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| A Door Away |

Minors DNI 18+

2 weeks. It’s been 2 weeks of biological warfare in the sense of your heat. When he met up with you in the hall, Bucky knew with just with a glance just how fucked he was, and he needed it badly

✧Pairing✧ Alpha!MilitaryVet!Bucky x Omega!Fem!Reader

✧Warnings✧ Alpha!Bucky, Pining, Fluff, Buck being a cutie, Wet dreams, Oral (M), Rut, Heat, A/B/O Themes, Dirty Talk, Petnames [Omega, Pretty Girl, Baby, Princess], Dirty talk, Confessions - Any other warnings let me know

✧Word Count✧ 3.7k

✧Events✧ Hot Bucky Summer | WEEK 2 | “What should I call you? | Master, Alpha, Pet | @buckybarnesevents

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James Bucky Barnes was aloof. He kept to himself most of the time, rarely speaking beyond a hello or a soft ‘how are you?’ You had to admit that there was something about the man that intrigued you. Was it his cold gaze that seemed to melt whenever he looked at you, those rippling arms and toned body you’d caught a glimpse of through your peephole one warm day. Or maybe it was the sweet gentle nature he hid behind those layers of hardened emotions. You can always remember the first time you met your neighbour face to face. He held a basket in his hand filled to the brim with household items that you could easily have forgotten with a big move.

“Oh hi” you chirped when you noticed that you’d been taking in the man for a little too long. His scent captivates you, keeping you glued to your doormat. A rich vanilla permeating your nostrils, it was one of the nicest scents you’d encountered around your time with alphas.

He cleared his throat, the tip of his nose and ears darkening to a deep pink.

“My sister…I mentioned to her I had a new neighbour and she made this…for you” his voice dropped off at the end of the sentence, his deep blue eyes unable to hold your own for more than a minute. He was peculiar for an Alpha, most of them reeked of arrogance, treating their subordinates like gum on the sole of their shoe. But here he was, a basket stretched out to you and his eyes pinned to his shoes.

You’d been staring again.

A few months into living in the new apartment, everything was finally settled and you were settling into your little home just great. Bucky helped an awful lot which surprised you beyond belief. When your AC broke and your landlord wouldn’t pick up your calls James knocked on your door, tools in hand. He had it fixed in under an hour.

The same with your shower, sink and that time you bought a bigger bed, determined you could do it yourself only to knock on James’ door with your tail tucked between your legs.

After an offer of his favourite dish and beer, he found it hard to keep the ‘annoyed’ scowl on his face. You were just too cute looking up at him like that, with wide puppy dog eyes, looking so defeated. His animal brain lived for the domestic life you two had accidentally created.

“Today was nice Buck” You turned in his embrace to lean into his side a little more, your legs tucked under you and your face inches away from his. The swans in the water splashed around, courting each other with their pretty dances.

“I’m glad you liked it” he let his hand, the metal one that he’d lost while serving, cup your cheek, the plates clicking softly as he soothed his thumb over the bone.

His eyes dropped to the perfect bow of your lips, how close they were to his. It would take only a slight movement to connect them, swallowing your soft sounds.

“You don’t gotta stare,” you teased. He lurched forward, capturing your lips in a tight embrace, his tongue pressing against your mouth looking for entry which you gladly granted.

There was no fight for dominance in the kiss, your tongues dancing instead. His lungs stung with lack of oxygen but he didn't want to pull away, he couldn’t, your soft floral scent mixing with the dewy air keeping him trapped. When it became too much you parted, his lip captured by your teeth.

There was something so primal in your eyes, a longing that had him twitching inside his jeans in anticipation.

“James” his name came out of your mouth as a breathy whimper, almost like it was excruciating to say his name. The air around you both changed into something humid, biting at him, rearing its erogenous head.

He didn’t even notice the way your hand had drifted down, his breath catching in his throat as you rubbed your palm over him.

“Need you James” you whispered so sweetly in his ear, leaving soft kisses down his neck, completely missing his scent gland. The rhythmic clanks of his belt sounded in his ears and you pulled back with a victorious sound.

You looked like an angel as you pulled him from his briefs, pumping his length until precum beaded at the tip. Your eyes never left his as you sunk, your tongue rolling out to taste him.

You were so close he could feel your hot breath against his tip, your pink muscle drawing ever closer—

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Bucky’s eyes shot open. His chest heaving against his mattress euphoria, evidence of his actions that he’d just imagined soaked his underwear and sheets.

But the dream was more than just a run-of-the-mill thing. It only meant one thing for Bucky. His rut.

To say you were growing concerned for James was an understatement. For over two weeks now you hadn't seen him, hadn’t heard a thing from him at all. It was like he just vanished. It was when he didn’t show up for your weekly meal together that it reached its boiling point.

You couldn’t even eat the food you prepared as you sat, staring blankly at the spot James would usually sit, letting you drag on and on about your day with a soft smile or a little comment here and there. Your heart always fluttered when he did that, even if it was just a small hum it sent butterflies flapping about aimlessly in your stomach.

You went to bed in a sour mood, hangry and entirely terrified for your friend.

You tossed and turned in dreamless slumber, any slight sound shocking you awake, no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t force yourself into deeper rest.

The clock on your bedside table read 3am when you heard a bang in the hallway, a curse following it. You slipped out from under the covers and grabbed the first thing that came into your hand, your dad’s baseball bat he gave to you for good luck—and for a scenario just like this one.

You crept silently down your hall to the front door, avoiding each creaky floorboard that Bucky promised to fix sometime last week. Peaking through the peephole you found the very man that had made your life a living pain for the past few weeks.

You swung your door open quickly, meeting the wild eyes of James, anger bubbling in your chest fighting with the concern you also felt. The concern won by a slim margin.

“James” you whispered, inspecting his body with your eyes. His hair was a tousled mess, and his pale blue shirt was wrinkled. Still the same man and with no sign of injury, except the pained expression across his face.

“Bucky. Call me Bucky” he forced a smile but he couldn’t hide the low rumblings of a growl in his broad chest. His brain short-circuited at the way your sweet voice sounded. It brought him right back into his bed and into that dream. He couldn’t deal with that and he sure as hell wouldn’t force you to either. He wasn’t that kind of alpha.

Then your nose picked up on something in the air around you, that vanilla smell that Bucky had, it swirled with something much more fruity, something suggestive that had your omega brain wrestling with your logical human side.

His rut.

That’s where he was.

His voice rasped as he spoke, lying dormant for too long but your mind was far too occupied with more nefarious thoughts. You couldn’t help but imagine him, legs spread wide on a couch, his naked chest blushed pink, his mouth agape as strangled moans, growls, any sound of pleasure falling from him. His hips fucking up into his hand, or one of those silicone pussy’s you’d seen in porn.

Would he be thinking of you while he called out for his omega?

“Hello?” You shook out of your trance, realising that you’d been staring at Bucky the whole time. You shot him an awkward smile, confusing him further.

“Bye.”

Slam. Your door shook on its hinges as you slid down the other end of it.

Bye? Why the fuck did you say that? You let your head fall backwards, sucking in some much-needed fresh air. Your thighs clenched, your hand wandering between your legs to your soaked panties. And that was only because of his smell.

Bucky was no better, the remains of his rut flaring up at the sight of you, in that tank and panties. You hadn’t anticipated anyone and opened the door in a panic, completely forgetting about your half-naked look. Bucky grunted, mumbling under his breath about how ridiculous he was being. He threw his keys into the bowl and stripped off his clothes, heading straight for the shower. If he left it any longer he didn’t want to think of the ways he’d ruin your tiny body.

His cock throbbed at the notion. God he hated his brain sometimes.

You shot out of bed in a panic at the first twinge. It couldn’t be happening, you hadn’t had one in months. The second twinge had your legs like jelly, your hands slapping onto the nearest surface.

Oh, it was happening, and you had only a little time to prepare.

Throwing on a pair of sweats and quickly doing your teeth you frantically made your way to the car park to grab your car, almost speeding to the shop just so you could be at home in time.

You raided the store of all its protein products and energy drinks. The bags almost burst at the seam as you carried them to the elevator. Your fingers ached and your body cried out. Come on it won’t be that much longer, you reassured that animalistic part of your brain.

Stepping out onto your floor you struggled down the carpeted hall, the bags feeling heavier and heavier. Thankfully Bucky would be at work, you didn’t have any chance of bumping into him.

You fished for your keys in your pocket, grasping them tightly before fumbling with them.

“Need a hand?” Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh yesss. A range of emotions crossed your brain at his deep voice, your logical brain cursing while your omega brain reeled.

Yes. you need a hand, let the alpha know what’s wrong. Your animal brain demanded.

Don’t be fucking stupid, he’s your neighbour and he doesn’t even like you. You’re wanting us to wriggle our ass in his face and beg to be bred, yeah I’m sure he wouldn’t call the cops.

It wasn’t unheard of for omegas to ask alphas for help during their heat, kind of like a friends-with-benefits scenario. But you’d be damned if you were asking Bucky for help. You could get a bit…passionate about sex and it doubled during your heat, you liked Bucky too much to let him bear witness to that, your mind plaguing you with thoughts of him hightailing it and running at the first sight of you.

You’d settle with your little knotted friend that rested neatly in your drawer.

After politely declining Bucky’s offer you for straight to work.

Night drew closer, your nest established on your floor, perfectly poised just the way you like it. Energy drinks and your trusty silicone dildo lay off to the side.

You took your time showering, doing your entire routine. Drying yourself off before lathering your body in lotion, you didn’t even bother to put on some clothing, instead settling yourself into the nest in a foetal position.

Your hips rolled into the air, soft whimpers falling from you at around 2am. Without hesitation you grabbed the rubber cock, squirting some lube on it and running it through your soaked slit. You pushed it in slowly until the knot pressed against your entrance, your pussy not quite ready yet but with the way your wetness rolled out of your body, it wouldn’t be too long.

Bucky could hear your whimpering from the next apartment, your scent wafting through his house and straight into his nostrils. His cock twitched at your soft sounds, your muffled pleading for an Alpha to fill you up.

His mind wandered, were you using your fingers to get off or one of those cocks he knew companies made to exploit little omega’s like you.

“Mmm fuck Alpha hurts so much need your pups���

God it was going to be a long night.

The longer you went on the worse Bucky got, his cock dribbling all over his tight briefs, his skin glistening with a layer of sweat. He sat on the side of his bed, his head leaning against the wall, listening to you please yourself.

2 weeks later your heat was showing no signs of subsiding. Your supplies from your first run had gone long ago and you had to ask your friend to grab you some more. You’d never felt a heat like this, usually they’d last a couple of days and that would be that but you were still riding your dildo a week later.

“Fuckfuckfuck…Alpha please so good” you slurred, a flurry of whimpers slipping out of your mouth as you rocked your hips back and forth, the head of the dildo brushing against your sweet spot. Your pussy gushing more slick around the plastic, smearing all over your thighs and onto the blankets of your nest.

It just wasn’t cutting it anymore. Your orgasms shook through you but you were left unsatisfied and riding the rubber cock desperately. Trying to seek that one good, back arching blissful climax that had you sinking into your sheets in exhaustion.

But it never came.

“Oh fuck Alpha gimme that fucking knot mmmm need your knot so bad, need you to breed me full” your moans mixed with the sloshing of your cunt, your lips stretching around the knot as it sunk into you repeatedly with a sloppy sound, your fingers frantically strumming your clit for anything. You could feel the coils in your stomach tighten almost painfully but no matter what you did they just wouldn’t snap.

“Fuckkkkk” You stopped your movements, sitting on the dildo and catching your breath. You were at a loss, you didn’t know what to do, if you didn’t cum you were going to drive yourself insane but no matter how hard you fucked yourself it just wouldn’t make anything happen.

You were so desperate, so fucking needy. You needed an Alpha.

The dildo fell out of you with a pop as you stood on shaky legs, each step towards your bedside cabinet sending pleasured shocks up your spine. You unlocked your phone, scrolling through your contacts until you reached the one you needed.

‘Bucky 🤭🩵’

For a second you hovered over the call button, unsure if you should do it. But need prevailed and the ringing brought you back to reality.

“Hello?”

You almost moaned pathetically down the phone at the sound of his voice, thick with sleep deprivation and so fucking husky.

“B-Bucky…” you hadn’t thought this far, your brain was so fogged with need that you didn’t even stop to think about how you’d ask him for help. Bucky’s voice at the end of the line was quick to respond. You didn’t need to tell him a thing he could hear just how much you struggled.

“I’ll be over in 5”

You could’ve cum on the spot, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you bit your lip and clenched your thighs. You looked around your room, a mess of blankets and pillows arranged in a circle on your floor and in the centre, your dildo. You sunk to the floor, no longer able to stand as the waves were just too much. The hardwood hurt your hands and knees as you crawled into the centre of your nest but you couldn’t care.

