.

“Cum for me, doll face.” Bucky says huskily.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and a loud moan of his name left your lips. Bucky gave your clit one last rub before chasing his own high. His thrusts became sloppy for a moment, but he quickly regained rhythm.

“Fuck…” He pants. “Can I cum inside of you, babydoll?” He asks.

“Yes!” You say more in a moan.

Your name left his lips as he came inside of you, painting your walls. His thrusts came to a slow stop. He pulled out and laid down next to you. He covered the two of you up with a blanket and pulled you closer to him. You laid your head on his chest while he wrapped his arm around you.

“You’re definitely coming home with me after the war.” Bucky says after a few minutes.

“I’m completely fine with that.” You say with a smile, your fingers playing with his dog tags.

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-Bucky’s Doll

[artwinx]

howlie pinup bucky commission for @gyokujyn thank you baby 💕

my emergency commissions are still open and you can support me on ko-fi

[fandomfluffandfuck]

S, I need some Sebastian/ Stucky/ Evanstan Blog recommendations because most of the ones I'm following have been inactive for a while, and I don't know who to follow.

Your 🍑

Oof, yeah, I feel that lately! Evanstan had a nice bump recently with the Hollywood Walk of Fame moment, but it's pretty much been inactive other than that. I've been trying to find more blogs myself, lol. Blogs that aren't gossip blogs because that's just not my style, and there's a whole side of the Chris Evans fandom that I do not want to see right now 💀

@musette22 is an evergreen follow, for sure!

@mrs-stans is great for Seb updates

@archivecevans is a semi-recent follow for me, and it has paid in dividends with all this Chris content lately, lol

@meidui isn't stucky forward (in fact, Cassie posts a whole lot about stony with a good mix of steggy in there, too, so I get if that isn't your thing since you're asking for stucky and usually for people those ships clash) but everything is about Steve Rogers so I enjoy the content she makes and takes she has, lol.

@turtle-steverogers again, an evergreen. The Steve headcanons from Mikey are impeccable.

@whiteglovemanor / @bvckyysarm is out here writing and doing the lords work

@yourbuckies is THEE gif maker for stucky right now, lol, with soul crushing Thursday posts.

@elkleggs comes through with a lot of good art! So do @pinup-pigeon @writeyourdarlings @kiu-k @moontashpena @petite-madame @capibuck they all make such, such good art!!

@jbb32557038t41t420 is a current Bucky cosplayer, too!

And if I'm missing anyone, my deepest apologies. Feel free to add onto this, too, whether I tagged you or not. I need more evanstan/stucky people, too!

[pinup-pigeon]

A couple of smooth bois ✨

This is the hair removed variation of the Valentine’s Day Steve and Bucky pinups

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You can find the body hair versions here and here

[wayrad]

hiii number 15 on that prompt list would be delicious if u fancy it

omgosh yes anything for you legend <3

for prompt 15: “this is going to hurt, okay?”

Usually John’s the rash one, the on who jumps in over his head, doesn’t think things through. Prefers it that way, too; if he’s going off the deep end at least he knows Gale will be there to reign him back in. Get a hand on his nape and tell him knock it off, Bucky, always in that tone of voice that John needs.

That’s not how it happened today. Today, just another tick on the wall, and Gale woke up on the edge. He goes non-verbal, somedays, has got a storm brewing in him, and no seems to notice it but John. He knew today was a bad one, and not just for Gale; the Luftwaffe officers feel it too. The edge, like a knife licking up the spine. They hold their rifles a little higher, the chains on their dogs a little looser.

Gale had been so quiet. He’d never been the one they watch, especially not on days like these, but. But.

And John should’ve known. Should’ve.

Now, perspiration gathers on Gale’s severe brow bone. He looks pasty as a ghost, sounds like one too; the air in his lungs is rattling about like it’s slipping through the cracks of him. He looks drunk- but that’d be a mercy in here.

“Gale,” John says, tries, for what seems like the hundredth time in the last thirty minutes. “Gale, baby. Baby can you hear me?”

The pain’s making him delirious. He’s in shock, too, up to his head in it, shivering, muttering all incoherent. And John hasn’t been able to look at it, not for long- Gale's sleeve, pulled up, what’s waiting there for them. It’s still in the shape of a mouth, like the mutt was still hanging onto Gale’s tattered flesh, yanking, pulling as the German officer just watched and let it all happen.

John had ordered every man to stay out. He’d— handle it. He’d take care of Gale.

“I’m going to get your shirt open, okay?” he says slowly, taking the ruddied fabric between his fingers. When he shifts it experimentally Gale’s chest heaves, a wet sob breaking apart from his lips. It’s the loudest he’s been all day, loudest he's been since the bite took him.

John takes Gale's shoulders, hopes it's soothing. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he lulls. "Ain't no doctors around, not yet. Just me. I'm doing the best I can, huh?"

To that, Gale says nothing. Just clutches at his shoulder like he's trying to keep his arm attached to his body. John gives up on getting Gale's shirt off the right way; he finds little dull scissors the guys use to cut out pinups and takes the sleeve right from the seam. Warm clothes are hard to come by, and Gale would say as much, if he could.

Without the fabric to cover the gash, John's faced with the gravity of their situation. Puncture wounds litter the purpling skin of Gale's forearm, blood tacked and dripping across his wrist. There are chunks of skin missing. Around it, a mottled bruise blooms purple and green over the entire thing, makes John think it really could fall off.

"Jesus," he mutters. They've got nothing to clean it with, nothing proper, but- and that's an idea. John cups Gale's jaw. "Hey. I'm not leaving, okay?" he says. Gale shivers against him. His skin is clammy and too-hot, but he nods, and that's something.

John makes across the room, below his bunk, to where a jar of contraband liquor is stashed next to the notebook he was able to scrounge up a couple weeks ago.

