#camboy!bucky x reader

[world-of-aus]

Live Now

Pairing: Camboy!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI (Male masturbation)

Authors Note: I am so sorry for the delay on this one, but this past week was my return to work with inservices, meetings, and a staff workday Friday. I hope this chapter is up to everyone expectations, as always happy readings Buns.

“Siren, sweetheart when I imagined you making things hard for me I was imagining something different.”

You bite down on the grin that threatens to kiss your lips, schooling your features as you take in the man on the screen. There’s almost too much of him for that all to tiny screen of yours, you can’t place where your eyes want to land next. What part of him you want to drink in next.

“Fully clothed and I already have you looking dazed, can you imagine the day I have you under me?” your eyes snap to his grainy ones, narrowing as you give him an unamused look. “Someone’s cocky, I could just boot you, you know.”

The low chuckle that resonates from your laptop’s speaker has you clenching your thighs together. You’d never been more glad that they weren’t visible to the brunette. “You could, but would you want to?”

You raise a brow, “you think I won’t?”

You suck down a breath watching as he takes purchase on his thighs, biceps flexing as he leans in, “I know for a fact you won’t, now you under me what do you say?”

You mirror his posture, “I say, next time ask me nicer B.” He doesn’t have time to question your words before your booting him from the chat, his image leaving with a soft whoosh. Your phone goes off next to you, a notification from your website.

You unlock your phone your laughter bubbling up into the air of your room.

You’re being bratty tonight siren.

🤷‍♀️

You could have just been a good girl and used your words. Do you not want to be under me?

He’s right, you are feeling bratty, have been bratty since the night he confronted you about your set with Pietro. That night had also been the beginning of a back and forth friendship of sorts, you loved and hated it all the same.

As much as I would LOVE to run my mouth all over that body of yours I fear I’m not going to be able to handle you 🥲

Laugh it up sweetheart I’ll have tears running down your face in due time.

You bite your lip, thumbs running over your words.

You promise?

You leave him with that jumping over to the notifications that sit in your inbox from your sets. Many of the comments were wondering the same as the man in your messages. When were you going to collaborate with buckmeup.

You knew the questions would be flooding your notifications the night you had released the set with Pietro, many of buckmeups fan’s in your live that evening to see what type of thank you, you had for them. They didn’t sign off that night disappointed, if anything you had fueled their desire to see you with the male cammer further.Your live and sets that evening had reached buckmeup as well, his name popping up in your inbox an hour after your live had ended. He had been sincere with you from the first message that night, immediately apologizing for his previous comment making you feel some type of way.

I’ve gotta apologize sweetheart, for my comment, thought I was being playful but I can see where it might have been misconstrued, just didn’t want to get tangled with you when I already had previous commitment with someone else. I wanted to be entirely free to you when the time came, you deserve that.

You remember the sheer panic that encompassed you when he liked your photoset, but it didn’t compare to when his message came in. You had tried to play it off, even going as far as to throw in a teasing line about him not sending his fans to you.

Maybe you should have left the comment about his live out.

You watched my live?

You had laughed the comment off sayin;

And what if I did? You telling me you never watched another cammer before?

His answer was an obvious yes, it’s how he chose the female cammers to collaborate with. It’s how he found you.

His comment that followed after surprised you,

Awe shit sweetheart that must have stung, me making my comment then you seeing that.

You had been taken back to say the least, you weren’t expecting anything from him, much less this, an apology. You didn’t know what to say. So he spoke for you.

Let me make it up to you.

Please.

Since that night you had come to learn that B as you had taken to calling him these past weeks could beg you real nice when he wanted, it was a surprise you had lasted this long. He was making it very hard recently inviting you to private chat rooms to speak with you and you alone. No wandering eyes hiding behind the screen of a laptop, no comments popping up wanting more.

You had never met a man more resilient and charming like B, then again how many men had you come across that did sex work as their job?

The answer?

None.

A chime from your laptop is bringing you too, your eyes flicking over to message notification. You can’t help but laugh, ‘speak of the devil,’ you murmur clicking on your direct messages with buckmeup. It opens, a link to a private chat waiting for you, your brows furrow but you don’t hesitate to press the link.

A black screen takes over, a baited breath passes and he’s filling up your screen. An amused smile pulls at your lips, “you didn’t invite me just to boot me did you?”

“Now why would I do that?” he grins.

You raise a brow, “what do you want?” He laughs huskily, “why do you assume I want anything?”

You examine him for a moment, a chime goes off realization hitting, “are you?” the rest of your question freezes along your tongue. This is the first time you think you see guilt flash across his features.

He rubs at the stubble along his chin, “was gonna ask for help this evening but you booted me before I could ask, thought we could start slow, give you just enough to have you wanting more, what do you say?” It falls silent between the two of you, but neither looks away, the soft chime ringing in the background the only noise coming from your speakers.

Maybe your time had finally run out. You couldn’t avoid it forever, and this was your chance to build your following.

You bite.

You catch the wolfish grin that pulls at his lips when you get yourself comfortable. “You going to make my time worth my while? You know what I’m capable of.”

He chuckles leaning back onto his pillows, the hand you’ve imagined many nights wrapped around your throat coming into view. He trails it down to the lining of your favorite grey joggers on him, “something tells me you’ve seen just how good I can be sweetheart, not even going to think twice of clicking out." His gaze flickers off to the side, "Don’t worry guys, she’s not going anywhere.”

You laugh, “for now," you lean back agains the wooden frame of your bed, "you going to show me a good time B?"

You shouldn’t have been surprised, true to his word you hadn’t thought of exiting once since he began. You were in trance, and you were wet, thighs clenched aching for some kind of friction, anything to aide with the heat coursing through you due to the sight before you.

You had never wanted your lips wrapped around a cock more than you did now.

“Whats wrong siren?” he coos breathlessly, “that pretty pussy of yours aching for a touch?” You want to smack the grin off his plush lips, “touch yourself baby, fuck yourself on your fingers for me.”

Your hand comes into his view fingers swaying, “wouldn't feel as good as yours,” you pout, “I wanna feel full.”

He throws his head back in a low groan, fist going over his cock a little quicker now, “let me in siren,” he grunts fucking up into his fist, “I’ll fill you up just like you need, all you’ve got to do is let me in.”

You find the thought laughable because he was already in, you agreeing to this was that wall finally crumbling down.

He watches your hand fall onto your clothed chest, fingers dancing down your torso, "that's it baby, keep going," he breathes. Your teeth catch on your lower lip, fingers drawing closer to the tops of your silk bottoms. "Touch your pussy for me."

The walls crumbles to ash your teeth sink lower into your lip, your fingers dipping beneath the waistband till they're going over the curls covering your mound parting your slick folds. The hold your teeth have loosens, your lip dropping on a silent gasp, “that's my girl,” he husks, eyes locked on you.

Your touch is feather light, a low whine bubbling in your chest as you test the waters. "Don't be shy, touch yourself, make yourself feel good." Listening to his words your eyes leave his darkened ones trailing down his exposed stomach to where his hand is wrapped around his hardened length low grunts spilling from his lips as he works himself over. 

You dip your fingers a little further collecting slick as you drag back up to circle your clit, finding the spot that makes jolts of pleasure course through you. Pressing a little harder, working your finger a little quicker, your breath catches in your throat.

A breathy moan is sounding from your laptops speakers, in the form of your screen name, the sinful things you would do to hear that again.

"Feels so good B," you breathe, your body trembling as you work your fingers faster trying to match his pace.

“Fuck siren, being so good for me, a good girl aren't you?” he groans as he watches you pleasure yourself, his hands gripping himself a little tighter, pumping a little harder to what he imagines is the swivel of your finger beneath your silky night shorts. Your eyes slip shut, head thunking against your wooden headboard as you let the sound of him consume you. You’re close to the edge, the broken moans, and low grunts of your screen name have your head reeling, fingers circling faster. It’s not enough, the need to feel him growing strong, your hand itching to wrap around his hardened length. 

“Talk to me Siren, tell me what you need?" he grunts. 

“I need you” you moan, “want you here with me, want you to fill me up, want to be so full of you.” you whine. 

His mouth is dipped open in a low moan, eyes hooded over in lust, and you can’t bring yourself to look away. “I know sweetheart, I know, but you're being so good for me Siren, you're such a good girl.” he murmurs.

Your fingers match the rhythm in which he pumps at his cock, "I'd be so good, such a good girl for you," you moan, biting back the 'only girl'.

"I know baby I know, now why don't you let me see just how good it can be, let go for me."

You’re right on the edge, toes over the cliff and the thing to send you over is the growl of your name falling from his lips, his warmth coating his abdomen, spilling over his fist.  The first wave hits, your orgasm washing over you as your toes curl, finger stilling over your clit, a low moan spills from your lips, “That's it sweet girl, ride it out for me.”

You groan as you come down from the pleasure, a giggle slipping past your lips as you pull your fingers from your shorts. You slip lower into your sheets watching as Bucky shifts around on the screen cleaning himself up. He slips up his jogger composing himself before he begins his signoff. It goes like it does every night, with a promise to see them tomorrow. He signs off with a final wave, a swish sounding before his attention is focused solely on you, and you alone.

He gets comfortable against his headboard, "you feeling alright there Siren?"

You chuckle, "a little dissatisfied, but nothing my little vibe can't fix later tonight."

"A free show for a free show." he teases.