You were finally getting help and you couldn’t have been happier with who it was.

Your cheek smooshed against one of the pillows as you lay waiting, your hips grinding into the air subconsciously. You were so wrapped up in your trance that you failed to hear the front door opening or the soft knock on your bedroom door.

“Look at you pretty ‘mega” Bucky drawled from behind you, his slate blue eyes boring into your core. A fresh wave of slick trickled from you at the sight of him, his smell infecting the air in a way that had you gulping down oxygen like you were starved of it.

You watched as he slipped his shirt over his head, dog tags jingling before resting on his sternum, his metal hand drifting down to unbuckle his belt. You took him in like he was a cold glass of water on a boiling hot day. He was the magic medicine to your ailment.

He wasted no time in pushing his jeans and briefs to the floor, his thick cock slapping against washboard abs. He was so much bigger than the toy you relied on, your brain fought with itself, wondering if you could even take a cock that size.

You’d come this far.

“How’d you want it pretty girl? Want me to fuck you like you are just now, on your hands and knees presented to me like a little slut. Maybe you want me to flip you over and pound you, let you watch me as I hit every little inch of that hot ‘mega cunt” he spoke, words dripping with lust.

“I don’t care please Alpha” You slipped, pushing your ass back to him, waving it enticingly as more slick dripped from your folds. You needed it now, none of the teasing.

“Alpha?” He questioned with a teasing smirk, sinking to his knees behind you and flipping you with ease onto your back.

Fuck looked beautiful all fucked out, your face wet with frustrated tears, your pupils so dilated you could barely see the colour. Your chest heaving causing your tits to bounce and that sopping pussy, pathetically clenching around nothing, silently begging for him to fill you, make you full with him and only him.

“What should I call you?” You blinked up at him, blushing lightly despite the fact you lay spread wide for him. You’d never called someone Alpha before, it just fell from your mouth in bliss. Insecurity bubbled up at the thought of maybe Bucky not wanting to be your Alpha, even for just a short period.

Your worries were all squashed when he lined his fat head up with your core, sinking fully in a single thrust.

“Alpha’s fine baby, now lemme fuck that omega brain dumb alright. You don’t gotta think anymore, your alpha will do that for you.”

Dominance radiated off him. The kind that made you want to submit, roll your head back and present your neck for him to mark, letting him claim you.

He slid out slowly, letting you feel every inch, every vein of his length until just his head remained buried inside you before he thrust forward again, his tip kissing your cervix.

His thrusts picked up at the sound of your heavenly sounds, your body arching up to meet him, to be as close to him as possible.

“Ohh fuck ‘mega, that pussy ain’t been fucked good in a long time huh, she’s sucking me back in, such greedy little cunt…so fucking tight…that’s alright though, your alpha’s got you now, won’t let that pussy go unsatisfied again” Bucky fell to his elbows, his nose bumping yours as you shared each other's air. Your legs spread underneath him as his hips pushed your thighs open further.

You couldn’t think. he was everywhere. A hand in your hair, his hot breath fanning over your face and neck, his dick filling you up. You were ruined for any other Alpha you just knew.

Sobs bounced off the walls, sounds you’d never heard before falling from your mouth. Your hands clung to him, wrapping around his back, your fingernails digging into his shoulder blades.

Fuck you were so close, those coils tightening deep in your belly again, hot spikes of pleasure rolling up your spine, your cunt spewing your essence around him.

“Fuck ‘mega my fucking knots swelling already ohhh shit, my knot ain’t swelled this fast before” he laughed between guttural grunts, his teeth nipping your jawline.

“Mmmm Alpha” you heave, your pussy clenching him tightly.

“Gonna cum baby? Gonna squirt around my fucking knot yeah? Oh fuck oh shit come on sweet omega, cum on my fucking dick.”

Your world went white when the swollen base of his cock pushed into you, stretching you wide, your preen stuck in your throat as your body convulsed with such an intense orgasm. Bucky rammed his whole weight into you a few more times before following suit, dumping his huge load inside your ruined cunt.

You don’t know when he rolled you over, his arms wrapping around you, your leg hooked over his hip. Your soft whines were the only indication that you hadn’t passed out, along with the look of sheer unbridled joy melting over your features. The softness and domestic nature of it all grounded Bucky. He didn’t feel regret like he thought he would, or guilt that he’d corrupted you

He felt at home.

“You did so good for me, pretty girl, don’t know anyone that’s taken my dick so good. Such a pretty little ‘mega” he praised, nuzzling his nose into your hair.

“Love you alpha” You forced despite your tongue feeling like lead in your mouth.

“I love you too princess, now get some rest alright? I’ll be here when you get up, then I’ll make you feel nice and good again.”

Bucky’s warm embrace and strong scent lulled you to sleep. A deep satisfied slumber that you hadn’t felt for months, a smile on your face.

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Mission — Heat | Steve Rogers

// Pairing // Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!Female!Reader

// Summary // Your best friend and you are on a mission but when he finds out about your heat he doesn’t let you do the mission — but one night in one bed is still enough to confess the real feelings.

// Wordcount // 6.714 Words

// Warnings // Explicit Content // 18+, Minors DNI, best friends to lovers, alpha/beta/omega, Alpha!Steve, Omega!Reader, Heat, true mates, smut, fingering (fem!receiving), teasing, lots of kisses, masturbation (male!receiving), unprotected p in v, multiple orgasm, squirting, little bit of degradation and begging, dirty talk, praises, fluff

// Request // Hi sweetie and happy 2K, you deserve them!! So I noticed you're doing that fun activist with prompts. I was thinking maybe: true mates who are childhood best friends? (A/B/O) It could be Steve Rogers ( I just imagine him a lot like an alpha😭) ? smut and a bit of fluff? Maybe they were supposed to go in a mission but she's starting her heat ( I think it's written like this?) so she stays behind and he offers to stay with her? they end up sleeping together and him taking care of her? ❤️ Sending you so much love!! @rogersbarber

// Authors Note // Hey, thank you for the request and for the nice words. It wasn’t supposed to be such a long oneshot but it turned out longer than expected. Hope you like it. Biggest thank you goes to my girl @bucks-babe for proofreading for me. You’re amazing and make my work so much better.

// Events // MCU Kink Bingo | O1 | Alpha/Beta/Omega dynamics: true mates | @mcukinkbingo || Fandom-Free Bingo: Pride Edition | Row Three-Two | Friends to lovers | @fandom-free-bingo || FluffySteveFest | July 1: Affection | Kisses, Aftercare | @fluffystevefest

// Masterlist | Steve Rogers Masterlist | 2000 Follower Celebration //

Being on a mission with your best friend was always your favorite kind of mission so you thought it would be like that this time too. Even though you got your heat just before you were getting ready for the mission — but your best friend knows it, he is used to it.

Steve Rogers, unmated Alpha and your best friend since childhood, the two of you grew up together, he always defended you in school, in front of other Alphas and he still does it when he notices that you don’t do it for yourself.

Even though he defends you sometimes still, he loves your attitude, your confidence and with every year the two of you grew older, things changed between the two of you — inside of him. He wouldn’t tell you, at least not yet. Steve loves the friendship the two of you have and he doesn't want to ruin it with his alpha instincts during your heats.

So little does he know that you went on the mission with him while getting into your heat. You smelled different but he was too focused on studying the file to care about your changing scent, maybe it was just another perfume you use?

“Have you read them? Sounds like they are in the hall and we ha—“ Steve says, sitting in a chair opposite you. The room has next to two chairs and a small table also a double bed — you already tested with a jump on it.

You’re currently in a hotel, waiting for the time you have the ‘meeting’ with the weapon dealer. Steve’s arms resting on his thick thighs and you looked at him up and down, while he was focused on the file. But now his blue eyes are piercing into yours, he tilts his head to the side and clears his throat.

“What are you doing there?” He asks, looking at your small construction on the bed. His shirts are placed around you on the mattress, you’re sitting with your back against the headboard and you’re focused on replacing a few of his shirts to make it more comfortable, while you listen to your best friend.

“N—Nothing, just wanted to see what you brought with you,” you say, smiling softly. Steve nods, not really believing what you try to convince him of.

“And you’re doing this by placing all my shirts around you?” His voice is soft but you can still hear a more dominant tone. You whimper quietly, trying to push all your thoughts away, you can’t let the omega inside of you get the control just yet. Not on a mission, not when you’re supposed to sleep in a bed with Steve.

“Yes? That’s a problem?” You ask, trying to sound as sweet as you can. Steve inhales deeply, and then it clicks in his mind, your scent isn’t different because of another perfume — oke at least not only because of that — it’s because you’re in heat and don’t want him to know it.

“Omega,” he growls, earring a whimper from you, knowing that he is right. “Fuck— why didn’t you tell me? Even using another perfume so I won’t smell it immediately? You can’t come on a mission with me, when— Oh fuck!”

“Language, Steve! Don’t use those words and I can! See, I'm here with you, on a mission,” you say, trying to play cool, while he gets up from the chair and paces through the room. Steve runs his hands through his hair, he loves you, he cares about you and that’s why you shouldn’t go on a mission during your heat — and especially not be in the same room — the same bed as the Alpha.

“I’m sorry, princess. But we will call Tony and get you home and I will do the mission alone or with another agent,” Steve says, frustration grows inside of him when he realizes that it’s evening and that you will have to stay the night in the same bed he does. “Or we let Sam and Bucky do that.”

“Stevie, I can do the mission with you, don’t make a big deal out of it please. It’s just my heat, oke?” You try, earning a glare that causes you to flinch and shut your mouth immediately.

“Not a big deal, huh? Do you know that most of the people we are going to meet there are Alphas? They will smell you, and when we do a mistake they will fucking get you and who knows what they are going to do then. With you — sweet Omega, they deal with weapons. Do you think they don’t have their omegas on a leash like a little pet?”

You sigh, maybe Steve is wrong but you two are a good team so they won’t get you and have you as their own personal toy, will they?

“Gonna call Tony now,” he huffs, reaching for his phone before he taps on it a few times before Tony picks up the call. You don’t really listen to the conversation, too frustrated that Steve doesn’t want to do the mission with you.

You grasp one after the other shirts of his, throwing it away. When you can’t go on a mission to him, you don’t want to be close to him. And as much as you crave your little nest with his shirts, you’re too mad to care about you. Luckily, your heat just started so you don’t have too bad cramps and when you get some you can still help yourself, you don’t need Steve or his stupid shirts — really good smelling shirts.

“What are you doing there, princess? First you build your nest with my shirts and now you throw them away, can you at least put them back into the bag?” Steve asks after hanging up and looking at you.

It only needs one look at you and he knows that you’re frustrated, that you’re going to be bratty because you’re always like that when Steve denies you. Sometimes you hate him, he is your best friend and you love him but those moments let you think if it could be a love-hate thing or something. Even though you know he is your true mate but since you’re both best friends you never wanted to risk your friendship for that, especially not because you never felt like you need a relationship just yet.

“Pick them up, ‘mega,” he growls, walking closer to the bed where you’re still sitting. You shake your head, pulling your legs against your chest and causing him to sigh. “That’s childish, you threw my clothes on the ground, now pick them up and bit them back into my bag.”

“Make me, Alpha,” you smirk when his eyes darken. Steve being feral is something you like to see, especially when his Alpha is more present, you have never seen his real Alpha side but the bits he lets slip are something you could get used to.

“Not gonna repeat myself. You’re playing with fire. Coming here in your heat, wanting to sleep in a bed with me—“

“You can sleep on the floor if you prefer that,” you shrug. Steve’s suddenly really close to you, his hand snapping forward and grasping your chin harshly. He tilts your head back, causing you to whine slightly.

“I wasn’t finished. You come here with me for the mission, you are going to sleep in a bed with me — wouldn’t I be used to it by now I would have fucked you into the mattress already and claimed you,” he groans, the thought making his dick twitch in his tight pants and he feels his boxer briefs soaking by his pre-cum.

“Calm down, you called Tony so it’s fine now? But I wouldn’t mind you claiming me, could try it, see if I would be such a sweet little omega and lie there for you,” you say, giggling softly while Steve’s features harden and his jaw clenches.

He doesn’t say anything, just letting go of your jaw and inhaling deeply. Steve turns away from you, making his way to the room into the bathroom. When the door closes a small pout forms on your lips, you never thought being close to someone would affect you like that but your best friend's short touch felt just so good. His warmth and the soft tingle he causes on your skin, you’re craving more but maybe it’s just because of your heat and nothing more.

For a moment you think about sneaking out of the room, getting some food or just for a walk. Or maybe you check out the location for the deal the next day and you will get up early to be there and help Sam and Bucky?