This isn't exactly the special occasion he'd been saving it for.

Rounding up on Gale again, John smooths his sweat-stringy hair from his forehead. "Gale," he says. "This is going to hurt, okay?"

Gale flashes John his eyes- blue and full of pain- and John almost can't do it. Almost.

He unscrews the cap and tips, takes Gale's wrist when he jerks, crying out in pain. Forces it down. He holds Gale's arm and doesn't stop pouring until he runs through the entire jar. "Shh," he says, and it isn't enough, nothing could be enough. "Shh, Buck, it's okay."

Gale's body kicks against his chair. Slumps, eyes shutting. He's hasn't got enough fight left in him to break John's grip: he isn't eating, isn't sleeping, and now this. John's never seen him like this before. Not once in his life.

"Did good, Gale, huh?" John says. Presses his lips to the fire-hot skin of his forehead, slumping too. "Did good."

[sjsmith56]

Assignment Bucky Barnes, Chapter 18 - The Return

Summary: Steve asks Ariel for help preparing for a date. Bucky returns on leave.

Length: 4.4 K

Characters: Ariel, Steve, Merton, Bucky

Warnings: Minors DNI - contains sexual content which may be unsuitable for readers under the age of 18.

Author notes: Quotation from *Blade Runner, 1982.  Soliloquy spoken by character Roy Batty, a replicant programmed to die after only four years of life.

<<Chapter 17

There was a bit of fallout from the poster when the senior administration of the New York Public Library system became aware that one of their younger Brooklyn librarians had posed for it.  The initial reaction at the top level was to serve Ariel with her termination papers.  Mrs. Houseman, as her supervisor, was called in for a meeting and pointed out that the young woman wore similar clothing to the beach, where she was on view to thousands of people (men, women, and children), who were not offended by it.  She also pointed out that it was war time, morale of the troops was always important, and that the young woman's fiancé, a soldier in basic training, was supportive of the poster.  As Victoria Houseman faced the long table of very serious looking older men, and a couple of women she asked if she could make a suggestion.

"You have an opportunity to support a young woman who originally just wanted a picture for her fiancé, a man she will marry and have a family with someday," she said.  "The photographer saw the opportunity to use her natural beauty to make something for our troops to remember the girl they left behind.  Why don't you make sure that people know the beautiful girl in that poster is a librarian in Brooklyn, and that you have other librarians just as beautiful and patriotic as her who also support our troops.  Perhaps, when some of those troops are on leave, they'll come in to find their own pinup girl working in one of our libraries.  In the process, you'll be increasing your library patronage, perhaps convincing some of those soldiers to get library memberships and thinking of moving to New York to find their true love in one of our branches."

She watched the half dozen administrators whisper amongst themselves as they considered Mrs. Houseman's suggestion.  After several minutes they reached a consensus and the Head Librarian turned to her. 

"The young lady in question," he began, "is she one of your young librarians who trudged through the blizzard last year to work?  She is also the one working on the history of Greenpoint branch?"  Mrs. Houseman confirmed both answers.  "Very well.  There will be no reprimand on her file as she has already shown her dedication to the profession.  However, if she is approached to do a similar poster in the future, she must obtain permission first so that we can support her from the beginning.  As for your suggestion, it is one that interests us, and we will consider it seriously.  Thank you for coming in today, Mrs. Houseman."

Within a couple of days of the meeting notices were sent out that outlined Mrs. Houseman's suggestion as policy but reminding all staff to receive permission first and include the photographer's name and address so that they could seek permission to use their staff.  Of course, they worded it as wishing to protect the reputation of the many single young women working in New York libraries, but it essentially granted permission to pose for pinup posters.

Ariel did request the Easter weekend off, but Mrs. Houseman went one step further, reminding Ariel that she was due vacation time which she could use for the entire week Bucky had leave.  Since the library was closed on Good Friday her vacation wouldn't officially start until the following week.  Taking the older woman up on her offer Ariel agreed to use her vacation time and told Merton of her plans. 

"Why don't I take a little trip of my own?" he asked.  "I've been thinking of taking a trip up to Vermont and checking out some estate sales.  I have a friend up there I haven't seen for some time.  It would give you and Bucky some privacy."

"You would do that for us?" asked Ariel.

"Consider it done," he replied.  "Really, it's been hard on you not seeing him.  Just promise that you won't spend the entire time in bed.  Get out and enjoy spring in New York."

She actually blushed when Merton said that knowing what was likely to happen when Bucky showed up.  As the weeks passed into the final days before his arrival Ariel found out that Bucky had already warned his parents he would be spending a lot of time with her, and staying over when he could.  On one of her visits for dinner she was helping Mrs. Barnes prepare the meal and the older woman asked straight out what Ariel was able to arrange for the couple's privacy.

"Uncle Merton is leaving Good Friday for Vermont," replied Ariel.  "He's visiting a friend and checking out some estate sales for several days, possibly all of next week."

Winnifred stopped her preparations and gazed at the younger woman.  "So, you'll be completely alone with Bucky."  She chuckled.  "Promise me you won't spend the entire time in bed.  Get out and enjoy spring in New York."

"Uncle Merton said the exact same thing," exclaimed Ariel, almost laughing, then she became serious.  "You don't think I'm a loose woman for looking forward to this time alone with Bucky, do you?"

The older woman stopped again and put her hand on Ariel's shoulders before drawing her in.  "My dear girl, Bucky has always been intimate with young ladies but you're the first one that he committed to and asked to marry him.  It's part of who he is.  I couldn't hold you to a different standard as that would make me a hypocrite, wouldn't it?  His father was the same way when we courted.  In a sense, they both needed the touch between a man and a woman to feel satisfied.  He obviously satisfies you if you long for the same touch."