He's drawing another laugh from you, "I'll make sure to invite you to a private chat tomorrow, give you a free show and get my coin."

He chuckles the sound going throw you, "thank you for tonight by the way, I'm sure it wasn't ideal me throwing it on you like this - but I was running out of choices."

"Told you, you just needed to ask me nicely, I would have eventually said yes."

Your eyes track the way he runs his tongue over his lower lip, teeth catching, "thank you for giving me a chance."

"You keep it up and you'll be making due on your promises in no time B."

He grins, "I look forward to is Siren." The two of you bid one another a farewell, a promise on your lips to see him tomorrow before he's signing off, your screen going back to your website.

You go through some of the new notifications that popped in, setting up your new sets to upload before you're signing off for the night, laptop snapping shut as you push it off to the side. Slipping from your bed you grab your phone, night robe, and night ware intent on a warm shower before you call it a night. Making your way into you bathroom you set your things down on the counter picking up your phone to set some music.

Your search for music comes to a pause, a notification from cashapp vibrating across your screen. Brows furrowed you click the notification.

'Bucky Barnes' has sent you $500.

For a second you worry that someone has mistakenly sent you a large amount of money but as your gaze drifts further down the message that follows has your heart swooping in your chest.

"Thank you again for tonight Siren, hope you didn't think I was the only one making coin tonight, this is for you - buckmeup"

[buckrecs]

𝙤𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩 𝙛𝙞𝙘 𝙧𝙚𝙘 : 𝙅𝙪𝙣𝙚

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FLUFF

Exhausted by @moonvis

Uncle Bucky by @/moonvis

Trying To Study by @pitubea1910

Secure Your Back by @writingcroissant

poppies and babies’ breath by @lizzie-is-here

More than friends by @theeleggymeggy

Lovesick by @/theeleggymeggy

Protecting What’s His by @jobean12-blog (bodyguard!bucky)

Pieces of Us by @majestyeverlasting

As Many As You Want by @/majestyeverlasting

How I Met Your Father by @pomelo-villano

Nerd by @imgoingtofreakoutnow

Trouble Doubled by @certifiedskywalker

magnetic mishaps by @aneluvs

Angel Eyes by @killatravtramp

hint dropped by @rocketrhap3000

pre-mission blues by @buckysblanket (husband!bucky)

Nightmares by @waiting4inspiration

Safe and Sound by @talesofesther

voicemails by @lovelybarnes

Chicken Soup for the Soul by @sebbytrash

Baking (fails) with bucky by @winter-soldier-vibes

booked on a feeling by @intrepidacious (librarian!bucky)

Theater by @loving-barnes

Sleepyhead by @tom-holland-parker

A Good Man by @/tom-holland-parker

A New Uniform by @hopelessromantic423

Manicure by @itsapeterthing

Speechless by @/itsapeterthing

I’ll Stop The World And Melt With You by @shamevillain

Flustered 2 by @/lovelybarnes

Aroma by @navybrat817

The Animal Within by @/navybrat817

ending unplanned by @starryevermore (bookstore au)

only angel by @cherryrogers (40s!bucky)

IDGAF by @amandaoftherosemire

Sleepy by @sunflowers-and-bucky

Happy Beans by @/rookthorne (barista!bucky)

Imagine by @buckyalpine

Shy Boy by @hiddles-and-skittles

A Good Man by @beyondspaceandstars

Meet The Parents by @/navybrat817

before sunset, i fell by @atlaese (modern au)

Lemonade and shields by @/atlaese

Old Fashioned by @rookthorne

ANGST

Tip of the Tongue by @bucky-fricking-barnes

Who Did This To You? by @espinosaurusrexex

“Accidentally” by @/pomelo-villano

Just Tell Her by @girl-next-door-writes

New Love by @ro-is-struggling

jealousy, jealousy by @malum-forev

Jealous by @sweetbbarnes

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We mend each other by @/talesofesther

Green by @/itsapeterthing

Smoke by @shurisneakers

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feel me by @flordeamatista (siren!reader)

youngblood by @sebbies (boxer!bucky)

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Too Much (Not Enough) by @touchstarvedirl

SMUT

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Cherry by @sweetdreamsbuck (camboy!bucky)

Your Daddy Did It Better by @princessbellecerise (billionaire!bucky)

Wrapped In Red by @/flordeamatista

[navybrat817]

Prelude to a Kiss

Pairings: Camboy!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader, Camboy!Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Female Reader x Steve Rogers Summary: A chance encounter with two handsome men at a bookstore brings some much needed excitement to your normal routine. Word Count: Over 2.3k Warnings: F/lirting, slight insecurity if you squint, slight feels (it's me), pet name, Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers being both gentlemen and menaces (they're warnings, okay?). A/N: Welcome to my Showtime AU! Excited to share my first "actual" Stucky x Reader AU and for our reader to come into her own. ❤️ Beta read by the wonderful @whisperlullaby ​, but any and all mistakes are my own. Thanks to @sgt-seabass, @rookthorne, and @targaryenvampireslayer for letting me scream about this introduction. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!

It was a normal afternoon when you went into the bookstore, the familiar quiet greeting you as the door shut. You ventured into the shop every couple of weeks to find new books to read. The man behind the desk didn't bother to lift his head long enough from his phone to greet you. You would think after your first few visits he'd at least offer you a smile or suggestion, but he never did. You were used to guys not giving you much attention.

Too ordinary to stand out, I guess.

No, you wouldn't think of yourself that way. Just because most guys tended to gravitate toward your friends instead of you didn't mean anything was wrong with you. The right person would come along and take notice.

"I am a catch," you whispered to yourself as you walked through the shelves.

And a bit lonely.

Your phone dinged before you could dwell on that thought, smiling as your best friend's name popped up. It faded quickly when you read her message. The two of you had a dinner date, but the new guy she was seeing had tickets to some show. You understood. You really did.

Except you were the friend who always seemed to get ditched when a guy came along.

"Have fun!" you sent back. "We'll catch up later."

At least you could get a jump start on a new book and curl up on the couch for the evening. Like you did most nights. Lather, rinse, repeat. When did your life become so monotonous?

"Romance it is," you mumbled as you reached for a blue book on the shelf.

You turned it over to read the blurb on the back, a small smile on your face as you walked down the aisle. From the simpering heroines to feisty protagonists, you enjoyed immersing yourself in the emotions that poured from the pages as the heroes fought to get their girls. Confident, broody, flirty, alluring, you loved them all and wondered if such men you read about existed.

"Oh!"

For a second, you thought you walked into one of the shelves before you realized you bumped into a person. A very large person who didn't budge, even as a couple of books fell to the ground. You dropped to the floor immediately to retrieve them. Why hadn't you been paying attention?

"Oh, my god. I'm so sorry," you said as the guy crouched down to help.

"Nothing to be sorry about," he said, his velvety voice making you lift your head.

In front of you was one of the most handsome men you had ever seen. Long, brown hair, close to his shoulders, framed his face and your mouth went dry as you found yourself staring into his bright blue eyes. You couldn't help but notice the smile on his face as he offered you his hand and effortlessly pulled you to your feet, your cheeks hot as he steadied you. He took up more than half the aisle with his muscular frame and you knew then that a god existed among men.

Like he stepped right out of one of these novels.

"I-I'm sorry," you said again, your gaze going to his hands as he fixed the stack of books he was carrying. "I should've been paying attention to where I was going."

"It's okay," he smiled, looking you up and down with a slow and steady gaze. "You can bump into me again if you want. I don't mind."

You nearly dropped the book in your own hand as you stepped back, his smile shifting to a smirk. If you didn't know any better, you'd think he was flirting with you. That couldn't be the case though.

"Oh, you are fucking adorable," he said in a low voice, quickly looking behind him. "Stevie, get over here. Found something special."

"What did you find?" The deep timbre that rang out made your knees weak.

You let out a shaky breath when an Adonis walked around the corner. Just as large as the brunette, but with shorter blonde hair, a smile didn't reach his brilliant blue eyes as he strode over. Instead of light scruff like the man you bumped into, he donned a trimmed beard. He had to shift just to fit beside his friend and you nearly shrank under his gaze. You tried not to openly gape, not knowing which one of them to concentrate on.

So, two gods among men. Like something out of a wet dream. Do I look at the veins in their arms? Do I stare at their chests? How do they even fit in their shirts? Did they purposely choose something that matched their eyes?

The brunette smirked again and gave a single nod toward you. "This precious gem here bumped into me."

You nearly melted to the floor as heat rushed to your face again. The pet name had your head spinning. Or maybe it was the intoxicating scent of their cologne. "It was an accident and I apologized."

The blonde softly smiled at that, but his eyes held a spark of mischief. "I'm sure it was, but I know Buck is not sorry that you bumped into him."

"Not sorry at all," he confirmed.

You shifted your weight and wondered if the bookstore was always so hot or if it was just them. Your skin heated up more under your clothes and your heart beat faster under their attention. Part of you wished you had a bottle of water to dump over your head and cool off. You didn't even want to think about being sandwiched between them because your legs would likely give out.

"Buck and Stevie?" you asked.

"That's what we call each other. I'm Bucky and that's Steve," the brunette smiled, nodding to the blonde. "Can call us Sarge and Cap if you want."

You couldn't put your finger on it, but something about them seemed familiar. Like you had either seen them somewhere or heard of them in passing, but that couldn't be the case. No, you would have remembered them.