You decide against it, knowing that a whole lot of Alphas would smell you and no matter how confident you are, you don’t want one of them to jump on you. So you’re leaning back, your back resting against the headboard of the bed. You grasp your book, but since you destroyed your nest you feel uncomfortable.

Meanwhile Steve couldn’t stand it any longer, he needed to get out of the situation otherwise he didn’t know if he could have controlled himself any longer to not just ruin you for every other Alpha.

Your smell is so intoxicating, surrounding him like air. He had seen you in your heat so often but something changed, inside of him and between the two of you.

The warm water runs down his body, relaxing his tensed muscles but his cock is still rock-hard and there is only his hand as solution. Steve brings one of his hands to his shaft, immediately groaning quietly when he wraps his fingers around his thickness.

How would it feel if those fingers would be yours? Would your small hand actually fit around his length?

For a moment he tries to bring his thoughts to one of the porns he is watching when he jerks off but his mind doesn’t want to do it like Steve wants and he always has the picture of you in front of his eyes.

Steve slowly moves his hand up and down his shaft, the tip is red and leaking. He runs his thumb over the slit, groaning about the sensation. His hips jerk forward, meeting the movements of his hand. Steve throws his head back, fucking his fist hard and fast while he tries to muffle his groans as much as possible while biting his lip.

He wants — he needs to feel your fingers around his shaft. Or your mouth, your pussy. So warm and tight and all wet for him. Steve knows that he would stretch you like no one did before because you haven’t had many Alphas yet and Steve’s cock is thick and long.

Steve’s eyes immediately open and widen when he hears a soft knock at the door. He lets go of his cock before he mumbles a soft “come in”. You have seen him under the shower often, so it’s nothing new but he never had a hard on or at least just jerked off while thinking about you.

You open the door, walking into the room. You’re not looking at him, you don’t want him to feel uncomfortable, but you just don’t feel like being alone right now. Since you’re kids you’re used to sit in the bathroom with one another — when you were kids you also had a bath together — and just talk or be in silence.

“What’s up, princess?” Steve asks, turning around when you take a seat on the floor. You sigh softly, playing with your fingers in your lap, while Steve starts to wash himself.

“I’m sorry, I know I shouldn’t have come to the mission with you during my heat but I thought it wouldn’t be that bad, you know? And I’m sorry for throwing your clothes away, I just got mad when you said that,” you admit, looking around while you listen to the water of the shower.

“It’s oke, princess. I don’t blame you, but I don’t want you to be in danger and you know it’s easier to smell you when you’re in heat. Just don’t want you to get hurt,” Steve says, rubbing the shampoo into his hair before he continues to clean his body while he talks to you, making you laugh over and over again.

After the shower Steve asked you to look for some movies while he gets dressed, he used the moment to give his hard cock some relief. You immediately agreed and made your way back into the bedroom. Then you looked for a movie and built your nest with his shirts again.

Steve got a few snacks and drinks for the two of you and now you’re cuddled up into his side, his hand caressing your back softly while you watch the movie. It’s almost finished and you can’t wait to get some sleep, the cramps in your stomach getting worse but you try to ignore that and hide it from Steve.

Your best friend feels your tensing, his hand snaking around your waist to your lower stomach and he draws small circles on it, cashing you to sigh softly. The cramps aren’t completely gone but it’s definitely feeling really good when Steve caresses your skin as softly as he does right now.

When the movie ends you’re settling properly in bed, your back turned toward Steve and your knees close to your chest to try to get rid of the cramps. Steve feels your tension and he would love to help you but he won’t pressure you so he just tried to get some sleep himself.

After a few hours where you just tossed and turned around, Steve is still awake, knowing that you’re asleep. Your whimpers are louder as before and your scent is surrounding him, his mind goes dizzy and he can’t focus on anything else than you.

As hard as he tries to push the alpha inside of him to the side he can’t stop it anymore, needs you — needs to comfort you and needs to be inside you to give himself some relief too.

He slowly rolls to the side, you’re curled up into a little ball next to him, whimpering and tears fall down your cheeks but you’re still asleep. Steve reaches his hand out to slide over your arm, causing you to shiver lightly, his fingers brush over the soft skin of your arm to your shoulder. He puts some pressure on you, causing you to turn on your back while he guides his fingers over your breast.

A needy whine leaves your lips and you wake up slowly, noticing the soft touches. Steve smirks when you open your eyes and look at him with your sleepy expression. You look just so adorable and he can’t get his eyes off of you.

“W—What are you doing, Stevie?” You ask, his touch is still soft but intimate already. It’s not like it bothers you but you wonder what happens because he had himself always under control.

A low groan leaves his lips and his eyes are almost completely dark while he stares at you. His tongue poking out, wetting his lips. “Need to comfort you, ‘mega. Fucking need you, ‘m so hard for you and it will help you with your cramps, omega.”

His voice is rough and you shiver when you nod slightly. Steve’s fingers wrap around your breast, squeezing the soft flesh through your shirt before he pinches your nipple slightly. He causes moans to escape your mouth, groaning when he does that, his cock twitching in his pants and he can’t wait to bury his cock in his home — your tight, wet pussy.

Steve’s hand slides lower, over your stomach to the waistband of your panties. He doesn’t have much control anymore, he just needs you so bad. While his hand snakes over your body he sits up to get in between your legs.

“Spread those pretty legs for me, princess,” he mumbles, his big hand now caressing the soft skin of your inner thigh while he pushes them softly apart. He then gets in between them, his thick thighs touching yours and you can feel his tensed muscles, his soft curly hair on his thighs against your skin.

Your best friend towers over you, his veiny hands on your thighs while you look at him. Your eyes roaming over his body, from his handsome face over his broad chest to his highly defined abs before you reach the big bulge underneath his boxer briefs.

“Look so pretty, and you smell so good. Can’t sleep with your soft whimpers and this fucking scent of yours all around me,” the Alpha groans, moving a bit until his chest is on top of yours hand he thrusts his hips forward.

You can feel his hard dick and fat balls through the fabric, rubbing against your already wet pussy and causing you to moan louder.

“That’s what you need, don’t you, omega? Need a cock to fill you. Need my cock to fill you,” he says, voice low and you can’t help but shiver about the tone in his voice.

Steve used to talk to you with such a soft and sweet voice but right now there is nothing left of your sweet boyfriend, instead of him you have a big Alpha towering above you, ready to ruin you for every other man.

“Stevie, please,” you beg, not sure what you’re asking for — probably everything he is willing to give you. He grins at you, his one hand grasping your chin to make you look him deep into his beautiful eyes while he pushes his hips forward.

“What do you want, ‘mega?” He asks, knowing exactly what you need and want but he doesn't want to give it to you just yet. He wants you begging and whining for his cock.

“Need you, please. Alpha, need your cock, please, your knot, fill me with it,” you beg, blushing when those words leave your lips. You have never felt that vulnerable and embarrassed, never begged for an Alpha's cock — and never thought you would beg for your best friend's dick.

Steve smirks, letting go of you to lean back to finally take off his clothes. You follow his movements with your eyes when he gets up and stands next to the bed, leaving you all needy and desperate for him.

“S—“ you want to ask him why he doesn’t give you his cock even though you asked nicely but just when you want to ask, he grasps the waistband of his boxer briefs and pushes them down his legs.

Your mouth drops open when his hard cock springs free. His length is huge, a vein running along the underside of it, the tip read and leaking with pre-cum. His balls are just as huge as his cock and you wanna lick them, want him to stuff them into your mouth. Your pussy clenches at the sight, arousal flowing out of you, causing a wet spot in your panties.

“Stevie, it won’t fit, y—you’re soo big,” you say, pouting softly. He chuckles before he throws his shirt somewhere in the room to get on top of you again.

He plays with the hem of your shirt, pushing it slowly up to reveal your stomach, kissing and biting into your soft skin before he helps you out of it completely. A low groan slips past his lips when he admires your tits, his lips moving from your stomach to the swell of your left breast and he licks a strap over the soft flesh.

You arch your back, pussy pressing against his cock, while Steve sucks at your nipple, his teeth scratching softly over the skin while he twirls his tongue around it. He definitely knows what feels good, and you crave more of the pleasure and of him.

Steve’s hands move to your hips, pushing you down to stop you from grinding against him. You whine, trying to push against him but the alpha is way stronger than you and you end up wiggling underneath him until he raises his head and raises an eyebrow.

“Stop wiggling like a little slut, omega. Or I’m gonna treat you like one, so stay still and let me enjoy your sweetness before I’m going to ruin you,” he growls, bringing his lips back to your chest to continue sucking, biting and licking your soft skin.

Your best friend is already addicted to your soft chest, knowing that you’re going to ruin him for every other woman just as much as he is going to ruin you for every other man. Maybe he will ask you if he is allowed to claim you later or he will do it at another point, maybe making you beg for him to claim you. But he is at least sure that he is going to make you his, with your permission but he is sure you don’t want someone else when you can have your best friend as your Alpha. Just as much as he wants you to be your alpha, he wants to wear the mark of your bond on his skin as well, letting everyone know that he belongs to you.

“Steve, please. Need you so bad, don’t tease me, please,” you whine, pushing your chest up and press it against his face. He growls against you, sending vibrations through your body, while he pins your waist with his hands into the bed.

“Stop the whining or you won’t get my cock at all. Had to wait to get you so long, denying me all the time,” he says, biting into the swell of your breast to underline his words — his desperation.

He slowly moves his lips further down to your stomach, his fingers gliding to the waistband of your panties and he hooks them into it, tugging at it slightly before he lets it snap back against you.

Even though he doesn’t want you to whine and wiggle, he enjoys the soft whimpers and moans that escape your lips — needy and begging for him.

Steve wouldn’t have told you that his Alpha is craving you, he knew you wouldn’t like to ruin your friendship and he didn’t want to do it either. But now? Having you whining and whimpering next to him, during your heat. His anger that you didn’t tell him and tried to hide it from him combined with his Alpha instincts makes him go crazy and feral for you.

Your best friend sits up, sliding the thin frantic down to reveal your dripping pussy. He tried his best to remove your panties without destroying them but the smell of your arousal, your dripping pussy and your fucked out look already lets him forget about his actual plan.

You hear your panties being ripped into two pieces before he throws them somewhere into the room. You want to protest, telling him that they were one of your favorite pairs of panties but every thought disappears when the Alpha places one of his hands on your lower stomach, his thumb finding its way to your clit and he presses down against your sensitive spot.

“Good girl, such a sweet omega. Look at you, dripping for your Alpha,” he says, grinning at you when he moves his fingers lower, parting your soaked folds while he admires your glistening skin down there. “Yeah, so ready for me, look at you, all ready for my cock.”

You feel your cheeks heat up with his intense stare at your most intimate part. Steve brings his other hand to your wet entrance, pushing one of his digits against your tight hole before he circles his fingers around it. You’re moaning underneath his soft touches, trying to close your legs but his thick thighs hold them spread apart.

Steve’s cock is painfully hard, leaking down his shaft and he just wants to thrust into you but he wants to be at least a bit nice and prepare you first, will he? You’re dripping down your ass and onto the sheets already, so maybe he could just push inside of you and enjoy your walls gripping his cock?

“Princess?” He asks, waiting for you to nod your head. When you do, his expression softens and he removes his hands from your pussy and brings them back to your hips. “Do you want me to stretch you open on my fingers first or would you mind me just stretching you open on my cock? I will be careful, but I need you so bad, ‘mega.”

“Split me open with your cock, Alpha, please. Need your cock, Stevie,” you beg, feeling his thick tip against your pussy. Steve groans, he wasn’t prepared for you begging for his cock like that when he offers you to destroy your pussy.

“But you will tell me to stop when you can’t handle my cock. Just say red and I will stop. Yellow when you want me to slow down and green when I can continue, get it, omega?” He asks with his soft voice and you nod, this time it’s not enough of an answer for him and your best friend raises an eyebrow at you. You shiver lightly underneath him, his intense looks and his touches make your mind go dizzy and you can’t focus on anything but him and his cock.

“Y—Yes, Alpha,” you mumble, your fingers digging into the sheet and you buck your hips. Steve’s cock slides through your folds, causing both of you to moan.

With a soft smile he leans down, his lips touching yours for a soft kiss before he snakes one of his hands between your bodies to his cock. Steve looks deep into your eyes while he lines his cock up with your entrance. He pushes slowly into you, his red tip stretching you open and your jaw drops open when you feel how thick he really is.

“Color, omega?” Steve’s one hand is still holding your waist, pushing you into the mattress while he places his other next to you shoulder to hold himself up above you. His lips trailing all over your face, leaving soft kisses while he entered you inch by inch.

“Green! It’s so fucking green,” you moan, arching your back until Steve’s chest is pressed against yours.

He chuckles at you, actually he would tell you to not use that kind of words but your pussy is hugging his cock too well to think about something like that right now. Steve pushes forward until he is balls deep into you, stretching you out like no one else could.

