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mysecretlittlelibrary · 2 years ago

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In A Year's Time

Pairing: Dilf!Bucky Barnes x Teacher!Reader

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: so many actually okay okay let's see oral (f & m receiving) multiple/forced orgasms, praise (they're so in love plz), minor breeding kink, unprotected sex (wrap it UP yall), so many pet names, marking for sure, I hope I got everything lmao

Genre: So much fluff and some nice smut to top it off ^3^

Summary: Happy Anniversary to dilf!Bucky and his teacher girlfriend

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You clap your hands to your class's attention, waiting for them to clap the rhythm back at you.

"Alright kids, pull out your math workbooks we're gonna do-" you trail off when a knock on the doorframe of your classroom distracts you. When you turn your head, Bucky's smiling at you with a bouquet of flowers.

"James! Hi." You say walking over to him with a confused chuckle.

"Hey doll, sorry to interrupt." Bucky meets you before you get all the way to the door.

"I love you and, of course, I'm happy to see you, but I thought we were meeting later? Did I get that wrong?"

"Nah we're still meeting later, just wanted to get a jump on things. Brought you flowers." He says handing you the flowers and kissing your cheek. This, obviously, sends your class of eight year olds into a flurry of squeals and oos.

"Settle down my dears." You tell them with a chuckle. "This is a wonderful surprise sweetheart, the flowers are beautiful." You say to Bucky softly.

"I thought you'd like them. I don't wanna derail your class too much so I'm gonna go. I'll pick you up at 7?"

"Yeah that's fine, thank you for stopping by." You smile at him. Bucky gives you one last kiss before leaving your classroom.

"Miss y/n!" One of your students, Alya, shoots her hand into the air as you set the flowers on your desk.

"Yes miss Alya?" You look at her.

"Is that your boyfriend?" She asks.

"Yes, it is. Today's our anniversary but, he's like this most of the time." You muse. Several of your students oo and aw at your statement.

"He's so handsome Miss y/n!" Carla, another student, tells you.

"He is, isn't he?" You laugh. "Anyway lovelies, get out your math workbooks if you didn't before, we're going to continue working on fractions." You say refocusing to get through your lesson plan. You finish out the afternoon with your kids and get everyone ready to go home for the day. You sit at your desk, doing some grading while kids get picked up or leave to get on their buses. By the time the last of your students are dismissed, it's after four. You pack up your things and head home to get ready for your anniversary with your bouquet from Bucky in hand. When you get home you immediately put the flowers in a vase with water before getting into the shower. You take your time, enjoying the hot water on your skin after a long day.

By the time you finally step out of the shower, it's almost six. You put on a knee-length black off-shoulder dress with a short slit in it. Your makeup for the night is a gold smokey eye with red lipstick. You finish the outfit with red heels, some gold earrings, and a matching necklace plus a gold clutch bag. Once you've finished getting ready it's almost 7. You use the extra time to clean up the mini tornado you caused while getting ready. When you hear a knock on your apartment door you grab your purse and open it to find Bucky waiting with his hands in his pockets. He lets out a slow whistle as he takes you in.

"God, you look gorgeous." He breathes and you giggle at the compliment.

"You look pretty good yourself, and we match." You tell him stepping into the hall to lock your door. He's wearing a red dress shirt and black slacks. It's almost like he knew what you'd be wearing.

"I know my girl." He shrugs holding out his arm to you. You loop your arm through his and let him lead you to his car. You don't talk on the drive there, not for lack of conversation or anything, Bucky just hasn't told you where you're going and you're hoping to guess before you get there. After about 20 minutes, he pulls up to a nice restaurant you've never been to before. He parks and walks around to your side of the car, opening your door and helping you out. He always insists on it when you're out together. You look at him curiously as he leads you inside.

"I was talking to Sam and he said this was a really good place for Italian food. I know we've never been but since you really like Italian I thought it'd be a nice spot." Bucky explains finally before talking to the maitre D.

"It looks lovely." You say quietly as you're led to your table.

"Well hopefully the food lives up." He hums.

"Besides surprising me at school this afternoon, how was your day?" You ask him while looking over the menu.

"It was great, got tons of errands done since I didn't go into the bookstore today."

