#daddy sorry daddy sorry daddy sorry

[4ever-feral]

I’ll never stop thinking about Hugh’s slutty little waist

[forevermoreale]

Who else has an unhealthy obsession with Spencer’s hands 👀🙋🏻‍♀️

[mrs-elsie-barnes]

Missed You | Bucky x Reader | Mutually Beneficial AU | Drabble

You and Bucky have been dying for some alone time and there's a new thing he wants to try.

Warnings: 18+ sexual content, dom!Bucky, dirty talk, pet names & honourifics, daddy kink, oral sex, p in v, creampie, fingering, praise kink, bondage, spreader bar. S for smut and D for Daddy.

Dividers by @firefly-graphics & @reveriesources

Masterlist | Bucky Barnes Masterlist | Mutually Beneficial Masterlist

Bucky held the flat silver tag between his metal thumb and forefinger, leading you towards your room as he stepped backwards.

"Missed you, Babydoll" he hushed.

"I've been right here, Sarge," you were aiming for even and controlled, but the way he leads you so gently, his dark eyes, you're already under his spell so your words are followed by a breathy gasp.

"No, you weren't, not really. And neither was I." He was right. It'd been such a long week. A mission gone horribly wrong led to an Agent in Bucky's squad getting shot. Not fatally, they were currently milking their wounded soldier status across the compound. But the guilt of it was burning through him. Between his mission, your reports, briefings and a mission of your own you hadn't had any time to be truly together.

"I know, Sarge. But I'm here now, whatever you want from me, I'm here," and you meant it. His need for some semblance of order, of control, to bring joy and not pain, you would always give that to him if he could. You leaned up, nudging your nose with this, planting a light kiss against his lips.

"Do you trust me?" He cooed, so close you could almost taste the sharp coldness of his minty toothpaste.

"Yes, Sarge," you can't help how quiet you become with him, barely a whisper.

"Good. Climb on the bed, Baby. Clothes off." You scramble onto your back, shedding your clothes in a pile on the floor. Eagerly you prop yourself up on your elbows, watching him watch you back, blue eyes blown dark.

He steps forwards slowly and reaches under the bed, pulling out a metal pole.

"I saw this, do you wanna play?" He holds it up in the dim light. Black metal with a soft cuff at either end.

"A spreader bar?" You thought you were wet before but this is nothing. Bucky researching on his own, buying sex toys while he thinks of you gives you such a rush you can barely contain yourself.

"God, yes, please!" You lay back again, legs spread waiting for him. Gently he cuffs one leg then the other, there's a little movement when you wiggle your ankle but you can't move your legs together or apart. Bucky looks down at you hungrily, watching as you test the limits of your bondage.

His hands danced up your legs, featherlight, "you look good like this, Babydoll, all spread out for me." His thumbs ran over you, teasing your drenched folds. Apart, a tentative swipe, and then together again. The ache worse than before, "you look beautiful. All mine. And you'll do as you're told, won't you, because you're a good girl." He tapped lightly with one finger against your clit illiciting a wanton desperate moan.

"I asked you a question, you'll be my good girl, won't you?" He tapped again, harder. You're not sure you've ever fallen so fast into subspace. You struggled for words, your brain fighting for coherent thoughts.

"Answer me, Babydoll, or have I got you wrong. Are you a bad girl after all?" He slapped the inside of your thigh, the damp of your own slick making it sting harder.

"I'll be good, Daddy," it slipped out before you could stop yourself but you're still reeling from his hands on you, too gone to notice.

"What did you call me?" He sat back, his patented stare in full effect, bringing you slowly back into the light.

"I'm sorry, Sarge, what did I say?" Heat suffused your cheeks, burning your skin.

"You called me Daddy." Bucky's voice was a low, rough growl that had your knees bending in.

It's not a word you'd used before with Bucky, once or twice with other partners and certainly in the porn you watch. But you haven't talked about it. This wasn't in your negotiations. Your blood runs cold and that single coherent thought that struggled so hard before floats to the surface 'you've ruined everything'.