You’re panting, hands gripping his back while you try to ground yourself. Steve doesn’t move, waiting for you to adjust before he’s going to ruin you completely. Your pussy is burning lightly, the stretch still the most pleasurable feeling you ever had and you want him to finally move, finally fuck you.

“St— Alpha, please. Move!” You whine, legs wrapping around his legs and you dig your feet into his thighs. But Steve doesn’t move, he smirks at your desperation, his cock seated perfectly warm and wet inside of your tightness while he feels your slick flowing down your ass and all over his balls.

“You’re so desperate, gimme a moment to enjoy the moment of your pussy before I’m gonna destroy it,” he growls, smirking at you before he presses his lips softly against yours. His tone is the complete opposite of his soft kisses and you whimper.

Steve’s cock is twitching inside of you, you’re sure that you can feel every vein of his length and it makes you want him more. Your best friend bites into your lower lip, causing you to whine before he pulls his cock out of you.

“You’re sure, omega?”

“Wasn’t ever more sure than that, Stevie!”

Those words are all he needs before he slams his cock into you. You almost scream about the sudden pain inside of you. His cock hitting your cervix and your eyes widen when you realize that he is really going to ruin your pussy with his huge cock. Steve thrusts his hips forward and backward, pushing into you with such force that you’re sure you’re going to hit the headboard of the bed when he wouldn’t hold you in place by your hips.

“S-Stevie, p-please,” you beg, not sure what you’re begging for because he fucks you so hard, that you can’t ask for more but you don’t want him to stop either.

Steve chuckles, his fingers brushing through your hair, his lips trailing along your jaw, while he speeds his thrusts up. His balls slapping against your ass, his cock hitting all the right spots inside of you, while you squeeze him tightly, sucking him deeper into your greedy pussy.

“Take it, fuck— take it, omega. Doing so well, fuck, feeling so good. Pussy is gripping my cock and not letting me move easily, princess,” Steve swears under his breath, his knot growing and his balls tightening while he thrusts hard into you.

He needs you to come for him so badly, he wants you to come on his cock twice — one time just one his cock and the second time together with him. Steve wants to feel your pussy clenching even more around him and needs your walls to grip him until he can barely move inside of you.

He smirks mischievously at you, groaning when you squeeze his cock. He then lowers his face to your neck, sucking at your soft skin, he wants to claim you, but he doesn’t want to do it without asking you and he isn’t sure if you could answer properly. Steve loves you, but claiming you would mean forever and he doesn’t want to ask you when you’re cock drunk and in a state you would probably agree with everything as long as he is keeping his cock inside of you.

So he only scratches his teeth over the sensitive skin of your neck, sucking until he leaves dark blue and purple bruises all over your neck. He never slows his pace down, as much as he wants to come already, he learned to hold it for a while.

“Touch yourself, ‘mega. Make yourself come on my cock, fuck— Your pussy feels perfect around me, made for my cock, princess,” Steve mumbles. He feels your hand sliding between your bodies to your core.

He definitely needs to make you touch yourself when he is just watching you. He is sure he would almost come in his pants from just watching when you touch yourself but right now his goal is another one — making you come before he allows himself to come and when you’re just laying underneath him, cock drunk and whimpering you can at least help him to make you come on his cock.

“Stevie, please, need you to come inside of me, need your cum, your knot, please,” you whimper, circling your clit. Your eyes fall shut when you feel the knot in your stomach tightening. Your pussy is squeezing Steve more and he needs all of his control to not come immediately.

“Come, princess. Soak my cock, come all over it,” he groans, speeding his thrusts up. It only needs a few more thrusts against your sweet spot before you come around his cock.

Your cock drops open, your fingers digging into his muscular back, while Steve doesn’t slow down his pace. His cock pulsing inside of you, your walls gripping him more and sucking him deeper, making it almost impossible for him to move.

Steve slides his fingers still through your hair, fucking you through your orgasm. “Look at you, doing so well for your Alpha. Squeezing my cock so well, a feeling so perfect when you come around it, and you’re looking so fucking beautiful when you come, princess.”

Your best friend's praises make you smile softly and you open your eyes, staring into his ocean blue ones, when he slows the pace of his thrusts down.

“Don’t stop, Alpha, p-please, need your cum,” you whimper, pouting. Steve shakes his head, still moving his cock inside of you, while he calms you down.

“Don’t worry, omega. I will give you whatever you ask for,” Steve tells you, kissing you softly before he picks up his pace again. His cock slamming into you, not caring that your pussy is all sensitive from your last orgasm. As long as you don’t tell him to stop he won’t stop fucking you — his sweet little omega.

“Feel that? Feel my knot growing for you? Giving you all my cum, fuck— Princess, you feel so good. Thought I would ruin you for every other Alpha but looks like you’re doing the same with me, Omega.”

You giggle softly before Steve slams his cock back into you again. The tip of his cock kissing your cervix over and over again. Soft pain with much pleasure filling your body and you’re addicted to that feeling — addicted to your best friend and his cock.

“So cock drunk, aren’t you? Come, omega, give me another one, know you can do it, come all over my cock,” he growls into your ear, his breath hitching when you squeeze his cock once again.

You didn’t know you could come that fast after your first orgasm but you feel the pressure in your lower stomach growing once again. Your breath is heavy, your body just as sweaty as Steve’s and your legs start to shake.

“S—Stevie, I’m so close, please. Alpha, need your knot, so badly,” you utter, nails digging into his skin and you’re sure you leave marks on your back.

Your Alpha smirks at your request, but gives it gladly to you. He hasn’t planned to stop fucking you before he comes so your request is just the perfect addition to his needs.

Your walls are pulsing, his cock is twitching and you feel his knot growing inside of your pussy, stretching it even more. “Fuck, come, omega, now!”

Steve’s low voice, his demand and his cock hitting all the right spots brings you over the edge once again. You’re screaming his name, squirting all over him, when he comes inside of you with an animalistic groan. His cum painting your walls and it feels like he doesn’t stop to come at all. His knot holding his cock inside of you, Steve’s not able to pull his cock out — not that he wants to.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. Feel that? Feel all my fucking cum? Just for you, princess, giving it all to you, my sweet omega,” he mumbles while you both catch your breath.

Tears fall down your cheeks and only his weight on top of you helps you to ground yourself. The feeling of your orgasm and his cock and cum so deep inside of you is just overwhelming and you can’t help but let the tears fall down your cheeks.

When Steve lifts his head to look at you his expulsion changes immediately into a worried one. His big hands slides to your cheek, wiping the tears away before he presses his lips down to remove the trails of them.

“Color, princess? Too rough? Too much? Aww princess, you were so good for me, you took my cock like a good girl, yeah, squirting all over me, was it too much?” Steve asks, not giving you a moment to answer while he praises you over and over again. You shake your head, whimpering when he moves softly, his cock shifting slightly inside of you as well.

“I— You weren't too rough, I loved it, Stevie. B—But, I-Iloveyou,” you say quietly, muffling your words when you press your face into the crook of your best friend's neck.

You didn’t think that Steve got what you said since you muffled your sounds and tried to speak as fast as possible but he understood it and smirks softly. His big hand is still caressing your cheek, while he swirls a strand of your hair around his thick fingers.

“I love you too, princess. But I understand when you don’t want me to claim you, or want to have another kind of relationship with me than friendship. I love you, as my best friend but also as my omega. But I won’t pressure you into something, princess,” he assures you, letting himself fall down on top of you, to let you feel more of his broad body.

You immediately wrap your arms tighter around his back, inhaling his scent. “Would you also— would you ever betray me when I’m not enough for you anymore? Maybe you will find a better Omega and love her more then?”

“Princess, stop that. Don’t think like that, you’re more than enough, so much love and affection inside of your big heart. Why should I ever want someone else when I can have you?” He asks, pushing you softly back while he looks into your eyes — and you see nothing but love in them, the truth, like a promise.

“Why are you always so fucki—“

“Omega!” Steve warns, raising an eyebrow when you giggle softly. You feel a tingle inside of your body and your pussy clenches when he talks to you like that. Steve growls, throwing his head back. “That’s what you like, huh?”

You nod your head, even though your pussy is answering for you too. “But you were swearing the whole time, Stevie,” you pout, giggling more when he pokes his fingers into your sides.

“That’s a difference, I just fucked you and wasn’t able to focus on something that wasn’t your pussy, princess,” he smirks, kissing you softly when you blush. “I love you, and I will protect you, let me make you mine next time. There is no one I could want when I have you.”

You nod, leaning up to chase his lips for a much needed kiss — no desperation, no roughness, just love and the promise you make to one another. “Oke, but only when I get a bubble bath now, with a lot of bubbles and you!”

He rolls his eyes playfully but agrees, kissing you softly before he turns the two of you around and gets up, his cock still inside of you, when he carries you into the bathroom to run you a warm bubble bath. He doesn’t care how late it is, that you should sleep, his princess needs a bubble bath with him? You get a bubble bath with him plus a massage and as many cuddles as you want.

“I love you too Stevie. And when you already pumped me full you could have asked to claim me already!”

“You were such a little cock drunk slut for me, princess. But I will make you mine before we go home tomorrow, we have all night to make you lose your mind on my cock,” he grins, kissing the top of your head when he slips his cock out of you and places you on the toilet to run a bath.

“I guess you’re the one who is going crazy with his cock in my pussy, Stevie. Or what were you thinking about when you jerked off earlier that day?”

You knew what he did in the shower, you have seen his hard cock for a brief moment but it was enough for you to see it being rock hard. And you’re not dumb, you know exactly when your best friend takes a shower because he needs one or because he has to need one. Steve blushes softly when you mention it, but then he smirks.

“Can’t help myself with such a sweet omega around me. My omega, princess,” Steve utters, picking you up from the toilet to place you in the warm water with a whole lot of bubbles before he gets into the bathtub behind you, pulling you close against him. Steve’s broad chest pressing against your back and you sight softly when you place your head against his shoulder and letting his big hands wander over your thighs and stomach, drawing small circles on your skin.

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Drunk Mouth, Sober Thoughts

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

warning: cussing, mention of alcohol, vomit

Summary: You got a little too drunk and forgot who you were talking to.

A/N: This is from a bingo card that @buckys-wintersoldier made for 2k followers special and i am so happy to be apart of it☺️ “Drunken confession and only one bed”

Shot.

After shot.

After shot.

You found yourself getting drunker and drunker as the night continued, everything was so blurry, you were stumbling all over the place, the only thing that kept you from falling over was Bucky Barnes. The guy you’ve been madly in love with since the first time you laid eyes on him, unfortunately he was the winter soldier at that time but you could tell he was hurting inside, his aura was gorgeous to you even though he was attacking you and the people you cared about. Little morbid but you couldn’t help but feel a connection with him. One more shot. You drunkenly placed the shot glass back down on the bar, you looked at Bucky’s worried face and giggled “What’s wrong mr. grumpy pants, not having fun?” You slurred while wrapping your arms around his neck, he smelled so good you couldn’t help but inhale his scent. “Come on Y/N, let’s get you home” He wrapped his one arm under your knees and the other around your waist and lifted you off the ground carrying you outside the bar, you laid your head on his shoulder caressing his exposed collarbone. “You’re really pretty” His cheeks turned a bright red but he maintained his steel exterior, he gently put you on your feet, his arm still around your waist he opened the passenger side door for you to get in. He walked around the front of the car and got in his side, he noticed you didn’t put your seatbelt on. Bucky sighed and reached across you to buckle your seatbelt when his face was in front of yours, you came forward and quickly pecked his cheek, he was shocked at first but it’s only because you’re drunk.

The car ride back to the hotel was quiet and long, you started to feel hot, you put the window down and leaned over basically putting your head out the window “Do you need the ac instead?” You nodded and moved your head, rolling the window back up. Your throat started to get warm again but it was different this time at first you didn’t know what was happening and then it dawned on you, you really needed to throw up. You tapped Bucky’s leg with one hand and placed your other hand over your mouth. Bucky knew right away what you meant, he quickly pulled over, unbuckled your seatbelt and ran around to your side holding your hair back as you threw up everything you digested in the last 24 hours. He didn’t even mind that you got some on his shoes, he can clean them later. Bucky soothingly rubbed your back “You okay?” You nodded and wiped your mouth with a napkin Bucky gave you “I’m sorry about your shoes” He buckled you up again and wiped the sweat from your forehead “It’s okay, Doll. They’re just shoes.” He gently closed your door and got in his side, driving down the road once again. Finally the two of you got to the hotel, you were supposed to room with Natasha but she forgot to give you the extra key, Bucky got you out of the car and carried you up to the room “Where’s your room key?” You looked at Bucky and frowned “Nat didn’t give me one.” Bucky looked at his watch and sighed. 3am. “Little too late to try and wake her up now, you can just stay in my room.” he walked to his room setting you down. He reached into his pocket getting his key out.