"Productive then. That's lovely."

"How was the rest of your day pan out? Did I totally screw up your lesson plan?"

"Not totally. The kiddos had some questions but, we managed to get back to fractions pretty quickly once I answered a few of them."

"Questions, huh?"

"Just who you were, really. They think you're handsome." You smile.

"That's cute." Bucky chuckles.

"It was! I think I'll keep the flowers in my classroom. They're at home now because- I didn't have a vase at school but I plan to take them back." You tell him. Before he can reply, a server comes up to you and asks if you're ready to order. You each order your choices and Bucky picks a wine to share that will go with both of your meals.

"Did you- look up wine pairings before we came here?" You ask, surprised with how quickly he decided on a wine.

"Well, not technically but I've been learning my way around wine selections. Nat says it's an important skill to have." He shrugs.

"I dunno how important I'd say it is but it is impressive."

"If it's impressive to you then I'd say it's plenty important." Bucky picks your hand up from the table to place a kiss on the back of it and you feel your cheeks heat. The conversation changes then and the two of you shift to sharing memories of the last year over your meal. You laugh over things like Lily's meddling to get you together and your first few awkward dates where you were both still too nervous about things being perfect, milestones like the day Bucky asked you to be his girlfriend, or when you threw him a party for his birthday. Bucky surprises you with his recollection of silly moments you hadn't even realized he noticed and you surprise him with pictures you've taken when he's not looking. The food is wonderful, though you're barely thinking about that because you're so focused on enjoying each other's company, but you do split a desert before you finally leave the restaurant arm in arm. When you're back in the car Bucky doesn't start the car right away.

"Is everything alrigh-" before you can even finish your question, Bucky kisses you fiercely with a hand at the back of your neck holding you in place. You kiss him back with as much passion as he's giving you and you're panting by the time he pulls away.

"I've been wanting to do that all night, but I knew you'd scold me for messing up your lipstick." Bucky says breathily as he leans back into his own seat with his hand still gently against your neck.

"Oh." Is the only response you can muster at first, "well, dinner's over now so- I guess it's okay." You add.

"You know, Steve has Lily for til morning if you'd like to... keep celebrating." Bucky says. His hand is now on your leg, a thumb distractingly rubbing against the skin exposed by your slit.

"It- sounds like you have something in mind." You mutter.

"Oh trust me, I do." Bucky hums. You lean over the center console, close enough that your lips practically graze his ear.

"Well, show me." You say softly, nipping his ear. The action makes him shudder and before you've even settled back into your seat Bucky's pulling out of the parking lot a little too fast. "Bucky slow down." You giggle at his sudden eagerness.

"You say things like that to me and expect me not to react? Come on doll I nearly ripped your dress off right there in the parking lot." Bucky says, hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.

"We have all night for you to do whatever you want to me James just don't crash before we get there." You muse.

"I love you baby but if you keep talking that way we aren't going to get there." Bucky grumbles. You chuckle to yourself but decide not to push his buttons anymore. The rest of your drive is quiet and quick. Bucky hops out of the car and rushes over to open your door for you. You try not to laugh as Bucky leads you to his front door. He unlocks the door and practically pulls you into the house. You take a second to shut the door behind you although as you're trying to lock it, Bucky cages you between the door and his body. You manage to twist the lock before Bucky kisses you intensely. Bucky's lips against yours make you gasp and he uses the opportunity to slip his tongue into your mouth. You moan into the kiss, getting lost in the feel of your boyfriend's lips. You shove Bucky's suit jacket from his shoulders and make quick work of the buttons on his shirt, your fingers dancing against his skin, enjoying the way his muscles react to your touch. Before you can move the shirt off of him, Bucky drags your dress from your shoulders and you let it drop to your feet. His hands slide down your sides, settling at the back of your thighs.

"Jump up for me lovely." Bucky mutters sweetly against your lips. You wrap your legs around his waist and Bucky carries you through his house to his bedroom all while you kiss him repeatedly the whole way there. When Bucky tosses you onto his bed you giggle and he looks at you curiously. "What're you giggling about?" He quirks an eyebrow up and smirks.