Men like them were unforgettable.

"It's nice to meet you," Steve said, giving you an expectant look.

You told them your name after a second and you hoped you didn't look weird when you blinked a few times. You were trying to make sure you were awake and not dreaming. Because who bumped into two gorgeous men like this in a bookstore? That wasn't your life.

Except, today, it was.

“I really should have been looking where I was going. I mean, you're not hard to miss," you said, doing your best not to ogle at Bucky. "Neither of you are. I mean that in a good way."

"You aren't hard to miss either. I also mean that in a good way," Bucky smiled.

"I agree," Steve said, his eyes sweeping over you before you glanced at yourself.

You wondered what they saw exactly. It wasn't that you looked bad. You always left your place with confidence in your appearance. You just weren't used to most guys looking anymore.

Or maybe, just maybe, some are and I'm the one who isn't paying attention.

Bucky gently pried the book from your hand, his fingers lingering against yours. "And I'd like to pay for that."

"Oh, no. You don't have to," you argued as he added the book to his pile.

You noticed then that he held a couple of science books while Steve had novels on art. It intrigued you as both were fascinating subjects in their own way. You had a feeling both of them were the same way: captivating, wondrous, and deep.

"I want to."

"A gentleman would ask to get her a drink, too," Steve teased.

"I don't know if I'm a gentleman," Bucky mused as he looked at you. "But I would also like you to have a drink with us. Then I'll accept your apology."

What would the sassy heroine say in this situation?

"I-" you almost sputtered.

Not that.

"Now you're just being mean, Buck. It was an accident and she apologized," Steve chastised, but he smiled at you.

"I'm not," Bucky swore, clutching his chest with one hand. "Hurts right here where you bumped me. A drink with you would make us both feel all better."

Steve regarded you carefully. "Unless you have a boyfriend you need to get back to. Or girlfriend."

You couldn't help licking your lips, not knowing just how enticing the gesture was. It was dizzying to be on the receiving end of their stares again, yet you couldn't tear your eyes away as you looked between them. Was it wrong to enjoy the attention these strangers were giving you?

"No, I'm not seeing anyone," you said.

And no rings on their fingers, but no way can they be single.

Instead of turning to walk the other way, Bucky moved forward and bent his head. "Lucky us," he whispered against your ear before he brushed past you. "Mmm. You smell sweet. Like flowers," he added over his shoulder.

You bit back a whine before Steve gave you an assuring smile. You admitted to yourself earlier that you were lonely. Had you sent out some sort of vibe to the universe to get them to talk to you? Or did you manifest them into existence?

"I hope we aren't making you uncomfortable. Buck can come on a little strong when he sees something he wants," Steve said as he gently put a hand on your back to guide you. "Though I can't say I blame him in this case."

“No, it’s okay. He seems nice," you said, smiling to yourself at the compliment. "Even if he needs a drink to accept an apology.”

Steve's chuckle had you shivering as you made your way to the front of the store. "A drink he plans to pay for along with your book," he said, adding his small stack to the pile on the desk.

Standing behind them was a mistake as your gaze went right to their asses. You wondered if your friends would believe you if you told them about the two perfect specimens who could be models if they wanted to. Maybe they were since you had no clue what they did.

Stop staring. Don't think about grabbing their asses. Did they paint their jeans on? God, I need to get laid.

As if Bucky knew you were looking, he glanced over his shoulder and winked. You averted your gaze after that. He was clearly the more playful of the two, but something in his eyes told you he was a man you should take seriously. And Steve? You didn't ever want to be on the receiving end of upsetting or disappointing him.

Not like I'll ever find out. They're not actually taking me for a drink. They'll go their way and I'll go mine.

Bucky thanked the cashier before he turned and handed you your book with a card on top. "Stevie and I are gonna grab a drink at The Howling Commandos in a half hour if you wanna join us. It's just around the corner," he explained as you moved away from the counter. "If not, there are our numbers if you ever wanna chat. Just spare me the heartache and wait 'til we leave before you throw it out."

You curiously ran a finger over the card. It had both Bucky and Steve's names on them, but no business listed. It intrigued you even more now.

Who are you two?

"Thank you for buying my book. You really didn't have to do that," you said, touched that he was kind enough to do that. "And I'm not going to throw your card out."

No one in their right mind would do something like that.

"Thank you. I would've had to listen to him whine all night," Steve said, nudging his friend.

"Not all night. Most of it," Bucky teased. "And it was nothing. Does that mean you'll join us for a drink?" he added, his tone casual, but his gaze hopeful.

I would let you both devour me and I wouldn't object.

"You're really asking me?"

"Yeah, we are," Steve answered, his gaze almost as soft as Bucky's.

You wondered if it was a good idea. As charming as they were, you didn't know them. They didn't give you bad vibes though or the impression that they were playing a prank. Your gut told you to take a chance. Because your couch and books would always be there, but how many opportunities like this would you get?

Maybe they see that I'm a catch. And if it's just a drink and nothing more, it's nice to make new friends.

"I'll join you," you replied, your heart racing when they both smiled. It gave you the boost of confidence to flirt back a little. "If only to spare your feelings."

Both of their eyebrows shot up when you giggled and you took great pleasure in them laughing with you, like the three of you were sharing a private joke.

"Careful, little gem," Bucky smiled as he held the door open for you. "You might just make us fall in love."

"Might?" Steve smiled as they headed out, too. "Oh, I'm looking forward to it."

You managed not to stumble onto the sidewalk at their words. They were just being charming. It had to be. God, they were lethal.

How am I going to survive having drinks with them if they keep flirting like that?

"See you in thirty minutes," you said as you regained your composure.

"Don't be late."

"Otherwise Steve will have to punish you," Bucky winked before they turned and walked away, leaving you awestruck where you stood.

Welp. There go my panties.

So, how long before it takes them to ruin you? And how long before you find out what they do for a living? Hehe. Love and thanks for reading! 💙

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『 do it for me, doll. || bucky barnes x reader 』

pairing: pornstar!Bucky x f!reader words: medium summary: when life gets hard after the Avenger's disbandment Bucky has to find a new occupation, and you find it too.

『 part 2 』 『 part 3 』

With the Avengers and S.H.I.E.L.D basically gone, the income of the remaining members was up to them entirely, and sadly, given Bucky's reputation and very recognizable appearance, many employers were reluctant or even scared to hire the man.

He had found some jobs, however he'd quickly get fired after complaints or after customers stopped showing up out of fear.

It was a tough life for Bucky, learning to live in this completely new world, while also being painted as a monster despite all of the heroic acts he had done over the years... It made living life almomst impossiblle.

However, he didn't understand. Peter had taught him how to use social media years prior, since he was tired of having people ask for his "@" and then laugh in his face when he didn't know what it was, and according to the people on said social medias, he was "a total DILF", "a 10/10" and "adorable". Bucky did have to ask for clarification on some terms, but after a while he got the gist of it, and appreciated the compliments. But why was it that he was so loved online yet so hated in real life?

The struggle in job searching ceased when someone bravely suggested that he should do porn. At first he was shocked, thinking it was rude for "BuckyInMe_69" to even suggest such a disrespectful thing, but then he began considering it.

Money and compliments in exchange for undressing? What was the worst that could happen? Harassment and constant disrespect? Bucky already got plenty of that on a daily basis without getting his cock out.

After considering it for several days, and trying to find any other job that would take him, the soldier said fuck it, and began researching about his new job. Where to go, where to start, what to do...

Bucky soon found out that he was an absolute natural. It was awkward at first, as he himself was quite an awkward person at times, but his naturally flirtatious personality and eagerness to be adored worked in his favour.

The only downside was the conversation he had with his co-worker-turned-friend Sam when the news reached his side.

"Bucky why are people sending me pictures of penises saying it's yours? Tell me this isn't your dick on my screen."

The soldier just laughed and told him it was payback for all of the Red Wing taunting.

He loved the money, but most of all he loved the compliments and appreciation. It was a nice contrast from all of the insults and judgement he got, and he felt like he could open up more and be himself on camera.

On the other end, you stared at a "Sign-Up!" screen on your computer, wondering if you were desperate for sexual gratification to the point of joining porn live streams. And the answer, as you soon found out, was yes. Yes you were.

After making the account your teeth played with your bottom lip as you searched through the plethora of options, when a certain someone caught your atention.

Was that... a metal arm? Were they cosplaying as Bucky Barnes? That would've been messed up... But as you brought the screen closer and squinted your eyes to look at the man on the thumbnail you realized it was actually THE Bucky Barnes. On a porn site. Livestreaming.

You clicked on his livestream (just out of curiousity, of course) and were instantly met with a view you could've only dreamed of.

Bucky was on a chair leaning back, his torso fully on display, tanned and shining, and his thighs just barely showing, covered with a pair of tight shorts that left little to the imagination.

He smiled and greeted everyone with the cutest voice, and for a second you forgot he was once a prominent assassin.

As luck would have it, he had just started streaming and there were very few people there, so, without thinking, you went ahead and booked a private session, before someone else "stole" him away and robbed you of the view.

Fuck. Shit. Fuck, dammit. It was only when Bucky raised his eyebrows and spoke that you realized what you had done.

"Wow, a session so soon, I didn't expect it! To the lovely fan that bought the session, I'll meet you in my private room, to the rest of you, I'll see you soon!"