"Sorry, Daddy, I mean, I said Daddy, sorry, Daddy, I mean Sarge, Daddy, Sir. Sorry."

Bucky smirked and licked his bottom lip before taking it between his teeth briefly.

"Are you angry, don't be angry, Daddy, Sarge, Sir, sorry. I, I can't think. I - please. Just punish me, I'm sorry. I-" he let's his lip drop, licking over the bite mark again. He knew exactly what that did to you, how it made you feel hot all over.

"You're not in trouble" His hand was gentle as it skimmed your cheek. "Didn't know you'd like that. Didn't know I liked that" His thumb rubbed over your lip, and you took the opportunity to lick the pad, pulling the digit into your mouth. Vibranium doesn't really taste of anything, but the action was soothing, a hint of your own arousal lingering.

"You keep calling me that, Baby, and you can have anything you want. Okay?" He popped his thumb out of your mouth and trailed it around your nipple before giving the nub a little tweak.

You squeaked in surprise, "Yes, Daddy," and he groaned back.

"I think it's been long enough. I need to feel you, Baby, you be good and still for me, okay." He tugged the bar between your legs, pulling you further down the bed before carefully flipping you over, ass in the air and face pressed into the blankets.

"Yes, Daddy," you chanted again and Bucky was glad you couldn't see him, pressing his own face into the curve of your spine to hide his grin.

"Good girl," he pushed in as his praise made you flutter, griping your hips as he set a slow, firm pace, pressing against the soft secret spot inside that makes you see stars. His pace wasn't fast but Bucky was always relentless, no space to think, just him and you and the way he makes you feel.

"Feels good, I missed you so much, I needed this." You moaned out, whining before you could stop the pathetic noise from escaping. You were back to black, nothing but the feel of Bucky inside you, his hands on your body. He roamed further, pressing gently and tweaking at your clit, hard and aching under you. You rutted back trying to get some control to push you over the edge he had you dangling over.

"No, no, Babydoll, be a good girl." He grabbed the bar and slowly pushed it further up the bed, forcing your knees closer to your chest and bending you almost in half, "you can be good for me, right? All I need you to do is stay there," he punctuated his command with a slap to your ass, but you were already nodding your head as hard as you could, your hand under your forehead to keep you upright, "I knew you could be good for Daddy."

That did it, hearing him say it back was too much, electricity coiled up from your toes, a shock of lighting up your spine as you spasm and clutch at him however you can.

"Daddy!" You mewled as you came, your hand reaching back for his, fingers closing around your wrist and holding it down against the bed as he lost control, hips stuttering, bruising against your back. You both fell forward into the mattress as he filled you, deep and hot, painting ever inch of you.

"Jesus, fuck, baby," his nose rubbed against your back, hot kisses running down your spine, keeping you spread out, hands above your head.

The cuffs left your ankles but you stayed prone on the bed anyway, only turning enough to smile back at Bucky, his hair sticking up with sweat. You followed a droplet down his chest, gulping when you noticed he's still half hard.

"Let's take a minute," he kissed each ankle while he helped you turn onto your back, wrapping each leg around his waist and holding you against him as you come down from your high. "Oh baby, don't wanna waste anything," he chided, lifting your hips a little higher, leaning forwards and sliding a hand over you where his cum seeps down your leg. Two fingers swiped through it and meet your lips encouraging you to suck. His other hand palmed his seed back into you, fucking two fingers in and out slowly, gently curling and pulling another surprising orgasm past your lips. Silent and begging you gasp and writhe beneath him, too tired and fucked out to do more than take the pleasure he was giving you.

His kisses were back then, fluttering over your temple and your ear.

"Beautiful, Babydoll, beautiful," is the last thing you heared, floating into sleepy bliss.

"Thank you, Daddy."

[lhislucas]

Robo Arm → @dilfsonic

Earrings + Scars → @breadbugg

Wake up everyone, Aged up Sonic Time.