"Oh nothing really." You bite your lip, barely hiding a smile as Bucky climbs onto the bed.

"What is it doll?" He sing-songs, kissing at your neck to coax an answer out of you.

"I-it's nothing, just... I like the way you throw me around that's all." You moan as Bucky decorates your throat with blooms of red.

"You like being thrown around? I'll keep that in mind." Bucky chuckles, his kisses trailing down your skin. He tugs your bra down enough to expose your breasts and immediately wraps his lips around one of your nipples, fingers tweaking the other one. You whimper as Bucky's ministrations tug at your core so perfectly. Your hands latch onto his shoulders, shuddering when he rolls your nipple between his teeth. Bucky continues to kiss his way down your abdomen until he's nestled between your legs. The sound of ripping fabric makes you gasp as your pussy is exposed.

"Did you just rip my panties?!"

"They were in the way. I'll replace them." He grumbles.

"You're not usually so impatient." You muse. Bucky huffs in a way that you're sure means he's rolled his eyes but he doesn't respond to you, instead he licks a stripe between your folds that snatches the amusement from your voice with a sharp inhale. With his hands on your hips he locks you in place as he dives in. Your fingers bury themselves in his hair when his tongue lavishes your clit with attention. He licks and sucks at your core until you're twitching beneath him, pending orgasm winding you tight.

"Bucky, I- I'm. Oh my God!" you whine loudly as Bucky works you towards release with his tongue.

"Go ahead doll, let go." He tells you, suctioning your clit into his mouth harsh enough to pull your orgasm from you with a loud cry.

"Holy fuck." You pant out as you wait for your heart to stop pounding in your ears. You whimper as Bucky continues to lap at your folds, the sensitivity of your clit making you squirm.

"Hold still sweetheart." Bucky says against you, two fingers joining his mouth between your legs. His tongue focuses on your clit again while his fingers work you open. Bucky curls and stretches his digits inside you in ways only he knows how.

"Feels so good Bucky." You moan, grinding against his hand and mouth as that tightening in your core gets stronger with each passing moment.

"Gonna cum again for me doll?" His tone is slightly amused as he watches you bend at his hand.

"God yes. Please!" You whine, feeling the pressure build.

"Lemme taste you again y/n. You taste so good baby, cum for me." His words come out almost sounding like a plea and your back arches as another orgasm washes over you. When Bucky continues lick you through your orgasm you tug his hair hard enough to force him away.

"I swear if I let you you'd never stop." You shake your head, pulling him up to kiss you.

"Sometimes I don't." He mutters against your lips. You taste yourself on his tongue as you get lost in the feel of his mouth on yours. It's true, some nights he'll eat you out until you practically pass out on him, but tonight is your anniversary, and you want to give as much as you get so you push Bucky backwards until he's standing at the foot of his bed and you make quick work of freeing him from his pants and boxers. You take him in your hand and slowly trace the prominent vein that runs along his shaft with your tongue before taking the head between your lips. Bucky lets out a strangled groan as you suck eagerly on the tip of his dick while gently stroking the length of him. He's hot and heavy in your grip as you slowly take more of him into your mouth each time you bob your head. You look up at him once you set a steady rhythm reveling in the way his mouth drops open and his chest rises harshly. You watch his reactions as you suck his dick enjoying each groan, each curse, and each shuddering breath he releases at your ministrations. His right hand is in your hair but he makes no attempt to take control of your actions, surrendering to the feel of your mouth on him. It takes you practically no time at all to work him almost over the edge, by the time he's grunting for you to slow down he's already passed the point of no return.

"Fucking hell baby, hang on a sec." His strangled grumble makes you want to giggle but you can't lest you stop. His fingers in your hair tighten in a warning that you ignore, moving noisily up and down his length until his release floods your mouth. You swallow as it comes, only letting him go with a pop when his dick stops twitching in your mouth. He leans forward a bit, taking support from the edge of the bed and you giggle at the effect you have on him. "What part of 'hang on a sec' wasn't clear enough to you?" He asks breathlessly.

"Just reminding you that you're not the only one that can pull oragsms from someone in this room babe." You smile cheekily.

"Trust me that's a lesson I'm not likely to forget." Bucky chuckles pulling your legs from under you to get you on your back.