With a click from his side, the screen turned into the thumbnail picture, with a white text on top that said "Private Session Time! I'll be back soon".

You stared at it for a while before realizing that he was waiting for you and you should probably join the session.

You took a deep breath (or several deep breaths) before joining your 20-minute session. You pressed the big golden button and the screen that once was locked, turned into an image of Bucky. The camera angle was lower, so now you could fully see his body from the head to the knees, and the shorts he wore were long gone, now replaced by a pair of tight grey boxers that perfectly showed the outline of his hard-on.

"Hey doll, how are ya?" He greeted, when he noticed the company had finally joined.

"Good, how are you?" You typed nervously.

You watched as his eyes moved to read the chat. Your thumb was in your mouth and you nervously bit your fingernail, anticipating the response.

"I'm doin' good princess. We got a shy one in our hands, do we? Are you gonna let me see you?" He questioned, his hand finding his crotch area.

You looked around, wondering if you should do it, and you just figured fuck it.

You placed the pc in front of you, a little farther away, so the camara would catch everything below your neck. You then knelt in front of the pc and turned it on.

You were shaking as you did so, but the way Bucky spoke, in such a gentle, soft yet sensual manner instantly put you at ease.

"You look gorgeous, doll."

Bucky stared at your hardened nipples, that were protruding in the very short nightgown you wore.

"Thank you."

The Soldier smirked, he could sense your nervousness from the quietness in your voice.

"Lean back for me doll, and spread your legs, I wanna see how wet you are."

You obeyed him, slowly stripping from your panties, and leaned against the headboard. You spread your legs, giving him full sight of your pussy.

When you looked at the screen he had rid himself of his underwear too, holding his hard shaft with his mechanical arm. The view was so hot and erotic you swore you could cum just at the view.

"You're so fuckin' pretty doll, can you touch yourself for me?"

Your hand sneaked down your body until your fingers found your clit and began slwoly rubbing circles.

"That's a good girl, I wanna hear how pretty you sound."

His pretty blue eyes were half shut, filled with lust as he began pumping his cock.

"You look... really good." You said, shyly.

That got a smile out of him and he brushed his hair back with his free hand.

"Yeah baby? You like to see me jerk off to you?"

"Yes... Yes, I love it." You admitted, your hand speeding up subconsciously.

"Why don't you finger yourself for me doll?"

You slowly inserted two fingers in, stealing a loud moan out of you.

Bucky's hand sped up at the sight and at the sound.

"Shit if you sound this good now, I can only imagine how you'd sound if I was inside you, fucking you until that pretty head of yours could only think of my cock."

Your head hit the backboard the second you heard those words, and your hand sped up.

"I wanna hear you too, please Bucky." You begged, and his cock twitched at the way you called his name

Grunts and whimpers instantly left his mouth, and his chest began heaving.

"You're doing so good... so good doll."

You added some speed to your hand and added another one, that circled your clit.

Bucky couldn't cum, since he still had a livestream to get back to after your session, but the sounds your fingers made fucking your own pussy made it hard for him not to say fuck it and cum for you.

"That's it princess, you sound so good right now, I wish I could fuck you until you couldn't move your legs anymore."

"Oh my- fuck! Bucky I'm gonna cum."

He smirked, as he could now slightly see your face, bottom lip trapped between your teeth and eyebrows furrowed with pleasure.

"That's it princess, cum for me. I wanna see you cum."

His words were like a command, and so you came in front of him, with a cry for his name, your legs shaking from the thrill of the experience.

The timer on Bucky's side signaling the session was over had rang about five minutes prior to your climax, but he was obsessed with you, and wanted to make you cum more than he wanted to go back to the live.

He hung out for a second, still stroking his cock, allowing you to catch your breath, before speaking up again.

"Alright doll, our time's up and I gotta get back, but I hope to see you here again." Bucky said, a playful smile on his lips, and an enchanting look in his eyes.

You covered yourself, suddenly feeling very exposed, causing the man to laugh inwardly.

"You might. You might..."

"I'm hoping I do princess."

Those were the last words you heard before he disconnected and went back to the live. You sat there, cathcing your breath still, and thinking about the past twety-something minutes.

How was it that the best sexual encounter you'd ever had was with a man that wasn't even in the room with you!?

A/N: if this pops off and people are interested I can make a part two!

[biteofcherry]

I’m thinking about camboy Bucky and:

a) Reader whose friend sets them up on a blind date (it’s a mutual friend and wants both these cuties to find each other; and the reader is one of the regular viewers of Bucky, but she doesn’t know she’ll be going on that date with him)

b) camgirl Reader who are aware of each other’s existence and decide on a one time, special occasion collaboration (the goal is to earn extra money and maybe gain new viewers, but neither expects how good fucking each other would be)

Hmm 🤔 What do you guys think?

[danzer8705]

Camboy Bucky is definitely an idea I can get behind! I love every word of this series!!!! 😍

My Favorite Kind Of Night Series - COMPLETED.

Camboy!Bucky Barnes x CEO!Reader

Run-through: On Friday nights, you are punctual to your virtual meet-up with your favorite camboy over a streaming platform, for your private stream session. You’ve known him for a couple of months now. He goes by the alias of ‘Winter Soldier’ on the platform, which is perfect for the kind of man he is; brawny and drop dead gorgeous. Over the past few months, he has become your favorite kind of night. And secretly, you became his as well. You two get closer over time, and things get interesting when your real, professional lives gets intertwined.

Themes throughout the series: sex worker!bucky, smut, phone sex, fluff, language, dirty talk

My Favorite Kind Of Night: COMPLETED.

Part 1 

Part 2 

Part 3 

Part 4 

Part 5 

Part 6 

[the-queen-of-hell-666]

2024 Kinktober Masterlist

I'm so sorry for not posting like at all this year but it's been a very long year. College classes started up again this fall and I'm swamped with work. This is my list for Kinktober this year. I will do my best to keep up but anywho, I hope you enjoy!

Banners by @vase-of-lilies

Key: Fluff; 🌙 // Angst; 👿 // Smut; 🔥 // Dark; 🕸️

Day 1: Deepthroating/Facesitting (Daryl Dixon (Prison Era) x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 2: Semi-Public Sex (Ransom Drysdale x Nurse!Fem!Reader)🔥

Day 3: Knotting (Alpha!Jim Hopper x Assistant!Omega!Fem!Reader)🌙🔥

Day 4: Phone Sex (John Winchester x Hunter!Fem!Reader)🌙🔥

Day 5: Squirting (Obsessive!Perv!Billy Hargrove x Bimbo!Fem!Reader) 🔥

Day 6: Cuckolding (Shy!Jake Jensen x FemmeFatal!Fem!Reader x Franklin Clay) 🌙🔥

Day 7: Biting/Marking (Possessive!Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 8: Morning Sex (CACW!Steve Rogers x Avenger!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 9: Praise Kink (Insecure!Geralt of Rivia x Healer!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 10: Mommy Kink (Needy!Johnny Storm (CE) x Mommy!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥👿

Day 11: Caught (Daryl Dixon (Prison Era) x Fem!Reader) 🔥

Day 12: Sex Toys (Lawyer!Sam Winchester x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 13: Virginity Kink (Professor!Logan Howlett x Virgin!Mutant!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 14: Shotgunning (Needy!Ransom Drysdale x Nurse!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 15: Tentacles (Part-Kraken!Steve Rogers x Princess!Fem!Reader) 🕸️🔥

Day 16: Spanking (Johnny Storm (CE) x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 17: Breeding (Wolf-Hybrid!Geralt of Rivia x Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 18: Tittyfucking (Wade Wilson x Plus-Sized!X-Men!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 19: Hate Sex (Erik Lehnsherr x X-Men!Fem!Reader) 👿🌙🔥

Day 20: Edging (Young!Logan Howlett (X-Men1) x Professor!Mutant!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 21: Dub-con/Non-con (Dark!Lloyd Hansen x Innocent!Fem!Reader) 🕸️👿🔥

Day 22: Stripping (CEO!Nick Fowler x Stripper!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 23: Anal Sex (Dark!Steve Kemp x Innocent!Fem!Reader) 🕸️👿🔥

Day 24: Pegging (Brat!Wade Wilson x Mean!Dom!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 25: Lactation (Dad!Steve Rogers x Mom!Pregnant!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 26: Age Difference (Older!Daryl Dixon (Alexandria Era) x 20s!Sunshine!Fem!Reader) 🌙🔥

Day 27: Gagging (Mob!Bucky Barnes x Bimbo!Fem!Reader)

Day 28: DP in One Hole (CEO!Married!Stucky x Assistant!Fem!Reader)

Day 29: Gloryhole (Jim Hopper x Fem!Reader)

Day 30: Panty Raid/Panty Kink (Shy!Perv!Jake Jensen x Slight!Perv!Fem!Reader)

Day 31: Videoing (Camboy!Eddie Munson x Girlfriend!Fem!Reader)

[spicysix]

Fanfic Writer Appreciation day ♡

i stole this idea from @1lostsoul0fishbowl, and in celebration for Fanfic Writer Appreciation Day, i've decided to list 21 of my favorite fics! a few of them i've talked about before, and a few are very well known but still deserve to be talked about again. i'm tagging the authors if i know their tumblrs!

i divided them into two lists, a purely Steddie one (my otp y'know) and a second one for everything else (other ships, X readers, other fandoms etc)

without further ado, in no particular order, here is (under the cut cause the lists are LONG, babes):