Ariel hugged the older woman hard, admiring her liberal attitudes to sex and intimacy.  It was a very unusual attribute for the times.  Although Merton wasn't joining them for dinner Steve did.  He walked Ariel home after dinner, and they talked about what was planned for Bucky's return.  Steve was quiet for a block then coughed nervously and stopped under a streetlight.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Sure," replied Ariel.

"Why did you two never take me up on my offer of using my place to be together?  I didn't mind, really."

"I know," she answered then she took a deep breath.  "To me, it seemed insensitive, considering that you hadn't ... you know, been with a girl."  She could see him blush even in the dark.  "We would have to change out the sheets every time and wash them, then hang them up to dry, which was a chore in itself.  To be honest, it felt like we would be rubbing your nose in it that we were intimate, and you weren't."

"I still wouldn't have minded, although you couldn't have stayed the night, not if you wanted privacy all night long.  I mean, I still need a place to sleep, and I would have taken the couch if you two promised to behave."

He rambled on for a few more minutes before Ariel interrupted.  "It was still taking advantage of your good nature, Steve.  Friends don't take advantage of friends, even if the offer was made in good faith."  She began walking again and took his arm.  "You might not see much of us for a couple of days, but we are going to get out and enjoy the season.  You'll come out with us, right?"

He nodded and they walked the rest of the way, talking about the things they could do together.  When they arrived at the store they stood outside the door to the stairs.  It was obvious Steve wanted to ask Ariel something else and she looked at him seriously, the light over the doorway illuminated his pale face from above.  Finally, it seemed like he had screwed up enough courage and he swallowed.

"I have a date tomorrow night," he said hoarsely.  Ariel smiled broadly at him.  "Just the movies and maybe an ice cream soda after if the drug store is still open."  He let out a big breath as if to steel his courage.  "Can you show me how to kiss a girl so that I do it right?"

He looked away, flustered.  It was sad and sweet at the same time that at the age of 23 he hadn't even kissed a girl yet, never mind been intimate with one. 

"Do you know if it's her first kiss?" she asked. 

"I think so," he replied.  "She's shy and skinny like me, works in the bookstore next to the diner."

"Well, the first kiss is special because it sets the tone for how the rest of the relationship will go," began Ariel.  "You don't want to be grabbing her or trying to kiss her when she's talking.  You could take her hand or touch her arm with your hand and gently stroke it.  Then you lean in and move your hand to her shoulder or even her cheek, very gently.  Look her in the eye, just for a few seconds, then ask if you can kiss her.  If she says yes that's good.  If she doesn't say anything but she doesn't move away, that's good too.  If she moves away, you move back and give her some space to think about it."

As Ariel was describing what to do, she demonstrated the actions, watching Steve closely to see how nervous he was becoming.

"Can I tell her that I like her?" he stammered.  "Or say that her hair is really nice?"

"Absolutely," smiled Ariel.  "If she tilts her head then tilt yours in the other direction.  Just don't bump your noses together.  Close your eyes, open your lips just a little and touch your lips together.  Don't open your mouth or stick your tongue in ... not for the first kiss, or even the second.  Put your free arm around her waist or back while you're kissing.  Then a few seconds later gently pull apart and smile.  If you liked it, tell her.  If she liked it, she'll probably smile, and you can ask if you can kiss her again.  That kiss can be a little longer and you can hold her a little tighter."

Ariel kissed him once, exactly how she described to him then she stepped back and smiled as his eyes stayed closed for a few seconds longer than hers.  When Steve finally opened his eyes, he blushed and smiled shyly then he nodded.

"That was nice," he admitted.  "No wonder Bucky likes kissing you.  You won't tell him about this, will you?"

"Not if you don't want me to, but I think he would understand.  You have soft lips, Steve, and that's really good for kissing.  Just don't get greedy and try to force it because that never feels right.  Will you let me know how it goes?"

"I will, thank you," he said, quickly kissing her on the cheek. 

He stayed on the sidewalk as she opened the door and went up the stairs.  Then he walked back to his place with a smile, looking forward to his date the following night.  As Ariel entered the apartment Merton was poring over the newspaper, looking at the ads for upcoming estate sales in Vermont and writing down the addresses of the ones that interested him the most.  Ariel sat next to him.

"I just had a most interesting walk back with Steve," she said.  "He has a date tomorrow night and asked if I could show him how to kiss a girl.  You can't say anything to Bucky either, as Steve doesn't want him to know."

He sat back and looked at her.  "He has a date and you kissed?"

She nodded.  "Is that a problem?  Should I have not done that?"

"I don't know," he replied.  "You're the closest thing we have to a historian studying him, but our current records don't show he ever kissed a girl before he became Captain America.  He asked you?"

"Yeah, you don't think I've changed his timeline, have you?" she asked, suddenly second guessing herself. 

"We know he lost his virginity to a USO show girl when they made him go out on the bond buying tours first," said Merton.  "There was a kiss witnessed between him and Peggy Carter in 1945 then Natasha Romanoff in 2014, when they were trying to elude HYDRA agents at a shopping mall.  He said then he had kissed a girl before but that could have been either the USO show girl or Carter."

"He was also kissed by General Phillips' secretary and was apparently very flustered by it," said Ariel.  "Oh gosh, have I changed his timeline by showing him how to kiss?  How did I not ...."

"Don't get upset at yourself," interrupted Merton, trying to reassure her.  "His working at the diner is a change from his original timeline, one that supposedly had no impact on it.  Did he meet the date through the diner?"

"She works in the bookstore beside it.  He said she's shy and skinny like him.  Could she be a plant?"

"Only one way to find out," he stated, then went to the bathroom for the key to the communications room.