"Let's hope not. I review it often enough." You joke, shuffling up the bed a bit.

"And trust me I am not complaining." He hums lining himself up with your entrance.

"Would be a shame if you were since I enjoy doing it so m-" your sentence is cut off by a gasp as Bucky thrusts into you suddenly.

"You were saying y/n?" He teases rolling his hips into yours leisurely.

"J-oh. Uhhh just that I like sucking your dick." You manage to get out the words though they're breathy as Bucky starts to set a rhythm.

"God you're so perfect." Bucky grunts, hands gripping your hips roughly. As much as his hold will allow, you rock against him, thrusting up to match his movements.

"Fuck- feels so good Bucky." You moan.

"Yeah? You like that baby, don't you?"

"Yes! God yes, so much." You whimper, back arching into Bucky's body. Bucky's thrusts are sharp and deep dragging you towards another orgasm. Your fingers claw helplessly at Bucky's back, red lines decorating the expanse of skin, making him hiss.

"Shit you're so fucking warm baby. Taking me so perfectly." Bucky sighs out. Bucky's fingers find your clit, making you jolt when starts toying with the sensitive bundle of nerves.

"Holy shit Bucky."

"Cum for me y/n. Want you to cream all on my dick." Bucky grunts. With a few rough circles rubbed into your clit, he sends you over the edge for the third time. At this point, you're a twitching mess of whimpers as you come down, Bucky's continued thrusts prolonging your blissed out state.

"You're so pretty doll." He says kissing you gently, a notable contrast to the way he drives into you. Bucky's head snaps back and you realize his rhythm has changed. His thrusts are erratic now as he chases his orgasm.

"You're close aren't you Bucky? You wanna cum inside me? Fill me up?" Your mind finally clear enough to coax Bucky. Your hand at the back of his neck pulls him towards you, littering his throat with hickeys until his hips still against yours and hot white paints your walls. Bucky lowers his head to your chest, breathing heavy against your skin. You wrap your arms around him to hug him to you. He always complains about crushing you if you ask him to do this on his own but he never has the will to move when you pull him against you yourself.

"Happy anniversary baby." Bucky mutters as you run your fingers through his hair.

"Happy anniversary indeed." You giggle.

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Tagged Users: @marvel-fandom23 @alana4610 @marvel-wifey-86

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fandoms-writings · 1 year ago

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Below is a list of current wips that you can expect from me in the near future <3 I do write slow, but I'm working on these as fast as I can <3

Drabbles/One-shots:

"You're a mess"/"I'm not a mess."/"I can tell you've been crying." & "Let me kiss it better" - Knight! Bucky x Queen! Reader - A + F

"Choose me" - Bucky - A

"Choose me" & "let me hear you make that sound again" - Biker! Bucky - A + S

"You were supposed to be different. They were supposed to be wrong about you, but they were right. They were so fucking right." - Bucky w/ morally gray reader - A

"Keep your pretty eyes on me." and "You shouldn't be out here by yourself." -Vampire! Bucky x Human! Reader - A + S + (version 2)

"You know my door is always open for you, right?" and "You're already wet sweetheart." - Bucky w/ kinky virgin reader - F + S

"You know my door is always open for you, right?" and "You're already wet sweetheart" - Stephen Grant - F + S

"Don't go where I can't follow. . . I thought I lost you." - Bucky - A

"Why didn't you say how bad it was?" - Steve Rogers - A

"Come get me? I miss you" - Loki - F

"Is that my shirt?" & "Keep your pretty eyes on me." - Bucky - F + S

"Don't go where I can't follow… I thought I lost you" & "You're exhausted honey. Go back to sleep." - Nomad! Steve Rogers - A + F

"What are we doing?"/"Why are you doing this?" - Miguel O'Hara - A

"Can I hold your hand?" - Miguel O'Hara - F

"You're not as bad as everyone says you are." - Mob! Steve - F

"Will you taste this? Tell me if I'm missing anything?" - dealers choice - F

"You were supposed to be different. They were supposed to be wrong about you, but they were right. They were so fucking right."- Mob! Steve - A

DBF!Bucky x College!Reader - A

Series/AUs:

Boxer! Miguel x PR! Reader - A + F + S

This one will be more of an AU then a series I think, but I'm still working on it.