Steddie

The One in Which a Time Loop is Fucking Exhausting. by @badpancakelol - timeloop

You're Divine by @azrielgreen - Kas!Eddie

i can give you a heartbeat by soupbitchin - ghost!Eddie

Looks like we're in for nasty weather by @geddyqueer - modern AU, ghost whisperer!Eddie, cryptids

Straight Knife Through The Heart by @relenafanel - modern AU, rockstar!Eddie

New York Hardcore by @grandmastattoo - punk!Steve

your cosmic call sign by @nancywheeeler - aliens!AU

Wild Geese by watchcatewrite - roadtrip

the most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway is that it’s you by @greatunironic - rockstar!Eddie, found family

your love is standing next to me by @fivecenturiesverse - rockstars AU, social media fic

STEVE’S FIRST BRUISE by cairparavels - spider man!Steve

took you for a working boy by @pukner - genderqueer!Steve

this love came back to me by @strawberryspence - rockstar!Steve

i could be honest, i could be human by @steves-strapcollection

what's left of my lungs by WirtWilt - hanahaki disease

echo by @grandmastattoo - timeloop

wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name by DotyTakeThisDown - BDSM, sex club master!Eddie

Petals in a Storm by @inairbinad

Eddie's Memory Log by @harmonictechnicality

this demo will save your life by oh_simone - 'rockstar'!Eddie, band manager!Steve. characterization of all times

STRIKE TEN. by @metaldeads - scoops era

Others

The Entire History Of Human Desire by KidA_666 - ST / stonathan

Dreaming Of You by Koken - Marvel / stucky X reader - reader has powers

Harmless by @shurisneakers - Marvel / bucky X reader - 'villain'!Reader, lovely crack, perry VS doofenshmirtz dynamic

Hive by Rattle - SDV / sebastian X sam X farmer - there's a big plot twist here. best SDV fic ever

Trinity Epoch by @heli0s-writes - Marvel / stucky X reader / pacific rim AU (honestly anything by helios is amazing)

matters of taste by @fairyysoup - ST / steddie X reader - bakery AU

half of my soul by @graysonnightwing - ST / steve&robin - platonic soulmates get platonically maried

Over & Over by @beetlesandstarss - ST / ronance - this one hurts like a bitch but it's delicious

burning yarrow by @storiesbyrhi - ST / eddie X reader - witch!Reader, vampire!Eddie (literally anything by Rhi, but this one's my favorite)

don't delete the kisses by @stevenose - ST / steve X reader - camboy!Steve

We Tried The World by @upsidedownwithsteve - ST / steve X reader - roadtrip (again, anything by Emmy is great but her roadtrip Steve is top tier and this fic was a huge inspiration to me personally)

No Such Thing by lattebiscuit - Marvel / bucky X reader - college AU

We Got A Lovin' Thing by lattebiscuit - ST / steddie X reader

Helping Hands by MutantsandSoldiers - Marvel / bucky X reader, stucky X reader - ABO, mutant!Reader

Howler & the Black Cat by bajablessed - Marvel / bucky X reader - vigilante!Reader

Sunshine Blend Dark Roast by @icallhimjoey - RPF / joe quinn X reader - barista!Reader (again, anything by this author is an instant hit. i had to close my eyes and point at the screen to choose randomly because i couldn't pick one myself)

no good at waiting by @familyvideostevie - ST / steve X reader - farmers market AU

in a dark, dark room by @carolmunson - ST / Eddie X reader - kas!Eddie. this one just dropped and it's an instant hit. it's dark so beware!

Like Real People Do by @myosotisa - ST / eddie X reader - drug addicts, rehab clinic, beware of triggers

Bad Influence by @dearest-readers - ST / eddie X reader - pornstars AU

coffee shop blues by @ghost-proofbaby- ST / eddie X reader - barista!Reader, barista!Eddie, grumpy VS sunshine trope

WHOOF! *wipes forehead* that was some work. i obviously couldn't fit all my favorite fics of all times here, but i did my best to bring great content! (i thought about dividing into 3 lists and make an X reader specific one but....i was too tired of searching for links already lmao)

i have many other great recs in my fics recs tag here and on my ao3 bookmarks so if you trust my judgment and want more fics to read, those are always public!

shout out to all the amazing fic writers on all sides of these fandoms that i love and admire, and know that you are very appreciated on this fic writer appreciation day! ♡♡

[stargirlsmooch]

°˖✧◝bucky barnes masterlist◜✧˖°

drabble masterlist

｡ﾟ･*.☆ﾟthe good boy trilogy☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ: what a relationship between a veteran-turned-camboy and a dominant woman would look like. camboy!bucky barnes x fem!reader. 18+. completed.

bliss: your relationship with bucky is taken to a whole new level- you tell him you love him.bucky barnes x fem!reader. 18+.

protector: when you change your mind about having sex with your loving boyfriend, it draws out more fears than both of you were expecting. alpha!bucky barnes x fem!reader. 18+.

big questions: when bucky's crush comes to him needing his help with school, he ends up aiding her in more ways than one. not before she can ask him a question or two (specifically about his muscles). student!bucky barnes x fem!reader. 18+.

couples who smoke together: waiting by the window for your boyfriend as a storm rolls in, being comforted by him in the most amazing way possible, and then smoking a cigarette together. bucky barnes x fem!reader. 18+.

[buckybarnesevents]

𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐉𝐮𝐧𝐞-𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭

𝐎𝐍𝐄  |  𝐓𝐖𝐎  |  𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄  |  𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑  |  𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄  |  𝐒𝐈𝐗  |  𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍

C4011 ⋆｡°✩ SPARKAGRACE

@sparkagrace

⭑⋆⭑   the white wolf of wall street

C1   |   Wolf of Wall Street AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

AO3

C4012 ⋆｡°✩ DYSLEXIC FETUS

@reagy-jay

⭑⋆⭑   5 Times Steve and Bucky almost get caught and 1 time Sam wants to bleach his eyeballs.

C4   |   Dom/Sub AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

AO3

C4013 ⋆｡°✩ MRS.MISCHIEF209

@mrsmischief209

⭑⋆⭑   Hunger

C1   |   Werewolf AU

TUMBLR

⭑⋆⭑   Blood that Binds

C2   |   Historical AU

TUMBLR

⭑⋆⭑   Temptation

C3   |   Camboy AU

TUMBLR

C4014 ⋆｡°✩ SMUTCONNOISEUR

@smutconnoisseur

⭑⋆⭑   Dreamland

C1   |   Demon AU   |   Demon!Bucky Barnes x Librarian!Steve Rogers

AO3

⭑⋆⭑   Thunderclap

C2   |   Bed & Breakfast AU   |   B&B Owner!Bucky Barnes x Pre!Serum Steve Rogers

AO3

⭑⋆⭑   Lust and Larceny

C3   |   Adrenaline AU   |   Adrenaline Junkie!Bucky Barnes x Pre!Serum! Steve Rogers

AO3

⭑⋆⭑   Arctic Fervor

C4   |   Friends With Benefits AU   |   TFATWS!Bucky Barnes x Johnny Storm

AO3

⭑⋆⭑   Losing My Religion

C1   |   Priest AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

AO3

⭑⋆⭑   The Triumph Of A Champion

C2   |   Historical AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

AO3

⭑⋆⭑ �� Trailer Park Prince

C3   |   Farmer AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

TUMBLR

⭑⋆⭑   Flour Power

C4   |   Modern AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

AO3

⭑⋆⭑   The Master’s Flame

C2   |   Circus AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

AO3

TUMBLR

C4015 ⋆｡°✩ WIFEOFBARNES

@wifeofbarnes

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺. ♡

C4016 ⋆｡°✩ METALBVCKY

@metalbvcky

⭑⋆⭑   I Never Bloomed 'till I Met You

C1   |   No Powers AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

TUMBLR

⭑⋆⭑   Silver Screens, Silver Dreams

C2   |   Pornstar AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

AO3

⭑⋆⭑   Trophy Hole

C4   |   Rich AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers

AO3

C4017 ⋆｡°✩ TUMBLIN-THEWORLDAWAY

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺. ♡

C4018 ⋆｡°✩ IVVIC

⭑⋆⭑   Say my name

C1   |   Veterinarian AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton

AO3

⭑⋆⭑   The Kids’ Alright

C3   |   Farmer AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Clint Barton

AO3

C4019 ⋆｡°✩ THORNSVULTURES

⭑⋆⭑   monuments and melodies

C2   |   Incubus AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Plus Size!Reader

TUMBLR

⭑⋆⭑   making time

C3   |   Co-workers AU   |   Bucky Barnes x Plus Size!Fem!Reader

TUMBLR

C4020 ⋆｡°✩ EAT-LIMES-BITCHES

𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘬 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘶𝘱 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺. ♡

Graphics & Masterlist made by @rookthorne / @rookthornesartistry

[late-to-the-party-81]

I posted 6,195 times in 2022

That's 4,283 more posts than 2021!