They both went up to the attic and Merton contacted Peri, explaining the situation.  Watching as Peri's fingers flew over the virtual keyboard of her communications display, they both began to get an uncomfortable feeling about it.  Finally, she seemed satisfied with what she found out.

"No harm done," she stated.  "No changes to his timeline that you have to be concerned about.  Just don't let Bucky know.  As much as he cares about Steve he might wonder if it was completely innocent between you two.  Don't need that to complicate things."

The following evening Ariel was caught between thinking of Steve's date and the fact that Bucky was just hours away from arriving.  She went to bed trying not to let her excitement keep her awake.

At breakfast in the morning Merton went over his list of estate sales once more when they both heard the sound of the door to the street open and footsteps come up the stairs.  Before the footsteps stopped at the top of the stairs Ariel was at the door and opened it.  All Merton saw was a pair of arms in an army uniform pick Ariel up off her feet before stepping inside, revealing the arms belonged to Bucky.  As the couple kissed, he came closer and coughed politely.�� Quickly, Bucky put Ariel down and extended his hand.

"Mr. Burnett, I wasn't expecting you to still be here," said Bucky, who looked taller and broader in the shoulders than when he left almost 13 weeks before.  He took his hat off and held it in his hand.  "Ma said you were leaving for Vermont."

"I am, as soon as I finish breakfast," replied Merton.  "You didn't think I would leave without seeing you first, did you?"

Bucky grinned, that easy going grin that Merton recognized as the one he used to flirt with girls before he met Ariel.  "No sir, I guess not.  How's the store doing?"

"Pretty good, considering there's a war on.  You want some breakfast, or a coffee?"

Grinning again he shook his head then looked at Ariel.  "Thanks, I already ate at home."

There was silence between the three of them then Merton stepped away.  "Well, I better get going before the roads get busy," he said.  "I'll just get ready to leave.  Ariel, you're good to wash up here?"

"Absolutely," replied Ariel, her face slightly flushed.

As Merton went into his room, leaving the young couple alone in the kitchen Bucky leaned over and kissed Ariel on the neck, making her smile.  When he returned to the kitchen to pick up his notes Bucky smiled at the older man and they both walked Merton to the door where Ariel hugged him.

"Stay out of trouble," said Merton.  "I'll be at Mr. Whittaker's house by supper time if you need to contact me.  I've left his phone number by the phone.  I'll be back next Thursday before dark."

As his footsteps went down the stairwell Bucky moved to the window in the parlour and peeked out.  As soon as the van was out of sight, he tossed his cap on the side table and came close to Ariel again.  This time his actions were slow and deliberate as he pulled her close to him and gazed at her intently.

"My Angel," he murmured.  "I've missed you so much."

"I missed you, too," she whispered. 

He leaned over and pressed his opened lips against hers, with one arm around her waist and a hand threaded into her hair.  For several long moments they kissed then he pulled away. 

"I have to go downstairs for a moment," he said softly.  "I kind of left my bag outside with several changes of clothes.  I didn't want it to be obvious that I was staying."

Quickly he went down the stairs then came back up within a minute carrying a suitcase.  This time he locked the door then followed Ariel into the bedroom where he placed the suitcase next to the dresser.  Undoing the belt on his jacket Ariel started unbuttoning it and eased it off of his shoulders.  Slowly they undressed each other down to their undergarments and found themselves feeling a little shy.

"I've dreamed of you like this with me," said Bucky as he ran his hand through her hair again.  "Now, I feel like I should be extra gentle.  Don't want to hurt you or break you if I get carried away."

"It's alright if you do," replied Ariel.  "I won't hold it against you.  It's a long time to be apart."

A soft smile creased his face, and he kissed her again, only this time neither of them pulled away until in a sudden frenzy they pulled each other's underwear off and laid on the bed, kissing and grinding against each furiously.  Bucky suddenly went to his trousers and pulled several condoms out, opening one of the packets and rolling it on. 

"I know I should taste you first, but I just want to be in you," he said in a low husky voice. 

Ariel opened her legs and touched herself then brought her fingers up to Bucky's lips, making him smile as he gently sucked on them.  Lining himself up with her entrance he slowly pressed himself in, almost rolling his eyes at how good it felt for him, even though the condom reduced the feel.  While their lips and hands moved over the more sensitive parts of each other's bodies, both of them responded to the other's movements, searching for the pleasure points that had been dormant for weeks.  In the quietness of Ariel's room, the only sound the lovers were aware of were their soft sighs and breaths as their arousal grew to the point of release.  Their hands were busy caressing the skin of their lover, feeling the heat their actions gave off in the already warm apartment.  As the desire built to a crescendo within them it seemed all time outside of their universe of two ceased being important.  The arching of Ariel's back and the raising of her hips into Bucky's body signalled the ecstasy of coming and she gasped his name through the overwhelming sensation that washed through her repeatedly.  Bucky quickly followed her, spewing forth with a single curse word, fuck, over and over for several seconds as he felt the best release he'd experienced since the weekend before he left on that train for basic training.  Her arms and legs wrapped around him as he lowered himself to lay his head on Ariel's chest, breathing heavily at first, then more deeply as he took in the tangy and salty scent of their bodies. 

"Sweetheart, there's no one else for me but you," he whispered, as he caressed her breast with one hand.  "You're all I want." 

He lifted his head, shifting his gaze from Ariel's eyes to her lips then back again.  She ran her hands through his hair, gently rubbing his scalp which brought a contented moan from his throat.  After a few moments Bucky withdrew from her and left to discard the condom, coming back with a glass of water for them to share.  Sitting up, Ariel took the glass, drinking from it then handing it back to him so he could put it on the nightstand.  Sliding under the covers beside her, Bucky put his arm under her neck so he could hold her and see her while he played with her hair, an action which drew a soft smile from her.