Miguel's boxing career is starting to pick up, and that means you, as his public relations specialist, are to insure that the people love him. You also make sure he doesn't take any fights he isn't ready for. However, when another boxer by the name of Kron Stone openly challenges Miguel, and Miguel accepts, you have to come to terms that what you know may ruin the trust he has in you.

Mafia-Dilf! Miguel x Dance-teacher! Reader - A + F + S

Everyone was terrified of Miguel O'Hara, the most powerful man in the city. But you knew better. To you, he was just a single dad trying to raise and protect his daughter, bringing her to your dance class every week. That is until someone looking for Miguel shows up at your studio, and Miguel takes it upon himself to protect you from outside forces, showing you just what kind of a man truly he is.

Bucky Barnes x Dream-witch! Reader - A + F + S

Looking for something to aide in his sleepless nights, Bucky searches weeks for you, the dream witch of New York. You're known for helping vets with ptsd have terrorless nights and sometimes, if they're lucky, they actually have pleasant dreams. What Bucky didn't expect, was for you to be so captivating, or for him to open up so easily around you. But to have the powers you do, you've got to be more than just a mutant, right?

Bucky Barnes x single!pregnant!reader (neighbor AU) - A + F + S

This one will be more of an AU rather than a series.

You moved into your small apartment alone and nervous, with a broken heart and a little one on the way, just wanting to be the best mom you can. Lucky for you, your neighbor is the sweetest man in the world and has offered to help you out when you need it. It doesn't hurt that he's the most attractive man you've ever met. But you don't have time for a relationship with anyone, you need to prepare for the baby.

tagging some mutuals below to spread the word <3

@sweetdreamsbuck @perdidosbucky-yyo @pocolottie @banana-cheese-cake @nexusnyx @foreverindreamlandd @writing-for-marvel @historygeekfics @jessybarnes @poetic-fiasco @redgillan @chloelucia13 @shamevillain @thornsnvultures @targaryenvampireslayer @vibraniumcollar @bucksangel @buckybleu @barnesafterglow @rookthorne @nickfowlerrr @aquariusbarnes @captainsimagines

#my wips #upcoming fics #bucky x reader #miguel x reader #steve rogers x reader #loki x reader #vampire!bucky #mafia!miguel #mob!steve #knight!bucky #boxer!miguel #biker!bucky #nomad!steve #morally grey! reader #stephen grant

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onsunnyside · 2 years ago

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𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐂𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬

𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐲𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞: two or more characters x reader.

𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 — Do not plagiarize, copy, repost/republish, adapt or translate any of my works. My blog is 18+, so minors DNI. I do not own any character of any franchise (Marvel, etc.). All my works are fiction and may be dark or have triggering content: read all warnings before proceeding.

All unnamed/not tagged prompts: #sonnysprompts

apocalypse au (ari x reader, dark crossover)

Auction AU (major crossover, bunny!reader)

bachelorette AU (dark, major crossover)

best bros Ari and Curtis

beefy bodyguards au (owner/mob boss!lloyd x bunny!reader, ft. other beefy daddies)

boyfriend!curtis and boyfriend’s stepdad!ari

boyfriend!ari and boyfriend’s best friend!bucky

cam mommy au

cheater!reader (ghostface!bfs crossover)

cow!reader

football players x ballerina!reader

Gladiator AU

Mamma Mia AU

medfet au

milf in the middle (ex husband!lloyd, coach!ari)

military boys x bunny!reader

neighbourhood milf au (crossover)

otter hybrid!reader

sleazy history daddy x rich milf!reader (ft. other sleazy teachers)

succubus!reader (demon!ari or mythological creature breeder!ari

Sugar Daddy!Ari (with sugar baby!reader, sugar baby!ransom)

Sugar Daddy Brawl (Dark, major crossover)

Surfer AU (dilf!semi retired surfer!Ari, fratboy!surfer!johnny)

#onsunnyside #into the sonnyverse masterlist

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buckys-wintersoldier · 6 months ago

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Not tagged but I like that kind of game so I just join hehe.🤭🤭

First of all your wip lines sound really interesting!😏🤭

Distance isn’t the solution | College!Alpha!Bucky x College!Omega!Fem!Reader

“Take your hands off of my Omega!” He growls, surrounding his table to get closer to the other Alpha who’s hand is still on yours.