Bucky sat you down on the bed and went into the bathroom to run you a warm bath. You heard the water running and decided to help out a bit by getting undressed, you stumbled a bit trying to take your skirt off, Bucky came around the corner and stopped in his tracks, he’s never seen you naked before and he can’t help but stare at you, he shook his head and gently placed his hands on your hips “Come on, Doll. Let’s get you in the bath” You weren’t as drunk as you were before, you’re still very drunk but not sick drunk. You slowly climbed into the tub with the help of Bucky, he started to walk out “Wait, can you stay?” He nodded and sat down on the floor beside the tub “How are you feeling?” You leaned your head on the side of the tub looking over at him “A little sleepy, I have a secret though.” You giggled watching his face light up “What’s your secret?” You looked around as if there were more people in the room “You can’t tell Bucky though.” He nodded his head and watched you intently, he knew it was wrong to listen to your secret while you were drunk but he couldn’t help it, he was intrigued. “I think Bucky is very cute and I think I’m in love with him.”

Bucky’s eyes widened and cleared his throat “Let’s get you dressed and into bed” You nodded and stood up slowly getting out of the tub. Bucky dried you off with a towel, taking his shirt off and slipping it onto you, the two of you made it over to the bed, he pulled the blanket back helping you get into bed, he pulled the blanket up tucking you in a bit. He turned to walk away, but you grabbed his wrist “Will you lay with me?” He nodded and crawled in bed beside you. You cuddled up next to Bucky laying your head on his chest, he wrapped his arm around you, drawing shapes on your back, you dragged your fingertips over his chest and pecks “Bucky?” You whispered, he hummed in response “Thank you for taking care of me.” He kissed the top of your head “You’re welcome, doll. Anything for you.” You snuggled closer trying to steal his warmth. You slowly started to fall asleep, Bucky noticed and took a deep breath “I love you.” You smiled and mumbled softly

“I love you too.”

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Dirty little secret | Ari Levinson

// Pairing // Professor!Ari Levinson x Student!Fem!Reader

// Summary // You share a dirty little secret with your professor.

// Wordcount // 4.001 Words

// Warnings // Explicit content // 18+, Minors DNI, smut, age gap (reader over 18, Ari mid 40’s), professor x student, mean!Ari, dom!Ari, possessive!Ari, dub-con, sub!Reader, use of dildo, rough sex, dacryphilia, semi public sex, daddy kink, begging, degrading, dirty talk, praises, finger sucking, gagging, oral (male!receiving), deep throating, cum eating, squirting, spitting, aftercare

// Request // congratulations on 2k followers 🥰 could I request teachers pet + ari levinson pls xx ☺️😘

// Authors Note // Thank you! The request was a fun combination and hope you like it. Thank you to @bucks-babe for proofreading and all your encouragement and love.

// Events // Slasher summer writing challenge | Dacryphilia / You're not gonna leave me here, are you? | @witchywithwhiskey

// Masterlist | Ari Levinson Masterlist //

Blue eyes are staring at you, making you shift in your seat. You never thought these steel blue eyes could make you feel so safe and uncomfortable at the same time.

Ari Levinson, your professor. Every girl, even some boys adore him, have a crush on him or try to get closer to him. But little do they know that the man has only eyes for one person — one student, you.

“Stay after class,” he mumbles next to you, his hands touching yours and you shiver lightly.

His body is so close to yours, his broad chest bent down and pressed into your shoulder, while he acts like he is explaining something to you.

“O—Oke, sir!” You say quietly, your voice shaking and you try to continue writing without trembling hands.

With a grunt he straightens himself, pushing his broad body off the table and makes his way to the front of the class.

The girls behind you are already mumbling about Ari’s and your interaction. They often do that, especially when Ari’s so close to you, or when he asks you to stay after class. If they knew what the two of you were doing, they wouldn’t try to get close to Ari or wonder about his body underneath his tight clothes. But that’s something only you know— your dirty little secret. One you share with your professor.

You ignore the girls behind you, trying to focus on the lesson while Ari walks up and down in front of the room, explaining something to everyone.

After class you slowly put your stuff into your bag, waiting for everyone — except you and Ari — to leave the room. One of the girls who is actually sitting behind you with her friends, wearing those really short dresses and a lot of make-up and having the perfect body — walks to the front of the room, toward Ari.

You roll your eyes, when she throws her hair back, smirking at Ari while she places her hands on the counter, bending over slightly. But instead of looking at her ass or at her exposed tits Ari looks at you, talking to her.

“I have an appointment now, so make it short,” he grumbles. Waiting for her to answer. She doesn’t say anything, a pout forms on her lips, and she pushes herself up. With a smooth movement she pushes her dress over her legs, hiding her panties before she takes her bag and follows her friends out of the room.

Ari sighs, shaking his head and walking around his table. He leans with his back against the hard surface, arms crossed in front of his muscular chest, his blue eyes on you, while you make your way toward him.

“Close the door, babygirl,” he says, nodding toward the door. And damn, he wants to bend you over the table and pound into you until you’re cock drunk.

Your wide eyes, so innocent and sweet when you look up at him before you walk to the door to close it. He loves — adores your submission. And it doesn’t take much for to you give in to him and do whatever he wants you to do.

“Good girl,” Ari groans when you do as you’re told. You close the door and lock it, turning around to face your professor who stands with a big grin still at his desk. “Come here, get on your knees.”

“B—“ you interrupt yourself when you see his raised eyebrow. He told you that he is going to ruin you and you obviously had other thoughts about it then he does. “Arriiiii.”

“Stop the pathetic whining, and get on your fucking knees, now. Won’t repeat myself, princess,” he says, his voice rough and you whimper quietly.

You look up at him, pouting softly. Ari lifts his hand, grasping your chin and titling your head up, his eyes staring into yours. He then leans closer, his breath hitting your lips but just before his soft plump lips brush over yours he moves his mouth toward your ear.

“You’re nothing but a little, pathetic whore today, huh? Can’t even listen when your professor says something, should punish you for that shit,” he groans, his eyes darken when he lifts his head to stare into your eyes once again.

“D—daddy, please. ‘m sorry,” you whine, completely in your subby headspace now. Exactly where Ari wants you, all submissive and willing. His mean, degrading words turn you on but causing you also to slip into your subspace.

“Good girl, there she is. My good fucking whore,” he chuckles, his thumb running over your cheek to your lips. He presses his rough digit against your lips. You part then slowly, giving Ari the opportunity to push his digit into your mouth.

You twirl your tongue around his finger, whimpering around it. Ari fucks your mouth slowly with his thumb until he presses his thick thumb completely into your mouth before he pushes your tongue down until you gag.

Tears build up in the corner of your eyes, you try to cough around his digit but with his thumb it’s almost not possible and you feel the tears falling down your cheeks.

Ari smirks down at you, crying with just one of his digits in your mouth — not even his cock yet. He loves the way you gag around his thick shaft. Your widen eyes watering, tears rolling down your cheeks and you look always so fucked out that Ari feels his cock twitch when he just thinks about you on your knees in front of him.

“Do you want my cock, whore?” Ari asks, smirking while you wiggle the whole time. You nod as much as possible with his thumb between your lips. “Then take off your panties, gonna punish you while I use your slutty fucking mouth to my liking.”

You whimper, sucking his cock wasn’t enough apologies for disobeying him. “Daddy, please. I’m sorry, please. I’m good for you, daddy.”

“I know you will, but we can’t let your disobedience slip,” he says, kissing the tip of your nose. More tears well up in your eyes, when you shake your head, grasping Ari’s arms to hold him in place.

“D—“

“Shut up, and don’t make your punishment worse, babygirl,” he sighs, pushing you away softly to make his way back around his table to get something out of his bag.

You follow his movements with your eyes, watching him looking through some things in his bag before he holds a box in his hands. You still haven’t done what he asked for, just staring at him.

“Babygirl, you’re so fucking disobient today. Take off your fucking panties or I’m gonna rip them apart,” he threats, his voice low and his steps are slow but dangerous when he walks back toward you.

You whimper, taking off your panties to place them in Ari’s hand. He grins at you, putting the thin fabric in his pocket before he holds the box in front of you.

“Open it,” Ari says, smirking when you bring your shaking hands to the box in his hands. You then grip it, opening it. A gasp leaves your lips, your eyes widen, your heat shoots up and you look at Ari with wide eyes.

“That’s— It’s so thick,” you say, rubbing your thighs together. Your pussy is already dripping and with the huge dildo in the box in front of you — even more anticipation builds up inside of you.

“It’s my cock just as dildo, babygirl. And that’s your punishment, you will take my cock — or at least the silicone version of my cock — without preparation while I will ruin your slutty mouth,” he says, chuckling when you shake your head.

Ari’s cock is huge, the dildo just as much as his cock. You never had Ari’s cock without preparation, knowing it would be too big to take just like that. And now he wants you to do it, he wants to ruin your pussy. You would think it’s a joke but Ari never jokes when it comes to sex, especially not when it comes to a punishment.

“Daddy, it’s too huge,” you whine, blinking at him all innocently. But he shakes his head, you disobeyed him, he is going to punish you.

“So take it out, put it in and get on your knees,” he says. Even though you’re deep in your subspace a little part of you stops you from doing as you’re told and your teacher sighs.

He places the box on the table, turning back to you and he grasps your hips harshly. Aris muscles flex and you adore them for a moment before you land with your back into the hard surface. You hiss, it’s cold and hard but Ari doesn’t care, he’s tired of your attitude and when you don’t do as you’re told, he will do it for you.

“Color?” His voice is cold, his eyes dark and his fingers dig almost painfully into the skin of your hips.

“G—Green, daddy. Bu—But please with pre—“

“Shut up, keep your fucking mouth close unless it’s a moan that leaves those pretty lips. Fucking whore, place your feet on the surface and keep your legs spread.” Ari isn’t soft with you anymore, taking off your shoes before you place them on the table, your legs spread apart and Ari has the perfect view at your glistening folds.

Ari grasps the dildo, bringing the tip to your wet folds and rubs it up and down. He presses the toy against your clit, making you gasp and moan loudly. Your hands grasp the edges of the table and you grip it tightly, trying to steady yourself. He hasn’t even pushed the dildo into your tight pussy but the way he rubs your clit is so intense, that you feel like you’ll come immediately.

“Daddy, please, please, please, please,” you whine, wiggling when he brings the toy to your entrance. You earn a harsh slap against your thigh, gasping loudly.

“Shut your mouth, whore. I’m gonna fill it for you in a bit but first the toy,” Ari groans, his fingers digging into your thigh, while he presses them apart.

He lines the toy up with your tight entrance, pushing slowly into your tight cunt. He is slow and careful, waiting a moment before he pushes the dildo deeper into your pussy.

It really feels like Ari’s cock, you never took him without preparing but it’s not as bad as you thought. The slight pain in your pussy turns into pleasure the more he pushes the silicone dick into you.

“Good girl, look at your greedy little pussy. Taking the cock so well, yeah, good fucking girl,” Ari praises, his hand on your thigh stroking your skin while he smirks at you. Your walls are squeezing the toy tightly, sucking it deeper into you.

He fills you completely with the toy. Your soft moans and whimpers encourage him to thrust it in and out of you.

You’re arching your back, eyes almost shut while he uses the toy inside of you as he pleases. Thrusting the toy slower or faster, sometimes softer or harsher into your pussy.

With another harsh thrust into your tight pussy, your mouth drops open. Ari just hit your sweet spot with the top of the silicone cock. He leaves the toy completely inside of you, smirking when you wiggle your ass and try to get some friction.

“Stay still, slut. You’re so fucking needy,” Ari laughs, taking a step backwards while he admires you. He watches you bringing your hands to your pussy, grasping the base of the toy to move it but Ari slaps your hands away. “Don’t touch you without permission, fucking whore. Lemme admire your little pussy splitting on that fucking cock.”

“Daddy, please, can I please touch it?” You beg, but he shakes his head and takes out his phone. He taps some things before looking back at you.

“Smile for me, babygirl. Gonna keep that pretty scene here and add it to my collection,” he says, taking some pictures of you spread out on the table, dildo spilling your pussy and your already fucked out look. “Look at you, so perfect. Looking like the good little slut you are for me, princess.”

Ari puts his phone away, then he grasps you by your neck and lifts you off the table with almost no effort. He can manhandle you like he wants and he uses that.

He placed you with your feet on the ground, his hands holding you by your waist. Ari uses his strength to push you down on your knees, smirking when you whine because of the dildo being pushed into you again.

“Think you can escape my pretty silicone cock? Keep it deep inside of you, while I’m gonna fuck your mouth as I please,” he grumbles, his hands undoing his pants and pushing them down.