386 posts created (6%)

5,809 posts reblogged (94%)

Blogs I reblogged the most:

@sidepartskinnyjeans

@late-to-the-party-81

@angrythingstarlight

@christywantspizza

@jobean12-blog

I tagged 4,762 of my posts in 2022

Only 23% of my posts had no tags

#late to the queue - 3,181 posts

#lates fic recs - 2,120 posts

#bucky barnes - 1,180 posts

#bucky barnes x reader - 830 posts

#comment reply - 645 posts

#steve rogers - 502 posts

#marvel - 446 posts

#bucky barnes x you - 433 posts

#steve rogers x reader - 393 posts

#bucky x reader - 352 posts

Longest Tag: 56 characters

#𝐬𝐮𝐳𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Tomorrow is not too late

AN: This fic is for the lovely @maladaptivexxdaydreaming's Jardin de Poemas challenge, and who better to use than Ari? My chosen poetry prompt is in bold.

Whilst this definitely can be read as a stand alone, there is a brief nod to this little ficlet I wrote, so that could be seen as a prequel.

Beta by @navybrat817, divider by @firefly-graphics, mood board by me (with credits to those who took the photos)

Find my master list here

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277 notes - Posted May 5, 2022

#4

Learn your lesson

A/N: Have a thot for Chris Evan’s birthday. Can be read alone or as a follow-up to Language.

Check out my master list

Beta’d by @christywantspizza 

Mood board by me (Chris Evan’s hands pic by @riricitaa)

Divider by @firefly-graphics 

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279 notes - Posted June 13, 2022

#3

Whatta Man

AN: Well folks, I've beaten my own record for length of a one-shot. I could have posted this as a mini-series, but didn't want to tease y'all.

This is full of filth and I am not sorry in the slightest. This is a no-powers AU.

Mood board by me, dividers by @firefly-graphics and beta'd by my dream team.

Master list here

Pairing: CamBoy Sam x Fem Room-mate reader, Nat x Steve (Background)

Word count: 11k

CW: Fluff, Angst and SMUT!!! (inc both male and female masturbation, the former described in a lot of detail)

MINORS DNI

Do not copy/transfer/transform this work. If you see it posted anywhere but here or on my AO3 (Late_to_the_party_81) it has been taken without my consent.

“You want me to do what?”

Your voice rose to a high squeak as you processed what Nat had just asked. Your roommate at least had the decency to hide her face behind her hands, and peek at you from between her fingers.

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry, but Steve’s place is rented, and I own this apartment. It just makes more sense for him to move in with me than the other way around.”

You weren’t angry with her; far from it. You were pleased that her relationship with Steve had progressed to the next level and they were moving in together, but the fact that it meant that you had to move out had your head in a spin. You’d moved in with her two years ago when her younger sister, Yelena, had left to go to college and you were desperate to get out of your parent’s house.

You twisted your sweater sleeves around your hands as you tried to process everything.

“So, erm, I suppose I ought to start looking for somewhere else?”

You really didn’t want to have to move back in with your parents; you and your mom were too alike to be able to get on for longer than a few days.

“Well… about that. Steve and Sam have still got 9 months left on their lease, so Sam will be looking for someone to share with. Gives you a bit more breathing room and would make moving much easier.”

Nat’s suggestion made sense. You didn’t know Steve’s roommate Sam that well; he tended to keep to himself, but you’d never heard any complaints from Steve about him. Could you move in with a man you barely knew, even if his friends and yours could vouch for him? Well, when the other option was your parents, the answer was a resounding “Yes!”.

“Let’s hang out, the four of us. If I feel that Sam is someone I can live with for the short term, then we can set up a moving date.”

Nat squealed and threw herself at you, wrapping her arms around you and knocking you back on the sofa cushions. She peppered kisses all over your face, leaving red lipstick marks.

“Thank you, thank you, thank you.”

You couldn’t help but laugh at her over-enthusiastic gratitude. And anyway, how bad could living with Sam be?

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338 notes - Posted April 1, 2022

#2

In the Hall of the Mountain King

AN: Choo-choo! All aboard the train to Pleasureville (via Wakanda) for @mobbucky's #trainfest.

This is not the fic I was planning for her celebration, but here it is! Dialogue prompt in bold.

Beta'd by the ever lovely @yarnforbrains and dividers by @firefly-graphics

As usual, this fic is not suitable for Minor's.

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Word Count: 3k

Pairing: M'Baku and Journalist! Reader

CW: Voyeurism, Smut (thigh-riding, fingering, p-in-v sex, unprotected sex), size kink, being restrained during sex, pet-names, M'Baku (thick-thighed daddy is a warning!)

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366 notes - Posted January 22, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Making Biscuits

AN: So this was a little silly thought by @duchessoftheheart, which I, with her permission, ran with. It's also my first solo Bucky x Reader fic.

Not beta'd, Mood board by me, dividers by @firefly-graphics

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Pairing: Reader x Bucky; Alpine the Cat x Bucky

Word count: approx 750

CW: Fluff, mentions of smut, Alpine (she's a warning)

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386 notes - Posted February 6, 2022

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It appears I love Elsie the most! 😘😘😘

[world-of-aus]

Live Now

Pairing: Camboy!Bucky x Camgirl!Reader

Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI (Use of Toys, Masturbation)

Authors Note: Smut has been on the mind, and well what better way to test the waters? Happy Reading BUNS! (Any and all writing mistakes are my own)

He jerks his cock lazily with one calloused hand, the other guiding the cursor down the list of potential cam girl links waiting to be clicked and watched. Many of his favorites have bumped their way to the top, his search defined already to what he likes, the profiles he views often after a night of work. Tonight, he scrolls past them, despite his aching cock beginning for something other than the lazy stroke he provides. 

Your name had been dropped in his comments for weeks now, many of his loyal viewers asking, no begging him to give you a view. They had promised the long-haired brunette he wouldn’t regret it, apparently you put on quite the show if the frequent drop of your site name was any indication. So he scrolls, continues his lazy stroke as he seeks you out. He finds your link two pages in, the live now icon flashing before his eyes, your profile gives little away, nothing like the other cam girls he’s favorited. He leans back into his chair, body sliding down as he spreads his legs, he gives you your chance. 

He presses your link, his screen going black before the loading screen comes on. He removes his hand from the mouse to guide his grey joggers lower around his muscled thighs. He wouldn’t remove them yet; not till he was sure your show would deliver. 

Bucky waits, fist still lightly wrapped around his hardened cock, his stroke a constant motion now, giving himself something to look forward to. When the video finally loads Bucky is floored, a curse leaving the man's lips, his fist tightening around his cock as he takes all of you in. 

You were sin on legs. 

You were kneeled before the camera, your breasts bouncing from where your rode the black dildo that was buried inside of you. The noises the toy pulled from you were blocked by the silicon cock fisted in your hands that you pressed past your lips. Bucky didn’t think it was possible for him to get harder, but the way you push yourself to swallow more of the silicon down has him aching, he had never wanted to be a toy more. 

And like Bucky, your followers are eating it up. The soft pings of comments and coins being dropped for you. He chuckles huskily, his fist moving quicker over his cock as he watches you eat the attention right up, your hands pressing more of the toy into your mouth till your gagging. He watches you pull back from the toy, a thin line of spit connecting you to the silicon, a noise he’d pay to hear repeatedly leaving your lips as you grind down onto the toy below you. 

Bucky can see you need more, can hear it in the breathy pleas that spill from those lips he aches to have around his cock. “It feels so good,” he hears you say, and he swears he’s never heard a sound so euphoric than your wrecked voice gracing his ears. “s’fucking my pussy so good.” You moan your fingers drifting down your body to split through your folds showing your viewers just how well the black toy was fucking you, how wet you were. 

Bucky’s thinking with his cock when he leans forward to type a comment into the chat box. His fist moving over his erect member in fast succession as he watches you get yourself off. The ping catches your eye, your gaze sifting through all the comments that have accumulated but ultimately landing on his. 

“You think you could fill me out better than my toy,” you purr as you lean forward, your breasts pressed and pushed together to offer a view as you ride the toy in tandem now. Yeah, he thinks, he could have you cock drunk before he even sheathed himself inside of you of that he was certain. “You think you could fuck my pussy till I’m creaming all over your cock?” 

He chokes on a groan, his lips parting as the pleasure courses through his veins. Fuck you were a dirty girl, a dirty girl he couldn’t wait to get his hands on and defile further. He’s moving forward again, the pleasure continuing to build up in his groin as he tried to type something significantly coherent in your chat box. 

Your laugh is breathless, lips parted in an ‘o’, he’s certain this is what you look like when you’re pushing to topple over the edge. “Fuck I would love nothing more than to have your cock in my pussy right now, have you fill me up.” You moan as you push back onto your knees, hands clasped around your breasts as you ride the black silicon toy vigorously. A means to your end. 

The chat box has gone quiet, the only sounds filling Bucky’s room is that of his lube slicked fist rubbing over his weeping cock, the pleasure pleas spilling from those sinful lips as you drive yourself closer, and the soft ping of your viewers dropping more coins for you. He imagines they must all look like him right now; speechless, fists wrapped around their cocks as they race to meet their end with you. 

Why hadn’t he searched you up sooner? 

He has no time to think on that thought, your scream of pleasure meeting his ears, your orgasm seared into his memory. Its enough to push him on, his own orgasm spilling over his fist landing on his stomach.  

‘Holy Shit’, he chuckles, a groan following as he rides the aftershocks. 

A few breaths later and he finds himself cleaning up alongside you. Your movements lax on the other side of the screen as you shift through some of the comments your viewers are leaving. He had typed plenty already, so he sat this part out content enough to watch through the comments with you. Plenty were calling you their ‘good girl’ and he couldn’t help but think of how far from the truth that statement was. You may put on the good girl visage for your Loyals but Bucky knew a brat waiting to be tamed when he saw one. 