“I’m not your Omega, Barnes,” you hiss, freeing your hand anyway and get up from the chair. Every pair of eyes is on the two of you. Not even the teacher interrupts you, while you step closer to Bucky and lift your hand to poke a finger against his broad chest. “Don't call me that! You haven’t claimed me and you have shown me damn well that you just want one fuck.”

DBF!Bucky Barnes x Female!Reader

“Is he handsome and nice?” Bucky asks, raising one of his eyebrows. You chuckle, shaking your head playfully. Bucky’s hands slips down to your waist and he pulls you onto his lap, his grip tightens when you squirm. “He isn’t handsome? And he isn’t nice? What does he have to do to be handsome and nice?”

“Kissing me,” you say, nodding your head to underline what you just said.

Dark!Steve Kemp x Female!Reader

“Making me feel good — maybe with another tattoo? Or do you want to make it up and I can make a tattoo on your fucking dick?” You ask with a low chuckle.

Steve’s jaw clenches and he grasps your arm harshly, pulling you off the floor and back to the bed.

Just one kiss | DrugDealer!Lloyd Hansen x Innocent!Female!Reader

“You don’t want to?” He asks, his voice dangerously sweet, and you shiver lightly. When you shake your head, he grasps your hair, tugging harshly at it and making you look at him. “I don't care; you're gonna suck my cock, or I will tell your parents that you begged me to fuck you, want that? Want your parents to know that you’re nothing but a little whore?”

No pressure tags: @bucks-babe @imtryingbuck @sergeantbarnessdoll @amathslutsguidetofandom @brnesblogposts @holylulusworld @jiyascepter @lives-in-midgard @little-miss-dilf-lover @romanoffshouse @thevillainswhore @rookthorne

Care to share any WIP lines? 🥺

I have quite a few, nonnie, but I'll share some random WIPs.

Dream With Me

“What if it doesn't work? You could be stuck here with me. With him. Or worse, HYDRA might get into your head and do to you what they did to me.”

Turn Off the Lights

“I couldn't help myself, hearing all those pretty noises you made. I had to see what had you making them. You're a dirty thing, aren't you? You like being fucked from behind?”

Cravings in the Night

He bit at your collar with a snarl, the beast inside angry at being denied what was rightfully his. But the taste of leather flooded his mouth as an intimate reminder of what he wanted, yet he couldn’t have. In his heart, you belonged to him. But in life, would he ever be able to walk beside you as your mate?

*****

NPT if anyone wants to share: @laurfilijames @foxgloveprincess @ghotifishreads @thornsnvultures @targaryenvampireslayer @krirebr @paperweight91 @bigtreefest and anyone who wants to play!

Love and thanks. ❤️

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snufflet · 2 years ago

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Stardust Reblog Challenge Masterlist

Back in august I decided to join in on the fun and love fest that is the stardust reblog challenge hosted by the lovly @natrace :)

Within this masterlist I will try and sort the fics by month I read them in and by fandom. Mostly you will find MCU fics in here with either Steve or Bucky as the main character, maybe even both. But I do also sometimes read other quite random stuff.

Show them some love and heed the warnings provided. If you are a minor please follow any 18+ plus warnings and just read something else.

september fics

MCU

Bucky x Reader

Kiss Me Like You Mean It (Biker!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

Wedding Plans by @angrythingstarlight

Birthday Debriefing (Birthday!Reader) by @drabblewithfrannybarnes

day one: fingers (Tattooartist!Bucky) by @buckycuddlebuddy

Hungry by @mollygetssherlockcoffee

Personal Sessions (MMA!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

Scar tissue by @fandoms-writings

Why do you care? by @black-mistress-of-evil

Pierced through and through (TFATWS!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

What makes a Woman by @motsdouxdejanie

With all my love by @summerofsnowflakes

Love at First Grade (Single Dad!Teacher!Bucky, Single Mom!CEO!Reader) by @buckysimp101 (Parts 19, 20, Epilogue and Deleted Scene 1 read as part of the challenge)