[brian-kinney-apologist]

my pinterest feed randomly showed me this picture and for what??? for me to fall to my knees????? for me to die from this beauty?????

[xx-amphibian-puke-xx]

HE'S SO BEAUTIFUL OH MY GOD I LOVE HIM

[pradabambie]

I'M DEAD I DIED I'M NO LONGER ALIVE

[strawlessandbraless]

This came to me in a dream 💭

[burntsaltsblog]

daddy is back😌

[mrsfoyet]

New pictures!

[4ever-feral]

Everytime I see him do that little eyebrow lift Something FERAL something PRIMAL awakens within me. Like BARK BARK WOOF DADDY. 😩🤤

[my-papa-emeritus-iv]

The most gorgeous man i ever seen 😩❤️

[welphereweare22]

doggystyle, sideways, frontwards, backwards, upside down, 360 degrees, no condom, skin on skin, on the living room, on the bedroom, on the fridge, on the closet, on the ceiling, on the wall, the bathroom, on the couch, on the car, AND on the street

[lostfairyart]

He’s so peepaw coded, I adore him. 💛🐰🔪

I watched the FNAF movie and I fell a little too hard for this silly man. 🙈 He’s so???? Yummy?? 😩✨💕 And so so silly and funny and such a little guy. 💕💕 I’m obsessed with William now, oops.

Fr tho, Matthew Lillard played William Afton SO well. He nailed it and I can’t wait for the second movie. 💕

[butuhaventseenmyman]

here's dinner bc i'm a horny fuck

@stoopidpigeonxx i know you'll love this <3

"what are you doing, you little kitten in heat?"

Curly blearily blinks at you. you're being so dirty, rocking your hips gently against his leg.

oh, who were you kidding? you were fucking humping him.

"nghhh," you moan in response, keeping your steady rythym- up and down, up and down.

your clit pulses, getting a sigh out of you as your bury your face into his shirt.

he sighs and hoists you up between his legs, nudging yours apart with his own and brushing his fingers over your sleep shorts.

"had a wet dream?" he murmurs, drawing circles over your stiff bud over the material.

"uh-uh. jus' woke up horny. thought i could just-" you sigh.

"use my leg like a toy? you know you could have just woken me up, right?"

"i dunno," you mumble as he dips his fingers beneath your shorts and scoffs. "no panties. bad girl. you were hoping i'd wake up."

you say nothing as he collects some wetness and spreads it all around, alternating between dipping his fingers in a little and drawing figure-eights on your clit.

your hips are bucking slightly, and you let out a pathetic whine. "shh," he soothes you, "i'll make it feel all better. i know you need this a lot. get horny all the time. are you ovulating?"

you shrug. "maybe. could just be hormones."

Curly strokes you gently, but his rough fingers are so big and thick, and just what you need to bring you right up to that edge.

"i know you're close," he coos before you can even whine. "i'm not gonna stop. just let me finish you off here," he's just started writing a G over your clit when your walls tighten up and you're gushing all over his fingers, convulsing and fluttering as he puts a finger in experimentally to make it feel even better.

"didn't even give me time to spell my name," he jokes as you moan that same name out loudly, mewling and gripping his unused arm. he soothes you by stroking your belly as he gently pulls his hand out and tastes his fingers.

"good job," he smiles as he lets go of his fingers with a pop! "Taste good as usual."

"want me to..." you stop for a minute to catch your breath.

"no, no, that's alright. you just get some rest," he murmurs in your ear, pressing a few kisses to your neck as he lays you down on the bed and tucks you in. "i know you'll be feeling frisky again in the morning, so i'll let you help me out then."

[maelor321]

See, that is the Zeus (especially Samantha's) I can believe women would be willing to sleep with despite knowing he's married and his wife is very vengeful.

Zeus is a DILF, and more people need to show it, even my hetero ass is loving his handsomeness.

Bravo @anniflamma (I don't know Samantha's Tumblr unfortunately).