He wondered when he might get the chance. If he ever got the chance. 

You wrap up your live with a kiss and a thank you promising to return soon with a special surprise. 

Bucky was certain that after today he would be returning, and with a final praise from you his screen goes black alongside yours. He closes out of the tab, landing on your original link, the live now notification gone like you. He goes to close that tab, but notification pings from the speakers alerting him to a new message.  

His brows furrow as he guides the cursor to the message notification, his heart races, a message from you, Siren, sits in his inbox. He moves to the message clicking it, intrigued, his insides twist. 

“I’ll be damned, buckmeup is a fan?” 

He falls back into his chair, shit. 

[nastybuckybarnes]

Camera Shy

Pairing: Camboy!Bucky X Reader

Summary: You’ve always wanted to try your hand at ‘accounting’. Who better to turn to than your best friend and seasoned ‘accountant’, Bucky?

Warnings: Language, Smut, Fluff, Camboy!Bucky and all the things that go with that, friends to lovers, 

Word Count: 3.5K

A/n: I’ve had this idea for a while now and I absolutely love camboy!bucky. Anywho, I hope you enjoy! Also, this is poorly edited so sorry in advance! I love you all so much!

~*~

Bills Bills Bills and more bills.

Lately, that’s all that your mail has been.

Nothing but bills.

With a hearty sigh, you fall onto your bed and squeeze your eyes shut.

In the summer when you could work full time, the bills were nothing. But now, mid-October with University raging, you’re having a hard time staying on top of everything.

In the back of your mind is a small nagging voice whispering a solution into your ear.

A solution that many people you know have already turned to.

For example, your best friend Bucky.

He’s never been short on cash, he can always foot the bill, and his Brooklyn apartment is worth bragging about.

He’s the person you trust most in the world, especially when it comes to something like this.

Biting your lip and swallowing your nerves, you roll onto your side and grab your phone off of the bedside table, clicking on his contact name and calling him.

“Hey, Plum. What’s going on?”

You can hear soft chattering in the background, most likely another outing with his friends.

“Hey, Buck. I uh... I was wondering if you wanted to come over a little bit later?” You sound nervous to your own ears and curse yourself for it.

“Of course, sweetheart. Everything okay?”

You blow out a breath and nod even though he can’t see you.

“Yeah, everything’s good. I just... I miss you. And... there are a few things I wanna talk to you about, that’s all.”

“Uh oh, not the ‘we need to talk’. You’re not breaking up with me, sugar, are you?”

You roll your eyes at him but a soft laugh falls from your lips.

“Shut up. Be here at seven?”

“I’ll be there five minutes early. And I’ll bring drinks, too.”

“Perfect. See you then.”

“Bye, Plum.”

You hang up the phone and toss it aside, letting out a shaky breath.

It’s done.

You can’t exactly turn back now.

Now, all you can do is wait.

~*~

“You really shouldn’t leave the door unlocked like this, Plum. What if I was a stranger?”

You roll your eyes and don't look up from your phone as Bucky walks in, making himself at home.

“Nobody even knows I exist except you, Barnes.”

He plops down next to you and hands you an open can of something fruity.

“Thanks.”

He nods, taking a sip of his beer and tossing his arm over the back of the couch.

“So, what did you need to talk to me about, honey?”

You gnaw on your bottom lip for a long moment before finally speaking, your gaze focused on the can in your hands.

“How uh... how did you get started with what you do?”

He’s quiet for a long moment, piercing blue eyes trained on your face.

“You mean my cam page?”

You nod, not raising your gaze.

“Why? You interested in starting one?” His voice is teasing and light, but when you don’t laugh his eyes widen.

“Oh my god, you do, don’t you?”

“Shut up. I just... school is expensive and this apartment is expensive and living is expensive and you just... you make so much. I wanna... I wanna give it a try.”

“If you need money you can always tell me. S’what friends are for. And you’ve gotta really consider something like this and what it means, Plum. Your body’s gonna be on the internet forever. People are gonna see and, as much as it kills me to say this, some people are gonna have not so nice things to say.”

You let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding and finally raise your eyes to his.

“I know that, Buck. I’ve... I’ve been thinking about this for a while, actually. It’s about more than just the money. It’s... I don’t know how to explain it.”

You drop your gaze again and shake your head, pushing to your feet.

“It was stupid of me to bring it up. Sorry I asked.”

His hand winds around yours before you can get too far away, tugging you gently back to the couch until you’re seated next to him.

“Hey, your my best friend, Plum. I just wanna make sure you know what you’re getting into. I sure as hell didn’t. I wish I had someone out there lookin’ out for me when I first started. I’d have saved myself a whole shit ton of trouble and tears.”

Your eyes find his once more. His beautiful, soft, kind blue eyes.

“If you want to and you’ve thought it over, of course I’ll help you. But you won’t be pulling in the big bucks immediately,” he warns.

You nod, biting your bottom lip as excitement bubbles up inside of you.

“I... don’t laugh when I tell you this, okay?”

He nods, his eyes completely serious, “of course.”

“I just... something about it makes me feel... I don't know, sexy, I guess.”

You avoid his eyes as humiliation crawls out of your stomach, following your words like vomit.

“When I’m sending nudes or even when I’m just taking cute scandalous pictures it just... I don’t know, it makes me feel good. I can’t explain it.”

He holds your hand the tiniest bit tighter and nods, completely understanding what you mean.

“I get what you’re saying Plum. Trust me, I do. Fuck, if I looked like you I’d put my nudes on a billboard.”

You smack his shoulder playfully and he chuckles, leaning closer to you.

“M’serious. You’re fucking hot. And, if you’re serious about this, I’ll help you.”

You nod eagerly, turning to face him and waiting for whatever wisdom he’s going to bestow upon you.

“The very first thing is setting boundaries for yourself. What are you comfortable with? How much do you wanna show? Do you wanna be anonymous? Stuff like that. And then, we can get your account set up and you can start filming.”

You take a deep breath then nod, a million thoughts running through your mind.

“How do I promote my account? I don’t wanna go on Instagram and do it, my family’s on there.” You can only imagine how awkward Christmas dinner would be if your parents found out. That is, if you even get an invitation.

“You can promote on other social medias or create new ones dedicated to advertising. And... If you want, and only if you want, you can debut on mine. You can film whatever kind of content you want, you can edit it, and then we’ll upload it on mine with a link to your account.”

Your heart skips a beat.

“Would... would you see it?”

He gives you the gentlest of smiles and pushes your hair away from your face.

“Honey, don’t get all shy on me now. If you don’t want me to see, I don’t have to see. You can use my apartment and my camera and stuff and you can do it all. But if you want my help with anything, all you need to do is ask.”

Once again, your teeth find your bottom lip as you ponder this.

If you wanted him there, he’d be there.

If you asked him, Bucky Barnes, your best friend, to be there while you make adult content, he would.

If you asked him to join... would he?

Something about the look in his eyes tells you that he would.

You shake the dirty thoughts from your head and give him a small smile.

“Okay. Let’s do this, then.”

He grins right back at you and nods.

“Let’s do it. My place, tomorrow morning. When you’re done filming your scenes we’re gonna go out to brunch, on me. And then after that, you can decide if you wanna post them or not.”

You nod your agreement.

“It’s a deal.”

~*~

At exactly nine thirty the next morning, Bucky’s letting you into his apartment and showing you toward the room designated for filming scenes.

The second guest bedroom that he’s rigged with lights and backdrops and expensive-looking cameras aimed at the bed from different angles.

You swallow hard, feeling nervous.

“You sure you wanna do this, Plum?”

With a deep breath, you nod.

You do. If only to try it out.

“Okay. I can put some music on and light a candle if you want? Get you relaxed?” His hands trace up and down your arms, the friction doing little to get rid of the goosebumps.

“Sure,” you whisper, trying to take deep breaths to calm your racing heart.

He moves around the room getting things ready, and you slowly unzip your sweater, leaving you in a black lace bra.

“I can hear you overthinking from over here,” he jokes softly, turning the last camera on then making his way over to you.

He takes both of your hands in his and kisses your knuckles softly.

“You don’t need to do this. I won’t think any less of you if you back out.”

You shake your head and look up into his eyes.

“I wanna do it I just... I don’t know what to do,” you confess softly, feeling foolish.

“I want it to look as natural as possible. But I just... I guess I’m camera shy.”

He chuckles gently and nods, fingers interlocking with yours.

“I was too, Plum. It takes time. You just gotta relax, okay? I can step out if you want?”

Butterflies flutter around in your belly at the idea of him staying, and before you can stop yourself you shake your head.

“I... if you leave I... I don’t think... I don’t know. I just...” you stop trying to explain yourself and huff out a sigh.

“Can’t you just tell me what to do?”

His pants tighten at the question and he needs to swallow hard before answering.

“If... if you want me to, I absolutely will, okay?”

You nod gently, eyes wide and focused on his face.

He takes a deep breath then brings his hands up to your shoulders, gently pushing the sweater away until it falls to the floor.

“I want you to take your pants off, sweet girl, okay?”

You let out a shaky exhale then do as instructed, dropping your sweats and standing before your best friend in nothing more than your underwear.