"That feels good," she said softly.  His raised eyebrow made her clarify.  "Actually, it all felt good.  Being without you has been hard."

"I know, it felt like part of me was missing," he replied. 

They kissed, softly for some time, each taking pleasure from the sensation of lips and tongues caressing each other.  From the slightly open window they could hear the sounds from outside; the songbirds chirping as they sought out a mate, the sound of a baby crying, a train whistle in the distance ... all sounds that were just now intruding on their world.

"Tell me the truth," started Ariel.  "Did the pinup picture that was made into a poster bother you?"

Bucky coloured then he smiled his soft smile.  "For about a minute," he admitted.  "I wanted you all to myself but when those who recognized you began calling me a lucky man for having such a beautiful doll waiting at home for me, I warmed up to it.  I just made sure there weren't any posted in the latrine." Ariel gave him a questioning look.  "It's where most of us ... uh, relieved our urges.  Only I get to do that to a picture of you."

"I got paid $10 for posing," she said.  "That's more than a week's pay for me.  There was some controversy with the library administration, but Mrs. Houseman went to bat for me.  Said I was supporting troop morale.  She's such a good manager."

"I told you she was a good egg," replied Bucky.  "She's married to my high school physics teacher.  They have a couple of kids, too."

"He enlisted," said Ariel.  "His mother moved in with them to look after the kids while she works.  I heard he's an officer in the Navy."  She was quiet for moment.  "What's it like, really like?"

He swallowed then kissed her on the forehead.  "It's serious business.  They're teaching us to kill, without hesitation or thought.  We have to be ready at all times because the guys in the unit will depend on everyone else to have their back.  I get that but the thought of killing bothers me.  I'm not religious but it's a commandment, right?  Thou shalt not kill.  It's right there in black and white and ... I'm having a hard time convincing myself that I'll be able to do it."

His hold on her tightened and Ariel pressed her face into his neck, kissing his pulse point.  She ran her free hand up to his neck, holding him closely to her.  Her nose started to tingle as she fought the urge to cry, knowing what was coming for him, knowing already about the killer he would become, both in war and after.  A little sniff escaped her, and Bucky kissed her again.

"Don't cry about that, please," he whispered.  "It's wartime and really, I have no choice.  When I get back, I'll put it all behind me and we'll be together, we'll be married and have a such good life.  I promise you, baby."

Desperately Ariel reached for his face and kissed him, fighting the tears that threatened to overwhelm her.  Bucky kissed her again and went down on her, hoping that making her come would stop the tears.  Afterwards, when he was spooned up behind her, they laid without speaking and eventually his breathing evened out into the rhythmic sounds of sleep.  She didn't want to leave him alone in the bed, but she wasn't sleepy, even though the room was warming up and becoming a little stuffy.  So, she laid there and let her mind go idle.  For some reason some lines from a 20th century movie that she liked came to mind and she replayed the scene over and over in her mind.

I've seen things you people wouldn't believe... Attack ships on fire off the shoulder of Orion... I watched C-beams glitter in the dark near the Tannhäuser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain... Time to die.*

It was a dark, dystopian movie with characters called replicants, who had no control over their short lives, as they were created to do the dirty jobs humans didn't want to do; cleaning up toxic waste, performing sex work, or sent out as soldiers to do battle in the black battlefields of space.  The replicant character who said the lines saved a human's life, a human who was trying to kill him.  Then he said these lines just before his short but incredible life ended.  Many of the critical reviews of the time said the replicant's point to the human was that no one had control of their fate.   All anyone could do was live, until it was time to die.

Silently, Ariel wept, knowing that the man pressed up behind her, with his warm muscular arms enclosing her in a loving embrace, had no control over his fate and neither did she.  All the hopes that perhaps a nudge here or there could give Bucky a different outcome in his life to come was wishful thinking at best.  It was devastating and freeing at the same time because Merton was right, all she could do was love him in the here and now.  Whatever the effects on her would be dealt with in 2142 when she returned.  Until then she would live.

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[sushi-rat]

Chanukah Day 6: Another (kinda) Pinup Bucky! (Last one, promise)

Weight gain is part of Bucky's recovery 💖

[swifty-fox]

If you feel inspired, I would love to see [ knuckles ] for a kiss on the hand between Bucky and Gale in two fingers down 😊

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if John were being honest, most of Buck's tattoos were the blown-out faded pieces one would expect from a midwest street-shop or kitchen table scratcher. Blown out color and dropped lines and swathes ground away by unforgiving asphalt. The bold thirteen on his wrist, not properly filled in. The flaming skull with biker's goggles screaming out from his bicep had a jaw that connected to nothing. The bare-breasted mechanic pinup was the most technically sound of the lot but if John stared at it long enough he noticed one eye was distinctly higher than the other.

a Thick lines eagle scrawled crookedly across his shoulders, a knee was tattooed in sloppy barbed wire. They were no better, no worse than any of the other men's tattoos.

If he were being kind John would say that he liked Gale's tattoos, liked their stories and dragging his tongue across their scarred and discolored surfaces. When he takes Gale's hand late at night, just the two of them on the road and his arm wrapped tight around the slighter man's waist he presses his lips slowly to each chilled knuckle of his favorite tattoo of them all.