You’re lucky that almost no one will be in the building anymore, most of the students and teachers are already on their way home, so you can be as loud as you want to be.

While Ari undoes his belt and takes off his pants, you move yourself up and down with the toy rubbing against your sweet spot whenever you sink into it completely.

“That’s what you like, huh? Can’t even wait until I fuck you, no, you have to fuck yourself on daddy’s toy because your greedy little pussy can’t be without it,” Ari mocks, grasping your chin to make you look up at him. “Open up, whore.”

You do as you’re told, parting your lips before you stick your tongue out. Ari chuckles, then he spits into your mouth, his saliva slowly flowing down your throat before he does the same thing again.

His dick is painfully pressing against his boxer briefs and he knows how much you love to look at him taking his cock out or just the outline of his fat cock. But Ari loves your whimpers and quiet moans while you fuck yourself with the toy and have to swallow his saliva.

“Color, babygirl, are you alright?” He asks, his thumb stroking your cheek.

“Green, daddy. Please, want your cock.” He would usually laugh about your begging and whining but he has waited too long today and can’t hold himself back anymore. He needs you, needs you tight, warm mouth around his cock, needs you gagging around his huge length while he uses your mouth like it’s a toy.

He smiles at you, letting go of your chin and lets your head fall forward until you stare directly at his covered cock. His hard length is visible through the thin fabric, a wet spot already forming where his tip is.

You lick your lips, your walls clenching around the toy while Ari groans and pushes his boxer briefs down as well. His cock springs free, slapping against his tight shirt — the one that he wears to make you go crazy. You can see his high defined muscular chest, his abs and you’re not the only one who can see it.

He grasps the base of his cock, stroking himself a few times in his big hand. Aris cock looks huge in his hand already, but in yours? It looks like a monster cock.

You immediately open your mouth, leaning your head back, while you fuck yourself in a steady rhythm with the dildo. It hits all the right places just like Ari always does. You’re moaning and panting but still begging for his cock.

Ari brings the leaking, red tip of his cock to your lips. He smears the pre-cum all over them. Your tongue darts out, circling it and sliding over his slit to take all of his pre-cum.

You take more of his cock into your mouth, liking along the underside of his veiny cock. He groans loudly, throwing his head back and his hands grasp the side of your head to push you further down on his thick cock.

“Fuck, take it, slut. Take your daddy’s fucking cock,” he groans, thrusting his hips harshly forward. With that movement he hits the back of your throat, causing you to gag around his length but he doesn’t care, enjoying the feeling of you gagging around his length too much.

Tears build up in the corner of your eyes, slowly falling down your cheeks. You try to breath through your nose, try to stop the gagging but he only pushes further.

Ari knows that you will tap his thigh when he’s too rough, and you know that he would stop immediately would you do so. He wouldn’t ask what’s wrong, he wouldn’t push you any further, he would only ask if you need a moment or if you want to stop. And he would be fine with either of these answers, turning from the mean dom into your soft boyfriend who takes good care of you.

But as long as you don’t tap his thigh he doesn’t see a reason to stop himself from using you as he pleases.

“Fuck yes, take it you fucking whore. See what you’re doing to me? Sitting there all innocent in your fucking dress, nothing but a pair of panties underneath,” he pants, pulling out of your mouth before he trusts back into your mouth and slides his cock down your throat.

It only needs a few moments for you to get used to him. Your hands grasping his thick, muscular thighs to steady yourself while he fucks into you with a steady yet harsh pace.

“Fucking slut, do you want one of these silly little boys to fuck you? Huh? Want to make me fucking jealous? You’re mine, you belong to me,” Ari groans, his possessiveness growing with every thrust into your small, warm mouth.

Tears and saliva flow down your cheeks, your nose brushing his pubic hair whenever he pushes into you, and you bring yourself close to the edge with the toy that’s still in your pussy. Your walls clench, your arousal pooling about you and you moan around his length.

“Say it! Say you’re mine!” Ari demands, wanting to hear that from you before he lets you come or allows himself to come. He doesn’t care that his cock is buried deep down your throat or that you’re not even able to moan probably. “Fucking say it, whore!”

“Mmmm mmmmmm,” you try to say but it’s more just humming. Ari laughs darkly, he places one of his hands in your hair, grasping them hard before he pushes your head back.

“Mine! It’s not that hard to say you’re mine, can’t be that dumb, whore,” he says, shaking his head in disbelief. You’re staring at him in your saliva covered cock. His low chuckle makes you look up and into his dark eyes. “You’re that fucking cock drunk? Fucked everything out of you and wasn’t even inside your greedy little cunt.”

“I— Daddy,” you whine, moving faster on the thick silicone cock. Your orgasm so close, you can feel the knot in your stomach growing, already to snap but he stops you in your movements.

Aris hand that isn’t nestled in your hair, finds it place to your shoulder and pushes you down. “Say. It. Fucking. Say. You’re. Mine. I can’t stand your attitude today, the way your short little skirt is slipping up when you bend over, just like those whores wear. Lucky I love you, so I don’t ignore your little attempt at getting my attention, slut.”

“Daddy, please, yours. I’m all yours, but please, let me come, please, please,” you whine, more tears falling down your cheeks and Ari feels his cock getting even harder, twitching before he pushes himself back into your mouth.

“Come, fucking come, right now,” he groans, your nose pressed to his lower stomach.

With another movement and the toy hitting your sweet spot once again you come around it, squirting all over it and on the floor. Your breath is heavy, especially with Ari’s cock still down your throat.

He holds you in place, making you swallow his thick length while you come. Your eyes widen when you notice him twitching, his balls heavy and flat against your chin and he doesn’t look like he will move.

You slowly fuck yourself through your orgasm, walls gripping the toy and you moan around his shaft. You then bring your hand to his balls, knowing that he is going to come immediately when you massage them. And that’s exactly what you’re doing, kneading his large balls, rolling them in your smaller palm.

Ari groans, his hips stuttering and he shoots his come down your throat, making you take it all. “Fuck, so good. Mouth feels so fucking good, babygirl. Keep going, there is so much cum for you, yeah, like that. My pretty little whore.”

After coming down from his high, he pulls out of your mouth, dropping immediately to his knees to wipe the tears that still fall down your cheeks away. He then lifts you by your hips and pulls the toy out of you, placing it next to you on the ground. A hiss leaves your lips about the sudden emptiness into your pussy.

“Good girl, such a good girl for me. You took the toy so good, and sucked my cock like the precious, sweet girl I love so much,” Ari mumbles, wrapping his arms around your waist to lift you up.

He gets off the ground, placing you on the table and settles himself in between your legs. Your arms are immediately wrapped around his neck and you pull him as close as possible.

“Shh, you did so well for me,” he shushes you before you can even think about something you want to say. Aris muscular arms and the steady rhythm of his heart calms you down, bringing you back into reality after your intense orgasm. “There she is, look at you, babygirl. Daddy’s proud of you.”

You smile softly, giggling when he traces his fingers over the fabric of your dress. You press your face into his chest, inhaling his sweet, musky scent.

“We are having our dinner date night tonight, are you ready for it?” Ari asks, having already everything planned but you shake your head. “But I have already planned everything for the dinner.”

He pouts and you press your lips against his soft ones, humming when he grasps you by your neck and pulls you even closer.

Then he moves a few inches away, his blue eyes glistening and you admire the little green sparkle inside of them.

“I love you but I don’t want to go out today, please?” You ask with your best puppy eyes. Usually Ari would give in to them. “Not in a mood for dinner night today, you fucked me too rough for that.

“Then I have to go on our date all alone?” Ari chuckles softly, then he kisses the tip of your nose.

“You’re not gonna leave me here, are you?” You ask, raising an eyebrow at your boyfriend while he shrugs. He wouldn’t dare to go on that date alone, would he?

“I love you too and you know that I won’t leave you all alone, sweetheart. But dinner night not even when it’s a movie night I have planned? Just you and me, all the food you love, every movie you want to see and a lot of cuddles and kisses?”

“To that kind of dinner night I won’t say no. Just the two of us with food and cuddles!” Your eyes immediately light up, a wide smirk appears in your lips and Ari knows that’s exactly what you need today — him and a lot of cuddles after such a session. And you will get exactly that, with a lot more praises of how proud he is, how much he loves you and how good you are for him, daddy’s good girl.

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| A Door Away |

Minors DNI 18+

2 weeks. It’s been 2 weeks of biological warfare in the sense of your heat. When he met up with you in the hall, Bucky knew with just with a glance just how fucked he was, and he needed it badly

✧Pairing✧ Alpha!MilitaryVet!Bucky x Omega!Fem!Reader

✧Warnings✧ Alpha!Bucky, Pining, Fluff, Buck being a cutie, Wet dreams, Oral (M), Rut, Heat, A/B/O Themes, Dirty Talk, Petnames [Omega, Pretty Girl, Baby, Princess], Dirty talk, Confessions - Any other warnings let me know

✧Word Count✧ 3.7k

✧Events✧ Hot Bucky Summer | WEEK 2 | “What should I call you? | Master, Alpha, Pet | @buckybarnesevents

Buckys-wintersoldier 2K followers Bingo | Square: Confessions in a weird situation | @buckys-wintersoldier

James Bucky Barnes was aloof. He kept to himself most of the time, rarely speaking beyond a hello or a soft ‘how are you?’ You had to admit that there was something about the man that intrigued you. Was it his cold gaze that seemed to melt whenever he looked at you, those rippling arms and toned body you’d caught a glimpse of through your peephole one warm day. Or maybe it was the sweet gentle nature he hid behind those layers of hardened emotions. You can always remember the first time you met your neighbour face to face. He held a basket in his hand filled to the brim with household items that you could easily have forgotten with a big move.

“Oh hi” you chirped when you noticed that you’d been taking in the man for a little too long. His scent captivates you, keeping you glued to your doormat. A rich vanilla permeating your nostrils, it was one of the nicest scents you’d encountered around your time with alphas.

He cleared his throat, the tip of his nose and ears darkening to a deep pink.

“My sister…I mentioned to her I had a new neighbour and she made this…for you” his voice dropped off at the end of the sentence, his deep blue eyes unable to hold your own for more than a minute. He was peculiar for an Alpha, most of them reeked of arrogance, treating their subordinates like gum on the sole of their shoe. But here he was, a basket stretched out to you and his eyes pinned to his shoes.

You’d been staring again.

A few months into living in the new apartment, everything was finally settled and you were settling into your little home just great. Bucky helped an awful lot which surprised you beyond belief. When your AC broke and your landlord wouldn’t pick up your calls James knocked on your door, tools in hand. He had it fixed in under an hour.

The same with your shower, sink and that time you bought a bigger bed, determined you could do it yourself only to knock on James’ door with your tail tucked between your legs.

After an offer of his favourite dish and beer, he found it hard to keep the ‘annoyed’ scowl on his face. You were just too cute looking up at him like that, with wide puppy dog eyes, looking so defeated. His animal brain lived for the domestic life you two had accidentally created.

“Today was nice Buck” You turned in his embrace to lean into his side a little more, your legs tucked under you and your face inches away from his. The swans in the water splashed around, courting each other with their pretty dances.

“I’m glad you liked it” he let his hand, the metal one that he’d lost while serving, cup your cheek, the plates clicking softly as he soothed his thumb over the bone.

His eyes dropped to the perfect bow of your lips, how close they were to his. It would take only a slight movement to connect them, swallowing your soft sounds.

“You don’t gotta stare,” you teased. He lurched forward, capturing your lips in a tight embrace, his tongue pressing against your mouth looking for entry which you gladly granted.

There was no fight for dominance in the kiss, your tongues dancing instead. His lungs stung with lack of oxygen but he didn't want to pull away, he couldn’t, your soft floral scent mixing with the dewy air keeping him trapped. When it became too much you parted, his lip captured by your teeth.

There was something so primal in your eyes, a longing that had him twitching inside his jeans in anticipation.

“James” his name came out of your mouth as a breathy whimper, almost like it was excruciating to say his name. The air around you both changed into something humid, biting at him, rearing its erogenous head.

He didn’t even notice the way your hand had drifted down, his breath catching in his throat as you rubbed your palm over him.

“Need you James” you whispered so sweetly in his ear, leaving soft kisses down his neck, completely missing his scent gland. The rhythmic clanks of his belt sounded in his ears and you pulled back with a victorious sound.

You looked like an angel as you pulled him from his briefs, pumping his length until precum beaded at the tip. Your eyes never left his as you sunk, your tongue rolling out to taste him.

You were so close he could feel your hot breath against his tip, your pink muscle drawing ever closer—

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

Bucky’s eyes shot open. His chest heaving against his mattress euphoria, evidence of his actions that he’d just imagined soaked his underwear and sheets.

But the dream was more than just a run-of-the-mill thing. It only meant one thing for Bucky. His rut.