Everything the Light touches (mafia!Bucky) by @buckysimp101 (Parts 1, 2, 3 and 4 read as part of the challenge)

Unnamed HC (baker!Bucky, biker!Bucky, mafia!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

Unnamed NSFW drabble (lumberjack!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

Unnamed Drabble (beefy lumberjack!Bucky) by @angrythingstarlight

Is it a crime (mob boss!Bucky, mob boss!Reader) by @crazyunsexycool (Part 3 read as part of the challenge)

Once upon a time (librarian!Bucky) by @navybrat817

Something Domestic (ex-military amputee!Bucky) by @fandoms-writings (Epilogue read as part of the challenge)

Steve x Reader

can't keep my hands to myself (Retired!dbf!Steve) by @christywantspizza

Happy Dirthday Doll (Birthday!Reader) by @secretswiftymarvelfan

The Cheerleader (dilf!Steve) by @kinanabinks

You got to my head (Pre-Serum!Steve; tall!Reader) by @barnesmurdock

Patch up (scientist!Reader) by @tooearlyforthis

Unnamed Drabble (mafia!Steve) by @angrythingstarlight

Breach of contract (Senator!Steve) by @imaginedreamwrite (Part 4 read as part of the challenge)

Unnamed Drabble (40s!Steve) by @sanguineterrain

Stucky x Reader

Unnamed Drabble by @becca-e-barnes

In a motel (dom!Steve, sub!Bucky) by @disasterofastory

Misc. fandoms

The Red Sea Diving Resort

Oh So Tempting (Ari Levinson x agent!Reader) by @justalonelyslytherin

TopGun

Falling in and out of love (Maverick x Reader) by @youlightmeupfinn (Part 8 read as part of the challenge)

Logan Lucky

The crash (Dayton White x Reader) by @fictional-affairs

The Fantastic Four (2005 film)

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the-iceni-bitch · 3 years ago

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Pairing: Single DILF elementary school teacher!Steve Rogers x tattoo artist fem!reader

Words: ~6k

Summary: Your gorgeous, clean cut neighbor needs a favor, and how can you possibly say no?

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (unprotected vaginal sex, f receiving oral sex, genital piercings, semi rough sex, light choking, squirting, hair pulling, dirty talk, slight breeding kink), single dad Steve (trust me, he’s a fucking warning), reader has tattoos, adorable toddler, fluff, slowish burn, idiots in love (I can’t stop myself), SMUT!!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: This was an absolute monster to finish when I had to work all week but it’s done!!! My official entry for @bemine-bucky’s Sweetheart Diner challenge (prompt in bold), and I messed myself up with this one. I am now fully on the DILF Steve train and if you think I’m not gonna write anymore for these adorable lovebirds, you would be mistaken. Love you so much Sav!! You deserve the world!!

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“Ok Sarah, remember, this is our secret, ok?” You handed the giggling toddler one of the still warm cookies, giving her a big grin as she looked at it with wonder. “No telling your dad, and no sharing with Molly.”

She nodded seriously before taking a hesitant bite, squealing when your sweet mutt shoved her head into the child’s lap to try and steal a lick. You scolded the dog and she gave you a forlorn look before moping off to sink into her bed with a huff at being excluded from treat time. The toddler finished her cookie in record time, and after wiping all the melted chocolate off her face while she squirmed, you gave her a dog treat to give to your poor neglected pup. You couldn’t help but grin when Molly took it from the little girl’s hand as gently as possible before wolfing it down, accepting the child’s tight hug around her neck with a happy wag of her tail.

“I love you, Molly.” God, how fucking cute was she, laying on the dog’s side and babbling that excited toddler chatter while kicking her feet. You made sure to take a picture for Steve, he always melted a little when he saw how sweet your dog was with his little girl.

There was a knock at the door and you yelled it was open, turning to give Steve a big smile when he walked into your house looking a little exhausted. His face split into a grin when he got a look at Sarah playing with Molly’s ears, the toddler screaming when she spotted her father and rising to greet him on wobbly legs.