V

I

T

A

Each letter receives the same attentive press of his lips, a slight teasing suckle that has Gale humming, no more than a vibration against John's chest under the noise of the wind whipping around him. John sucks Gale's finger finger into his mouth, presses a kiss to the bare skin of his neck, scraping his teeth along the dust-coated skin and tells him he's ready to head home

[cinnamoncascadian]

Queues masterpost

This blog has turned into a mess of intertwined stucky themed queues. There's a lot of stuff. Almost everything is tagged, unfortunatley not consistently, so to get you started, these are a few of my favorite tags:

one of my all time favorites (my favorite fanart)

stucky kisses, stucky fanart (large)

pinup queue (boys nekked, partially nekked and def. posing)

bucky bear, petvengers, chibis, pocket steve, soul bucky, buckitty

bathtime (rub-a-dub-dub)

lingerie (boys in pretty things)

avengers tower sitcom (anything that could ever have happened at any time in any timeline at the tower or compound)

fanart per year (fanart 2011 - fanart 2024/fanart 2025)

prewar stucky, brooklyn boys, sarah rogers, becca barnes (everything pre catfa/pre ww2)

steve fight me rogers (tiny ball of fury)

smol steve in charge (tiny ball of fury gets his way, often nsfw)

preserum stucky (bucky's got his orders)

wartime stucky, dog tags, howling commandos, kreischberg rescue, hc!bucky, hc!steve

catws stucky, bucky barnes' metal arm, reverse au

cacw stucky, stucky on ice, beefy bucky

wakandan husbands, soft!bucky, iw stucky, dusted husbands

endgame stucky, post endgame stucky, fatws stucky, thunderbolts stucky

stucky adjacent fanart, buckynat, stuckynat, ww3some, samsteve, allcaps stucky, catws otp4

alternative universes: shrinkyclinks, shrunkyclunks, deserumed steve, hydra clones, time shennanigans, double trouble, comicsverse

fanart for fanfiction, classic fanfiction masterpost, stucky fanfiction

artist handle (e.g. estelior, elkleggs, artwinx)

matching fanart with fanfiction, fanart of fanart

catws anticipation, aou anticipation, cacw anticipation, catws10 event masterpost

[sergeantbarnessdoll]

Hey hun ☺️

just read your new Bucky barnes fic (the one with the pinup girl) and it gave me an idea.

what abt Steve Rogers (the 1940s one) meeting {and fucking} his celebrity crush who he has fantasised about and been in love with since FOREVER and she was like the only girl he ever thought about back when all the girls buck set him up with would reject him (If that makes sense, like she gave him hope or sm)

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Better Than Fantasies » Post Serum Steve Rogers

Pairings: Post Serum Steve Rogers x Celebrity!Female Reader

Summary: Steve’s fantasies are way better than he imagines when he meets his celebrity crush.

Warnings: mix of Fluff and Smut (18+), language, alcohol, flirting, kissing, hickeys, blowjob, unprotected sex, riding, praise kink, size kink, Steve’s dog tags, pet names

A/N: Thank you to the lovely anonymous person who requested this🩵 also I hope you don’t mind that I choose to write this with Post Serum Steve Rogers cause that’s how I imagined it🥰

Written on my phone. I’m sorry for any mistakes.

Header made by @buckys-wintersoldier

GIF IS NOT MINE! Credit goes to the creators. I found it on Pinterest.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!!🔞

Steve knew who you are the second he seen you. He stopped in his tracks when he seen you talking to Peggy. Bucky walked up next to him, furrowing his eyebrows when he seen his best friend in a daze.

“What are you staring at?” Bucky asks him.

“Her.” Is all Steve said.

Bucky followed Steve’s gaze to you. He smirks to himself, knowing who you are as well. You’re Steve’s celebrity crush.

“What’s she doing here?” Steve asks curiously.

“I don’t know.” Bucky shrugs his shoulders.

Steve’s eyes widened and his heart began pounding when you started walking towards him. Bucky watched as Steve smoothed out his uniform and fixed his hair.

“Here’s two more of our soldiers.” Peggy tells you. “This is Captain Steve Rogers and Sergeant James Barnes. Boys, this is Y/N Y/L/N.” She introduced you to them. “I’m sure you two have heard of her.” She says.

“It’s very nice to meet you guys!” You say with a smile, holding out your hand for them to shake.

Bucky shook your hand while Steve continued to stare at you in awe. He couldn’t believe this was happening. He thought he’d never get a chance to meet you, but here he is right now. Bucky gently elbows Steve in his side to snap him out of his thoughts.

“You have to forgive him. He’s a big fan of yours.” Bucky says.

“That’s sweet.” You smiled at him. “Peggy said she’s going to show me around the base, but I would love to hangout with you if that’s ok.” You say.

“That’s more than ok with me.” Steve says, feeling his cheeks heat up.

You gave him a smile before following Peggy for a tour of the Army base.

“She wants to hangout with me.” Steve says to himself. “She wants to hangout with me!” He says again, a smile growing on his face.

Bucky couldn’t help but smile, happy that his best friend might be able to have a chance with a girl. He set him up with girls, but they always rejected him. That was before he got the serum.

Later that day, Steve and Bucky went to a bar after a day of training. Heads turned when you walked in the bar. Steve turned around, smiling when he seen you. You made eye contact with him and smiled, making your way over to him.

“Hi, Steve.” You say with a smile, taking a seat next to you.

“Hi, Y/N.” Steve says, smiling.

“Hi, Bucky.” You say.

“Hi, Y/N.” Bucky stood up. “I’ll leave you two alone.” He says, winking at Steve before walking away.

You ordered yourself a drink and sat back down at the table with Steve.

“So Steve…” You took a sip of your drink. “Tell me about yourself.” You say.

Steve looked at you for a moment, blinking a couple times. This is the first time a girl has ever wanted to get to know him.

“Umm well…” Steve starts. “I grew up in Brooklyn, New York with Bucky.” He says.

“That’s it?” You asked.

“I’m sorry.” He apologizes. “This is the first time a girl asked to get to know me. Girls have rejected me a lot in the past.” He says, his cheeks turning red in embarrassment.

“Hey…” You put a hand on top of his. “You have nothing to apologize for.” You tell him in almost a whisper. “Besides those girls are missing out.” You say.