To say you were growing concerned for James was an understatement. For over two weeks now you hadn't seen him, hadn’t heard a thing from him at all. It was like he just vanished. It was when he didn’t show up for your weekly meal together that it reached its boiling point.

You couldn’t even eat the food you prepared as you sat, staring blankly at the spot James would usually sit, letting you drag on and on about your day with a soft smile or a little comment here and there. Your heart always fluttered when he did that, even if it was just a small hum it sent butterflies flapping about aimlessly in your stomach.

You went to bed in a sour mood, hangry and entirely terrified for your friend.

You tossed and turned in dreamless slumber, any slight sound shocking you awake, no matter how hard you tried you couldn’t force yourself into deeper rest.

The clock on your bedside table read 3am when you heard a bang in the hallway, a curse following it. You slipped out from under the covers and grabbed the first thing that came into your hand, your dad’s baseball bat he gave to you for good luck—and for a scenario just like this one.

You crept silently down your hall to the front door, avoiding each creaky floorboard that Bucky promised to fix sometime last week. Peaking through the peephole you found the very man that had made your life a living pain for the past few weeks.

You swung your door open quickly, meeting the wild eyes of James, anger bubbling in your chest fighting with the concern you also felt. The concern won by a slim margin.

“James” you whispered, inspecting his body with your eyes. His hair was a tousled mess, and his pale blue shirt was wrinkled. Still the same man and with no sign of injury, except the pained expression across his face.

“Bucky. Call me Bucky” he forced a smile but he couldn’t hide the low rumblings of a growl in his broad chest. His brain short-circuited at the way your sweet voice sounded. It brought him right back into his bed and into that dream. He couldn’t deal with that and he sure as hell wouldn’t force you to either. He wasn’t that kind of alpha.

Then your nose picked up on something in the air around you, that vanilla smell that Bucky had, it swirled with something much more fruity, something suggestive that had your omega brain wrestling with your logical human side.

His rut.

That’s where he was.

His voice rasped as he spoke, lying dormant for too long but your mind was far too occupied with more nefarious thoughts. You couldn’t help but imagine him, legs spread wide on a couch, his naked chest blushed pink, his mouth agape as strangled moans, growls, any sound of pleasure falling from him. His hips fucking up into his hand, or one of those silicone pussy’s you’d seen in porn.

Would he be thinking of you while he called out for his omega?

“Hello?” You shook out of your trance, realising that you’d been staring at Bucky the whole time. You shot him an awkward smile, confusing him further.

“Bye.”

Slam. Your door shook on its hinges as you slid down the other end of it.

Bye? Why the fuck did you say that? You let your head fall backwards, sucking in some much-needed fresh air. Your thighs clenched, your hand wandering between your legs to your soaked panties. And that was only because of his smell.

Bucky was no better, the remains of his rut flaring up at the sight of you, in that tank and panties. You hadn’t anticipated anyone and opened the door in a panic, completely forgetting about your half-naked look. Bucky grunted, mumbling under his breath about how ridiculous he was being. He threw his keys into the bowl and stripped off his clothes, heading straight for the shower. If he left it any longer he didn’t want to think of the ways he’d ruin your tiny body.

His cock throbbed at the notion. God he hated his brain sometimes.

You shot out of bed in a panic at the first twinge. It couldn’t be happening, you hadn’t had one in months. The second twinge had your legs like jelly, your hands slapping onto the nearest surface.

Oh, it was happening, and you had only a little time to prepare.

Throwing on a pair of sweats and quickly doing your teeth you frantically made your way to the car park to grab your car, almost speeding to the shop just so you could be at home in time.

You raided the store of all its protein products and energy drinks. The bags almost burst at the seam as you carried them to the elevator. Your fingers ached and your body cried out. Come on it won’t be that much longer, you reassured that animalistic part of your brain.

Stepping out onto your floor you struggled down the carpeted hall, the bags feeling heavier and heavier. Thankfully Bucky would be at work, you didn’t have any chance of bumping into him.

You fished for your keys in your pocket, grasping them tightly before fumbling with them.

“Need a hand?” Oh shit. Oh fuck. Oh yesss. A range of emotions crossed your brain at his deep voice, your logical brain cursing while your omega brain reeled.

Yes. you need a hand, let the alpha know what’s wrong. Your animal brain demanded.

Don’t be fucking stupid, he’s your neighbour and he doesn’t even like you. You’re wanting us to wriggle our ass in his face and beg to be bred, yeah I’m sure he wouldn’t call the cops.

It wasn’t unheard of for omegas to ask alphas for help during their heat, kind of like a friends-with-benefits scenario. But you’d be damned if you were asking Bucky for help. You could get a bit…passionate about sex and it doubled during your heat, you liked Bucky too much to let him bear witness to that, your mind plaguing you with thoughts of him hightailing it and running at the first sight of you.

You’d settle with your little knotted friend that rested neatly in your drawer.

After politely declining Bucky’s offer you for straight to work.

Night drew closer, your nest established on your floor, perfectly poised just the way you like it. Energy drinks and your trusty silicone dildo lay off to the side.

You took your time showering, doing your entire routine. Drying yourself off before lathering your body in lotion, you didn’t even bother to put on some clothing, instead settling yourself into the nest in a foetal position.

Your hips rolled into the air, soft whimpers falling from you at around 2am. Without hesitation you grabbed the rubber cock, squirting some lube on it and running it through your soaked slit. You pushed it in slowly until the knot pressed against your entrance, your pussy not quite ready yet but with the way your wetness rolled out of your body, it wouldn’t be too long.

Bucky could hear your whimpering from the next apartment, your scent wafting through his house and straight into his nostrils. His cock twitched at your soft sounds, your muffled pleading for an Alpha to fill you up.

His mind wandered, were you using your fingers to get off or one of those cocks he knew companies made to exploit little omega’s like you.

“Mmm fuck Alpha hurts so much need your pups”

God it was going to be a long night.

The longer you went on the worse Bucky got, his cock dribbling all over his tight briefs, his skin glistening with a layer of sweat. He sat on the side of his bed, his head leaning against the wall, listening to you please yourself.

2 weeks later your heat was showing no signs of subsiding. Your supplies from your first run had gone long ago and you had to ask your friend to grab you some more. You’d never felt a heat like this, usually they’d last a couple of days and that would be that but you were still riding your dildo a week later.

“Fuckfuckfuck…Alpha please so good” you slurred, a flurry of whimpers slipping out of your mouth as you rocked your hips back and forth, the head of the dildo brushing against your sweet spot. Your pussy gushing more slick around the plastic, smearing all over your thighs and onto the blankets of your nest.

It just wasn’t cutting it anymore. Your orgasms shook through you but you were left unsatisfied and riding the rubber cock desperately. Trying to seek that one good, back arching blissful climax that had you sinking into your sheets in exhaustion.

But it never came.

“Oh fuck Alpha gimme that fucking knot mmmm need your knot so bad, need you to breed me full” your moans mixed with the sloshing of your cunt, your lips stretching around the knot as it sunk into you repeatedly with a sloppy sound, your fingers frantically strumming your clit for anything. You could feel the coils in your stomach tighten almost painfully but no matter what you did they just wouldn’t snap.

“Fuckkkkk” You stopped your movements, sitting on the dildo and catching your breath. You were at a loss, you didn’t know what to do, if you didn’t cum you were going to drive yourself insane but no matter how hard you fucked yourself it just wouldn’t make anything happen.

You were so desperate, so fucking needy. You needed an Alpha.

The dildo fell out of you with a pop as you stood on shaky legs, each step towards your bedside cabinet sending pleasured shocks up your spine. You unlocked your phone, scrolling through your contacts until you reached the one you needed.

‘Bucky 🤭🩵’

For a second you hovered over the call button, unsure if you should do it. But need prevailed and the ringing brought you back to reality.

“Hello?”

You almost moaned pathetically down the phone at the sound of his voice, thick with sleep deprivation and so fucking husky.

“B-Bucky…” you hadn’t thought this far, your brain was so fogged with need that you didn’t even stop to think about how you’d ask him for help. Bucky’s voice at the end of the line was quick to respond. You didn’t need to tell him a thing he could hear just how much you struggled.

“I’ll be over in 5”

You could’ve cum on the spot, your eyes rolling into the back of your head as you bit your lip and clenched your thighs. You looked around your room, a mess of blankets and pillows arranged in a circle on your floor and in the centre, your dildo. You sunk to the floor, no longer able to stand as the waves were just too much. The hardwood hurt your hands and knees as you crawled into the centre of your nest but you couldn’t care.

You were finally getting help and you couldn’t have been happier with who it was.

Your cheek smooshed against one of the pillows as you lay waiting, your hips grinding into the air subconsciously. You were so wrapped up in your trance that you failed to hear the front door opening or the soft knock on your bedroom door.

“Look at you pretty ‘mega” Bucky drawled from behind you, his slate blue eyes boring into your core. A fresh wave of slick trickled from you at the sight of him, his smell infecting the air in a way that had you gulping down oxygen like you were starved of it.

You watched as he slipped his shirt over his head, dog tags jingling before resting on his sternum, his metal hand drifting down to unbuckle his belt. You took him in like he was a cold glass of water on a boiling hot day. He was the magic medicine to your ailment.

He wasted no time in pushing his jeans and briefs to the floor, his thick cock slapping against washboard abs. He was so much bigger than the toy you relied on, your brain fought with itself, wondering if you could even take a cock that size.

You’d come this far.

“How’d you want it pretty girl? Want me to fuck you like you are just now, on your hands and knees presented to me like a little slut. Maybe you want me to flip you over and pound you, let you watch me as I hit every little inch of that hot ‘mega cunt” he spoke, words dripping with lust.

“I don’t care please Alpha” You slipped, pushing your ass back to him, waving it enticingly as more slick dripped from your folds. You needed it now, none of the teasing.

“Alpha?” He questioned with a teasing smirk, sinking to his knees behind you and flipping you with ease onto your back.

Fuck looked beautiful all fucked out, your face wet with frustrated tears, your pupils so dilated you could barely see the colour. Your chest heaving causing your tits to bounce and that sopping pussy, pathetically clenching around nothing, silently begging for him to fill you, make you full with him and only him.

“What should I call you?” You blinked up at him, blushing lightly despite the fact you lay spread wide for him. You’d never called someone Alpha before, it just fell from your mouth in bliss. Insecurity bubbled up at the thought of maybe Bucky not wanting to be your Alpha, even for just a short period.

Your worries were all squashed when he lined his fat head up with your core, sinking fully in a single thrust.

“Alpha’s fine baby, now lemme fuck that omega brain dumb alright. You don’t gotta think anymore, your alpha will do that for you.”

Dominance radiated off him. The kind that made you want to submit, roll your head back and present your neck for him to mark, letting him claim you.

He slid out slowly, letting you feel every inch, every vein of his length until just his head remained buried inside you before he thrust forward again, his tip kissing your cervix.

His thrusts picked up at the sound of your heavenly sounds, your body arching up to meet him, to be as close to him as possible.

“Ohh fuck ‘mega, that pussy ain’t been fucked good in a long time huh, she’s sucking me back in, such greedy little cunt…so fucking tight…that’s alright though, your alpha’s got you now, won’t let that pussy go unsatisfied again” Bucky fell to his elbows, his nose bumping yours as you shared each other's air. Your legs spread underneath him as his hips pushed your thighs open further.

You couldn’t think. he was everywhere. A hand in your hair, his hot breath fanning over your face and neck, his dick filling you up. You were ruined for any other Alpha you just knew.

Sobs bounced off the walls, sounds you’d never heard before falling from your mouth. Your hands clung to him, wrapping around his back, your fingernails digging into his shoulder blades.

Fuck you were so close, those coils tightening deep in your belly again, hot spikes of pleasure rolling up your spine, your cunt spewing your essence around him.

“Fuck ‘mega my fucking knots swelling already ohhh shit, my knot ain’t swelled this fast before” he laughed between guttural grunts, his teeth nipping your jawline.

“Mmmm Alpha” you heave, your pussy clenching him tightly.

“Gonna cum baby? Gonna squirt around my fucking knot yeah? Oh fuck oh shit come on sweet omega, cum on my fucking dick.”

Your world went white when the swollen base of his cock pushed into you, stretching you wide, your preen stuck in your throat as your body convulsed with such an intense orgasm. Bucky rammed his whole weight into you a few more times before following suit, dumping his huge load inside your ruined cunt.

You don’t know when he rolled you over, his arms wrapping around you, your leg hooked over his hip. Your soft whines were the only indication that you hadn’t passed out, along with the look of sheer unbridled joy melting over your features. The softness and domestic nature of it all grounded Bucky. He didn’t feel regret like he thought he would, or guilt that he’d corrupted you

He felt at home.

“You did so good for me, pretty girl, don’t know anyone that’s taken my dick so good. Such a pretty little ‘mega” he praised, nuzzling his nose into your hair.