His eyes devour your frame and you can’t help but feel a little insecure under his gaze. Until you notice the tent in his pants. That makes your confidence skyrocket.

“Can you get on the bed for me, pretty Plum? On your back.”

You comply easier this time, climbing onto the bed as gracefully as you can manage, then laying down on your back.

Your knees draw up and together, shielding your intimate area slightly.

“M’gonna touch you, baby, okay?”

You suck in a sharp breath as you feel two of his warm fingers on your knee.

“S’just me, honey. Just Bucky. Your Bucky.”

Your back arches the tiniest bit.

Your Bucky.

“Gotta get my girl warmed up, okay? Just relax for me, m’gonna make you feel good, I promise.”

You nod, eyes closed as he slowly spreads your thighs.

“Fuck, honey. Look at you. Prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. You gonna let me touch you? Gonna let me eat your pretty little cunt ‘till all you can remember is my name?”

You nod again, fingers gathering the bedsheets and curling them into your fists.

“You’re so pretty, baby.”

You can feel his warm breath against your panties, so close to where you’re dripping for him.

With practiced ease, he slips your panties from your legs, and then his lips, teeth, and tongue, are teasing everywhere but where you need them.

“Please,” you whine, reaching down and threading your fingers through his hair.

“Please what?”

A soft whimper falls from your lips when he traces his tongue around your hole.

“Please make me cum,” you finally whisper.

He rewards you immediately, mouth latching onto your clit while two thick fingers plunge into you with no preparation.

A loud moan falls from your lips and your head digs into the bed.

“Fuck, Bucky!”

He fucks into you quickly, hitting your g-spot with every thrust of his sinful fingers while his lips and tongue continue their assault on your clit.

“Oh God, Fuck! Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”

He obeys, his eyes trained on your face as you lose yourself in the pleasure he’s giving you.

The cameras in the room are forgotten by the two of you as you both indulge in a fantasy that you’ve kept hidden.

For far too long has he held back, wondering what it would be like to have his mouth on your pussy. Now that he knows, he’s never going to give it up.

And you’ve spent many nights with your hand between your thighs, wishing it was his instead.

Now that you’ve had a taste, you don’t think you’ll ever get enough.

“Oh, right there, Buck. Please, M’so close, God, Please!”

Hearing you beg might be the prettiest sound he’s ever heard in his life.

Well, second to hearing you cum.

Your release slams into you like a brick wall and you groan loudly, thighs clenched tightly around his head while your hands yank at his hair hard enough to cause the man pain, but he doesn’t mind.

All that he cares about is the look of pleasure on your face and the feeling of your walls clamping down around his fingers.

When you fall back against the bed and your grip on his hair loosens, he crawls his way up your body until he’s hovering over you.

Your eyes find his, fucked out and beautiful, and he can’t help but smile at the mess you’ve become.

“Hi, Plum. You okay?”

“Mhm.” You nod, grasping the back of his neck and pulling him down until his lips connect with yours.

You can taste yourself on his tongue but that only makes the whole thing impossibly more erotic.

He pushes his way between your thighs, mouth never leaving yours as one of his hands moves down to your chest.

With one hard yank, your bra is torn from your body and tossed to the floor and then his hands and lips are exploring the newly exposed flesh.

“Can I fuck you, sweet girl? Hmm? You gonna let me stick my cock into your perfect little pussy?”

You nod, pushing your chest up into his greedy grasp which only makes him chuckle.

“Sweet Plum. The fucking sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted. Can’t wait to get my cock in you, make you cum all over me.”

You clench around nothing at his dirty words, whining softly when he pulls away to take off his clothes.

“Needy little thing, aren’t you?” He teases, pulling his shirt over his head and giving you a perfect view of his glorious body.

Carved by Michelangelo himself, you find yourself wanting to trace every ridge and bump and curve that he has.

Your thoughts trail off, however, when his sweatpants drop to the floor and his cock springs free.

Thick, long, and weeping, it looks absolutely delicious.

All you want is to put it in your mouth.

As if sensing your thoughts, Bucky grins at you.

“We’ll save that for later, Plum. Right now m’gonna fuck you ‘till you can’t walk.”

His words hold a promise that you hope he keeps.

He grabs onto your hips and spins you onto your front then yanks you up until you’re on your hands and knees facing away from him, back arching when he slides a pillow beneath your hips.

“Look at how pretty you are, Plum. All nice and swollen for me... fucking beautiful. A work of art, really.”

He slides his hot length through your folds, relishing in the whiny moan that falls from your lips.

“Be a good girl for me and take it, okay?”

He slowly pushes inside of you, inch by thick inch, and your moans get louder the deeper he gets.

When he finally bottoms out, he needs to breathe deeply to stop himself from blowing his load right then and there.

“God, you feel like heaven,” he whispers, one hand rubbing gently along your spine.

You whimper, pushing your hips back the tiniest bit further then pulling away slowly.

He watches, absolutely entranced, as you slowly start fucking yourself on his cock.

“Such a greedy girl for me. Look at that.”

You mewl into the bedsheets and start rooking your hips faster, crying out softly when he smacks your ass only to immediately smooth his hand over the stinging flesh.

“Sorry, Plum. Couldn’t help it.”

When you pull your hips forward next, he lurches forward to meet your backward thrust, making you cry out as the tip of his cock kisses your cervix.

The pain is so perfect that it has you seeing stars.

“Fuck!”

He starts up a borderline brutal pace, hips snapping against your ass hard enough to leave bruises that will be painful to sit on.

“Fuck, feel me in your tummy? Yeah? I bet you can.”

You nod, drooling into the pillows as he fucks all the thoughts from your head.

Slowly, he leans forward, his hands finding yours.

He laces his fingers through yours and holds you tenderly as he abuses your cunt.

“Fuck, you feel so good... got me addicted, baby.”

You whine, rocking your hips slightly to meet his every brutal thrust.

“Fuck, not gonna last long... so fuckin’ tight...”

One of his hands leaves yours to slide down the front of your body, stopping only when he finds your clit.

His fingers move expertly over it, tightening the coil in your belly until you feel like you may pass out.

The overstimulation makes a broken cry fall from your lips as he brings you closer and closer to that beautiful edge, until you’re falling headfirst into another mind rattling orgasm.

Your vision goes white and your ears start to ring as you clamp down around him, milking his cock as he follows you into his own climax, painting your walls white.

Moan after soft moan falls from your lips as the aftershocks make your body tremble and your toes curl, and he stays rooted inside of you the entire time, his hands holding onto your hips tight enough to bruise.

Finally, after what feels like hours, he slowly pulls his softened cock out of you, groaning at both the sensitivity and the way his cum drips down your thigh.

Unable to stop himself, he lowers to his stomach and pulls your hips down to rest more comfortably on the pillow beneath them, putting your cunt at the perfect level to get a nice long taste.

His tongue is lapping at the mess between your thighs before you even have a chance to catch your breath and you gasp, shooting a look over your shoulder only for your pussy to clench at the sight.

His eyes are closed as he devours you, drinking up everything you have to offer and successfully cleaning up the mess he made of you.

“B-Bucky, oh fuck, Bucky I-I can’t!”

He chuckles softly and slowly pulls away, placing a kiss on your clit then peppering gentle kisses along your spine until his body is draped over yours, half-hard cock nudging at your folds again.

“You with me, pretty girl?”

You slowly open your eyes and turn to look at him and he all but cums at the sight of you.

Your lips are parted and your eyes are glossy and distant. Mascara is smudged on your cheeks and your hair is an absolute mess.

Pride blooms inside of him at the sight and he places a quick kiss to your lips.

“C’mon, Plum. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

He helps you to your feet, supporting most of your weight as your legs tremble like a baby deer’s.

“Jesus, Buck,” you whisper, leaning against him as he leads you to the bathroom and turns the shower on.

He steps under the warm spray then helps you in, keeping his arms wound around your waist and pulling you to lean against him.

He presses soft kisses to your shoulders and the top of your head, smiling against your skin when you hum contentedly.

“So, Plum? What are your thoughts?”

You pull away slightly to look up at him, bottom lip tucked between your teeth.

“If every scene is like that, you’ve got yourself a deal, Barnes.”

He chuckles and lightly bumps his nose against yours.

“As long as you’re only doing the scenes with me. You’re mine, honey. And I don’t plan on letting you go anytime soon.”

[navybrat817]

You know what? Nope. No negativity right now. 🥰

How about camboys Bucky and Steve? ❤️🔥❤️

[harrylovex]

i really really want to write a oneshot on camboy!bucky, maybe like camboy!bucky that’s your neighbour? anyone have any fun spicy ideas 😼😼😼drop them in my inbox pleeaassee

[alltheficsiwant]

Ohhhhh. This sounds so interesting. 😍

My Favorite Kind Of Night - 1.

Camboy!Bucky x CEO!Reader

Part 1 of this series

Run-through: On Friday nights, you are punctual to your virtual meet-up with your favorite camboy over a streaming platform, for your private stream session. You’ve known him for a couple of months now. He goes by the alias of ‘Winter Soldier’ on the platform, which is perfect for the kind of man he is; brawny and drop dead gorgeous. Over the past few months, he has become your favorite kind of night. And secretly, you became his as well. You two get closer over time, and things get interesting when your real, professional lives gets intertwined.

Themes throughout the series: sex worker!bucky, smut, phone sex, fluff, language, dirty talk,

Half past five.

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