A smile formed on Steve’s lips.

“I like you. That’s all that matters.” You smiled at him. “Wanna get out of here?” You asked.

“Yes!” Steve says a little too fast.

You stood up, holding your hand out for him which he happily took in his. You two walked out of the bar hand in hand, making your way to his bunk.

“Nice poster.” You say, smiling when you seen a poster of you on his wall.

“Bucky got it for me for my birthday last year.” He tells you.

“That’s nice of him.” You say with a smile.

Awkward silence filled the room. Steve wasn’t sure what to say to you. He didn’t think he’d get this far.

“So Steve…” You walked towards him, making him walk backwards. “We both know that we didn’t come here to talk.” You say.

“We-” His back hit the closed door behind him. “We didn’t?” He says more like a question.

“Let me ask you something…” Your hand grasped his tie, making his breath hitch in his throat. “Have you ever kissed a girl, Captain?” You asked.

“No.” He answers, his cheeks turning red in embarrassment.

You gave his tie a tug, pulling him down just enough for you to kiss him. Steve was caught by surprise, but he kissed you back. His hands found their way to your waist. Your free hand roamed his body, stopping on his bulge. Steve slightly jumped at your boldness.

“Wait a second…” Steve breathes, pulling away from your lips.

“Is something wrong?” You asked, looking in his beautiful blue eyes.

“I’m- I’m a virgin.” He tells you, his cheeks turning red in embarrassment.

“Oh god…” You took your hand off of his bulge. “I’m so sorry.” You apologized. “I didn’t mean to overstep.” You say.

“It’s ok.” He assures. “If I’m being honest, I have been fantasizing about this.” He tells you. “Kissing you and more.” He says.

“Tell me about the more part, Captain.” You say, biting your bottom lip.

“You on your knees, sucking my… cock.” His cheeks turned even more red. “Then we get on my bed and have sex.” He says.

“Lucky for you, Captain, I can make those fantasies come true.” You seductively said. “Only if you want to.” You say.

“Yes please.” He says.

You sunk down to your knees. You looked up at him, waiting for permission to go further. He nodded his head, meeting you know you can go further. You unbuckled his belt and undid his dress pants, pulling his pants down just enough for his hard cock to spring out. Your eyes widen at his size. You wrapped your hand around his cock and pumped it in your hand, swiping your thumb over his tip to use his precum as a lubricant while looking up at him with an innocent look on your face. A small moan fell from Steve’s lips. You wrapped your lips around his tip, sucking on it a little before moving your mouth further down on his cock. You bobbed your head while your hand pumped what couldn’t fit in your mouth.

“Oh my god…” Steve moans, loving the feeling of your mouth.

Steve felt like he was in another world. He couldn’t believe this was happening. His celebrity crush on her knees and sucking his cock. He never thought this would happen. This is the farthest he’s ever been with a girl. He knows one thing, he loves what’s happening in this very moment.

Steve was snapped out of his thoughts when you took his cock out of your mouth and licked from the base of his cock to his tip. You also licked along the veins of his cock. His eyes rolled to the back of his head when you did that.

“Fuck…” He moans. “Do that again.” He says.

You obeyed him and did it again. A moan of your name left his lips when you did that. He watched closely as your tongue swirled around his cock. Your tongue swirled around his tip, making him want more. Your hand pumped his cock as you continued your actions with your tongue. Steve felt his orgasm building up sooner than he liked.

“I-I’m close.” Steve stutters through a moan.

You put his cock back in your mouth and sucked his cock like your life depends on it. He was getting closer and closer to the edge when a loud moan of your name left his lips as he came in your mouth. Steve leaned against the door panting while you stood up from the floor, your knees red from being on the floor for so long. Steve’s eyes were filled with lust as he looked at you.

Steve got a confidence boost and kissed you hungrily. You moaned against his lips. He pushed the straps of your dress off of your shoulders and pulled your dress off your body, letting it pool around your feet. One of Steve’s hands went behind your back and unclasped your bra, letting it fall from your chest. He picked you up and walked you over to his bed, gently laying you down.

“How’s it fair that I’m almost naked and you’re not?” You say with a playful pout.

Steve chuckles before standing up and took off his clothes. He spread your legs and hovered over you. His Army dog tags were dangling above you. You grasped on the chain and pulled him down for another hungry kiss. His lips moved to your neck. You gasped when you felt his teeth nip at your skin hard enough for a hickey. He kissed his way down your body, stopping at the waistband of your panties. He looked up at you for permission. You lifted your hips, giving him permission. Steve hooked his fingers in the waistband of your panties and pulled them down your legs, dropping them on the floor by his bed. He kissed your inner thighs, getting closer to where you need him most. A shiver went through your body when you felt his breath on your pussy.

Steve paused for a moment, not sure what to do next. He licked his lips at the sight of your wet pussy. He knows one thing… he’s always wondered what you taste like. His tongue gave your pussy a curious lick, moaning at your taste. A moan left your lips when he did that. He did it again, earning another moan from you. His tongue licked from your entrance to your clit. He swirled his tongue in circles around your clit. Steve knew he was doing something right when you kept moaning his name. He decided to take it a step further. He wrapped his arms around your thighs and pulled you closer to him. He latched his lips on your clit and sucked on it while his tongue moved against your folds. Your hands found their way to his head, tugging on his hair.

“Oh Steve!” You moaned.

Your moans encouraged Steve. His tongue moved faster against your folds. One of his arms unwrapped from your thigh, bring his fingers to your pussy. He slowly slid one finger inside of you, groaning when he felt your tightness around his finger. You moaned when you felt his finger moving along your walls.