“Love you alpha” You forced despite your tongue feeling like lead in your mouth.

“I love you too princess, now get some rest alright? I’ll be here when you get up, then I’ll make you feel nice and good again.”

Bucky’s warm embrace and strong scent lulled you to sleep. A deep satisfied slumber that you hadn’t felt for months, a smile on your face.

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[amathslutsguidetofandom]

CONGRATULATIONS BABES!

Can’t think of anyone more deserving of this than you!

The prompts are amazing!?!?

Can’t wait to be a part of this event!😊😊

2000 Follower | Special

First of all I want to thank everyone who supports me, for all the love and comments and everything else. It really means a lot. And I thought I would just host a little event/game so here we are:

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-> I also accept requests with a square and an idea for the square.

-> 18+ Only! Fluff, smut, angst and dark content is allowed, just add warnings. No hate allowed, create whatever comes into your mind, and just have fun!

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The biggest thank you goes to @bucks-babe for having always the time to proofread my work, to leave all these comments, suggestions and that you always listen to my ideas. Thank you for your support and love, because without your help I would the one or other day delete all my drafts.

Also thank you to @lanabuckybarnes for listening to my Drabble ideas and gladly reading them.

And @noellez-best-life23 because you leave the best reblogs and every time you appear in my notes you just make my day with that!

There are a lot more people but the two I just mentioned are the ones who are always willing to listen to my ideas and never being annoyed (at least they don’t tell me then)😂😂

People I love or just add because you could be interested:

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[holylulusworld]

Congratulations on you milestone!

This looks interesting and fun. 👀👀

2000 Follower | Special

First of all I want to thank everyone who supports me, for all the love and comments and everything else. It really means a lot. And I thought I would just host a little event/game so here we are:

-> This is an interactive event. So feel free to free use a prompt of them, please tag me (I’m proud of myself to come up with most of them by myself!) because I can read your fantastic work then.

-> You can interpret the prompts however you want, and feel free to write for as much as you want, I just wanted to have a bit of a order, that’s the reason why I made it as bingo card.

-> The event will be until the end of August. Please tag me in your work so I see it and add the #buckyswintersoldier2k to your work.

-> I may not reblog posts because they could make me feel uncomfortable, but I will definitely add you to the Masterlist.

-> I also accept requests with a square and an idea for the square.

-> 18+ Only! Fluff, smut, angst and dark content is allowed, just add warnings. No hate allowed, create whatever comes into your mind, and just have fun!

-> This event is open for the entire Marvel Fandom, for every Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans character.

The biggest thank you goes to @bucks-babe for having always the time to proofread my work, to leave all these comments, suggestions and that you always listen to my ideas. Thank you for your support and love, because without your help I would the one or other day delete all my drafts.

Also thank you to @lanabuckybarnes for listening to my Drabble ideas and gladly reading them.

And @noellez-best-life23 because you leave the best reblogs and every time you appear in my notes you just make my day with that!

There are a lot more people but the two I just mentioned are the ones who are always willing to listen to my ideas and never being annoyed (at least they don’t tell me then)😂😂

People I love or just add because you could be interested:

@amathslutsguidetofandom @heytheredelulu @highonmarvel @sergeantbarnessdoll @holylulusworld @navybrat817 @buck-buck-buckaroo @brnesblogposts @lives-in-midgard @jiyascepter @imtryingbuck @little-miss-dilf-lover @romanoffshouse @sebastianstanisahotmf @targaryenvampireslayer @thevillainswhore @multiversefanfics @drabblesandsnippets @deliciousangelfestival @bigtreefest

[lanabuckybarnes]

Aww bbg 🥺🥺 it seems only fair that I listen to you when I share so much of my own thoughts but I absolutely eat up every single one of them—thank you

Congrats on 2k!!! This looks like a lot of fun, maybe I’ll use up some of these squares 🤭🤭

2000 Follower | Special

First of all I want to thank everyone who supports me, for all the love and comments and everything else. It really means a lot. And I thought I would just host a little event/game so here we are:

-> This is an interactive event. So feel free to free use a prompt of them, please tag me (I’m proud of myself to come up with most of them by myself!) because I can read your fantastic work then.

-> You can interpret the prompts however you want, and feel free to write for as much as you want, I just wanted to have a bit of a order, that’s the reason why I made it as bingo card.

-> The event will be until the end of August. Please tag me in your work so I see it and add the #buckyswintersoldier2k to your work.

-> I may not reblog posts because they could make me feel uncomfortable, but I will definitely add you to the Masterlist.

-> I also accept requests with a square and an idea for the square.

-> 18+ Only! Fluff, smut, angst and dark content is allowed, just add warnings. No hate allowed, create whatever comes into your mind, and just have fun!

-> This event is open for the entire Marvel Fandom, for every Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans character.

The biggest thank you goes to @bucks-babe for having always the time to proofread my work, to leave all these comments, suggestions and that you always listen to my ideas. Thank you for your support and love, because without your help I would the one or other day delete all my drafts.

Also thank you to @lanabuckybarnes for listening to my Drabble ideas and gladly reading them.

And @noellez-best-life23 because you leave the best reblogs and every time you appear in my notes you just make my day with that!

There are a lot more people but the two I just mentioned are the ones who are always willing to listen to my ideas and never being annoyed (at least they don’t tell me then)😂😂

People I love or just add because you could be interested:

@amathslutsguidetofandom @heytheredelulu @highonmarvel @sergeantbarnessdoll @holylulusworld @navybrat817 @buck-buck-buckaroo @brnesblogposts @lives-in-midgard @jiyascepter @imtryingbuck @little-miss-dilf-lover @romanoffshouse @sebastianstanisahotmf @targaryenvampireslayer @thevillainswhore @multiversefanfics @drabblesandsnippets @deliciousangelfestival @bigtreefest

[bigtreefest]

Congratulations!!!! This seems like it’ll be a lot of fun!!

2000 Follower | Special

First of all I want to thank everyone who supports me, for all the love and comments and everything else. It really means a lot. And I thought I would just host a little event/game so here we are:

-> This is an interactive event. So feel free to free use a prompt of them, please tag me (I’m proud of myself to come up with most of them by myself!) because I can read your fantastic work then.

-> You can interpret the prompts however you want, and feel free to write for as much as you want, I just wanted to have a bit of a order, that’s the reason why I made it as bingo card.

-> The event will be until the end of August. Please tag me in your work so I see it and add the #buckyswintersoldier2k to your work.

-> I may not reblog posts because they could make me feel uncomfortable, but I will definitely add you to the Masterlist.

-> I also accept requests with a square and an idea for the square.

-> 18+ Only! Fluff, smut, angst and dark content is allowed, just add warnings. No hate allowed, create whatever comes into your mind, and just have fun!

-> This event is open for the entire Marvel Fandom, for every Sebastian Stan and Chris Evans character.

The biggest thank you goes to @bucks-babe for having always the time to proofread my work, to leave all these comments, suggestions and that you always listen to my ideas. Thank you for your support and love, because without your help I would the one or other day delete all my drafts.

Also thank you to @lanabuckybarnes for listening to my Drabble ideas and gladly reading them.

And @noellez-best-life23 because you leave the best reblogs and every time you appear in my notes you just make my day with that!

There are a lot more people but the two I just mentioned are the ones who are always willing to listen to my ideas and never being annoyed (at least they don’t tell me then)😂😂

People I love or just add because you could be interested:

@amathslutsguidetofandom @heytheredelulu @highonmarvel @sergeantbarnessdoll @holylulusworld @navybrat817 @buck-buck-buckaroo @brnesblogposts @lives-in-midgard @jiyascepter @imtryingbuck @little-miss-dilf-lover @romanoffshouse @sebastianstanisahotmf @targaryenvampireslayer @thevillainswhore @multiversefanfics @drabblesandsnippets @deliciousangelfestival @bigtreefest

[megamindsecretlair]

Oh be still my heart, this was so damn precious and cute 😭😭😭 I would die if bucky took care of me like that 😭😭😭

This that Bucky fluff I've been craving 😭😭😭😭😭

Drunk Mouth, Sober Thoughts

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Fem!Reader

warning: cussing, mention of alcohol, vomit

Summary: You got a little too drunk and forgot who you were talking to.

A/N: This is from a bingo card that @buckys-wintersoldier made for 2k followers special and i am so happy to be apart of it☺️ “Drunken confession and only one bed”

Shot.

After shot.

After shot.

You found yourself getting drunker and drunker as the night continued, everything was so blurry, you were stumbling all over the place, the only thing that kept you from falling over was Bucky Barnes. The guy you’ve been madly in love with since the first time you laid eyes on him, unfortunately he was the winter soldier at that time but you could tell he was hurting inside, his aura was gorgeous to you even though he was attacking you and the people you cared about. Little morbid but you couldn’t help but feel a connection with him. One more shot. You drunkenly placed the shot glass back down on the bar, you looked at Bucky’s worried face and giggled “What’s wrong mr. grumpy pants, not having fun?” You slurred while wrapping your arms around his neck, he smelled so good you couldn’t help but inhale his scent. “Come on Y/N, let’s get you home” He wrapped his one arm under your knees and the other around your waist and lifted you off the ground carrying you outside the bar, you laid your head on his shoulder caressing his exposed collarbone. “You’re really pretty” His cheeks turned a bright red but he maintained his steel exterior, he gently put you on your feet, his arm still around your waist he opened the passenger side door for you to get in. He walked around the front of the car and got in his side, he noticed you didn’t put your seatbelt on. Bucky sighed and reached across you to buckle your seatbelt when his face was in front of yours, you came forward and quickly pecked his cheek, he was shocked at first but it’s only because you’re drunk.

The car ride back to the hotel was quiet and long, you started to feel hot, you put the window down and leaned over basically putting your head out the window “Do you need the ac instead?” You nodded and moved your head, rolling the window back up. Your throat started to get warm again but it was different this time at first you didn’t know what was happening and then it dawned on you, you really needed to throw up. You tapped Bucky’s leg with one hand and placed your other hand over your mouth. Bucky knew right away what you meant, he quickly pulled over, unbuckled your seatbelt and ran around to your side holding your hair back as you threw up everything you digested in the last 24 hours. He didn’t even mind that you got some on his shoes, he can clean them later. Bucky soothingly rubbed your back “You okay?” You nodded and wiped your mouth with a napkin Bucky gave you “I’m sorry about your shoes” He buckled you up again and wiped the sweat from your forehead “It’s okay, Doll. They’re just shoes.” He gently closed your door and got in his side, driving down the road once again. Finally the two of you got to the hotel, you were supposed to room with Natasha but she forgot to give you the extra key, Bucky got you out of the car and carried you up to the room “Where’s your room key?” You looked at Bucky and frowned “Nat didn’t give me one.” Bucky looked at his watch and sighed. 3am. “Little too late to try and wake her up now, you can just stay in my room.” he walked to his room setting you down. He reached into his pocket getting his key out.

Bucky sat you down on the bed and went into the bathroom to run you a warm bath. You heard the water running and decided to help out a bit by getting undressed, you stumbled a bit trying to take your skirt off, Bucky came around the corner and stopped in his tracks, he’s never seen you naked before and he can’t help but stare at you, he shook his head and gently placed his hands on your hips “Come on, Doll. Let’s get you in the bath” You weren’t as drunk as you were before, you’re still very drunk but not sick drunk. You slowly climbed into the tub with the help of Bucky, he started to walk out “Wait, can you stay?” He nodded and sat down on the floor beside the tub “How are you feeling?” You leaned your head on the side of the tub looking over at him “A little sleepy, I have a secret though.” You giggled watching his face light up “What’s your secret?” You looked around as if there were more people in the room “You can’t tell Bucky though.” He nodded his head and watched you intently, he knew it was wrong to listen to your secret while you were drunk but he couldn’t help it, he was intrigued. “I think Bucky is very cute and I think I’m in love with him.”

Bucky’s eyes widened and cleared his throat “Let’s get you dressed and into bed” You nodded and stood up slowly getting out of the tub. Bucky dried you off with a towel, taking his shirt off and slipping it onto you, the two of you made it over to the bed, he pulled the blanket back helping you get into bed, he pulled the blanket up tucking you in a bit. He turned to walk away, but you grabbed his wrist “Will you lay with me?” He nodded and crawled in bed beside you. You cuddled up next to Bucky laying your head on his chest, he wrapped his arm around you, drawing shapes on your back, you dragged your fingertips over his chest and pecks “Bucky?” You whispered, he hummed in response “Thank you for taking care of me.” He kissed the top of your head “You’re welcome, doll. Anything for you.” You snuggled closer trying to steal his warmth. You slowly started to fall asleep, Bucky noticed and took a deep breath “I love you.” You smiled and mumbled softly

“I love you too.”

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