For Steve’s first time making a woman feel good, he’s aced it. You felt like you were on top of the world with the way he was making you feel in this very moment. You learned something new about him in that moment, he’s skilled with his fingers and tongue. Your curiosity was peaked. You let your mind wander. You were wondering what his cock felt like inside of you. Your thoughts were cut short when Steve unexpectedly slid another finger in your pussy.

“Oh fuck, Steve!” You moaned more in a whine.

Steve’s eyes glanced up at you, watching as pleasure took over your body. His other arm let go of your thigh and slid his hand up your body, stopping at your breasts. His thumb rubbed over your nipple before pinching it. A moan left your lips and a tingling sensation went through your body. He repeated his actions with your other breast, earning the same reaction from you. You arched your back off the bed in pleasure, pushing your breasts more into his hand.

“Oh yes, fuck!” You moaned loudly when his fingers hit your sweet spot. “Right there!” You tell him, followed by a moan.

Steve’s fingers continued to hit your sweet spot while his mouth worked on your clit and his free hand stayed on your breast. Soon enough, your orgasm was building up. Rather quickly you might add.

“I’m so close!” You moaned.

His name left your lips as you came, soaking his face and fingers. Steve pulled his fingers out of your pussy and sat up, hovering over you. You stared up at him, trying to catch your breath.

“How- Where-” You were unable to form a coherent sentence as you tried to ask Steve where he learned to eat a girl out like that.

“If you’re wondering where I learned how to eat out a girl, Bucky told me how.” Steve says.

“Remind me to thank him later.” You giggled. “Now…” You used all of your strength to flip the two of you over so Steve was laying on the bed and you were on top of him, straddling him. “I want to make your fantasies come true.” You lean down to kiss him. “Only if you want to go any further.” You say, not wanting to pressure him into doing anything he doesn’t want to do.

“Please…” He begs. “I want this. I want you.” He says.

You kissed him once more before lifting yourself up and picked up his cock, lining it at your tight entrance. Both of you gasped, when you slowly sunk down on his cock. His tip only stretched your pussy. It hurt, but it also felt good. Steve watched intensely as his cock disappeared in your pussy. Steve groans softly, loving the tight feeling of your pussy wrapped around his cock. You on the other hand took a moment to adjust to his size.

“Don’t be afraid to get handsy with me, Captain.” You say seductively.

You placed your hands on Steve’s strong chest and moved up, only leaving his tip inside of you and slide back down. You rode him at a decent pace, not wanting to overwhelm him during his first time.

“Y-You can go faster if you want.” Steve stutters through a small moan.

You increased your speed just enough to get you two wanting more. Steve was mesmerized by your breasts bouncing as you rode him. He lifted his hands to your breasts and played with them as you rode him. Suddenly, Steve wrapped one of his arms around your waist and sat up, leaning his back against the headboard so he can mark up your breasts with hickeys. That created a new angle for the both of you.

“Oh fuck, Steve!” You moaned.

One of Steve’s hands was occupied with your breasts while his free hand roamed your body, stopping on your ass and gave your ass cheek a squeeze. You playfully gasped at his actions. You leaned your head down and placed your lips on his neck, marking him up.

“There.” You pulled away from his neck, grinning as a hickey slowly began to form on his skin. “Now everyone will know that you’re mine now.” You say, biting your bottom lip.

Steve moaned when you called him yours. It’s like he wants everyone to know that he belongs to you now.

“You like that?” You almost whispered. “You want everyone to know who you belong to?” You asked seductively.

Steve nodded his head eagerly. You bit your bottom lip as you put your hands on his strong shoulders, steadying yourself. Steve’s hand that was on your breasts wandered down to your ass. His hands grasped your ass cheeks and moved you faster on his cock. Loud moans left your lips at his actions. Your eyes fluttered shut and you tilted your head back, enjoying the pleasure. A small squeak left your lips when Steve pinched your ass cheek.

“Eyes on me.” He tells you. “I want you to look at me while you ride me.” He says confidently.

You looked in his beautiful blue eyes that are now filled with lust. You leaned down, kissing him sloppily. Your hands found their way to his head, your fingers tugging at his hair. He moaned at the feeling. You pulled away from his lips, tilting your head back and moaned when his cock hit your sweet spot.

“Yes! Fuck!” You moaned.

Steve knew he found your sweet spot again and smirked proudly. One of his hands found its way to where the two of you are connected and began to rub your clit in circles.

“You’re going to make me cum if you keep doing that!” You moaned, referring to his fingers rubbing your clit.

That was Steve’s goal. He applied a little bit of pressure on your clit as he continued to rub it causing your pussy to squeeze around his cock. Steve moaned at the feeling. You felt your beginning to build up the more he rubbed your clit. You felt your lower stomach tighten. It felt like a rubber band was about to snap inside of you.

“Stevie, I’m- mmm fuck!” You were cut off by a moan leaving your lips.

“Cum for me, sweetheart.” Steve says huskily.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head and a loud moan of his name left your lips as you came. Steve gave your clit one last rub before focusing on his own orgasm which wasn’t too far behind yours. You could tell that he was getting closer to cumming from how sloppy his thrusts were as he thrusted up into you.

“I know you’re close.” You panted. “Cum for me, Stevie. Cum inside of me.” You say followed by a moan.

After a few more thrusts, Steve came inside of you. Your bouncing and his thrusts came to a slow stop. He carefully lifted you up, his cock sliding out of you, making you whine at the loss of his cock being inside of you. He carefully laid you down next to him and covered the two of you up with a blanket and wrapped his arm around you while you laid you laid your head on his chest, your fingers playing with his dog tags.

“That was way better than what I fantasized.” Steve says after a couple minutes of silence.

“I’m happy that I made your fantasies come true.” You say, leaning up to kiss his lips softly.

“Thank you for giving me a chance.” He says.

“I will always give you a chance, Stevie.” You say with a smile.

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-Bucky’s Doll