“Daddy!” She shouted with delight when he tossed her into the air and caught her again, settling her on his hip and giving her a soft kiss on the head while she brought her chubby little arms up to give him a hug.

“Hey bug, did you have a nice time with Y/N and Molly?” He chuckled when her fat fingers grabbed at his cheeks.

“We made cookies!” She clapped her hands over her mouth when she realized she blabbed, giving you a horrified look at spilling your secret.

“Well, I guess we have to share with Dad now.” You shook your head and laughed softly as you reached to grab one of the giant cookies that was still left, handing it to Steve and beaming when he took a bite as you worked at boxing up the rest of them. “Don’t worry, hon, you still get to take the rest home.”

“Thank you so much, Y/N, I can’t tell you how much I appreciate it. Apparently on call plumber is part of the art teacher’s job now. Some fifth graders managed to crack one of the toilets and it was a literal… uh… poop show.” He smiled when Sarah laughed hysterically at the naughty word.

“Tsk, language Mr. Rogers.” You winked at him before handing him the container of cookies, ruffling Sarah’s hair affectionately before moving to soak the baking sheets you’d used. “She can come over any time, pretty sure Molly likes her more than me anyways.”

“I may take you up on that, Y/N.” You walked in front of him to open the door since he had his hands full. “Let me make you dinner tomorrow? I gotta thank you somehow.”

“Alright, but only because I can’t say no to your pesto.” You waved back to Sarah when he started walking back to his house, only feeling a little bad about ogling his ass. “Bye kiddo!”

God, that man was fine. And his kid was fucking adorable too. It was like a constant attack on your ovaries ever since he moved in. Your vibrator had never been used as much in your whole fucking life. Goddamn Prince Charming looking DILF.

You weren’t sure how you’d managed to go this whole time without jumping on him. Every time he gave you that gorgeous, aww shucks smile you just wanted to find out if he was hiding some secret kinks under that nice boy exterior. Not to mention when he did yard work and got all sweaty with his sleeves rolled over his forearms. Right now all you wanted was to pour yourself a nice glass of wine and take a long bath while you thought about what he might look like under all those buttoned up, clean cut outfits. Man you were a perv.

The next night couldn’t come fast enough. It took some self control to keep from wearing one of your usual slutty date outfits, choosing a relatively conservative sundress that still showed off your assets. Even though you told yourself a million times you were not going to date your neighbor, you couldn’t help but flirt like an idiot.

“Hi Y/N!” Ugh, he looked so fucking domestic, what was he doing to you? “We’ve been working all afternoon, Sarah really hopes you like her garlic bread.”

“Um, did you know that garlic bread is my absolute favorite?” Sarah hid her face behind her hands and giggled when you winked at her, Steve beaming between the two of you and making your heart swell a little bit. “You better be careful, or I might eat all of it.”

“No!” She seemed adorably horrified at the prospect, tottering away from you when you moved to chase her playfully. “I want bread, too!”

“You better wash up quick then, bug.” He ushered her towards the bathroom, wiping his hands on a towel. His big hands with those thick fingers that you definitely weren’t thinking of sucking on. “She was a little disappointed when I told her Molly wasn’t gonna be joining us.”

“Well, maybe next time.” You handed him the bottle of wine you had brought and helped him set the table, smiling when Sarah wrapped her arms around your leg so you could drag her along with you. “Or maybe I’ll have Molly help me make dinner for you guys. You like dog food, Sarah?”

“Eww, no!” She laughed like you were the funniest thing in the world, squealing when you scooped her up and nibbled on the tip of her nose.

“Oh, it’s so good though!” You gave her a peck on the forehead before helping her settle into her seat, putting her napkin on her lap and helping her cut up her pasta without even thinking. “Maybe even better than your dad’s pasta.”

“Ouch.” Steve laughed, placing a hand on his chest in a mock wounded gesture. “What d’you think, bug? Is my pasta better than dog food?”

“Yes, love pasta!” She slurped some up messily and you laughed while you wiped pesto off her face.

“Alright, you’re the expert.”

The way you engaged with Sarah was so endearing, Steve couldn’t take his eyes off you. She got so happy when you swooned over the garlic bread she almost fell out of her booster seat, but you caught her at the last second and peppered kisses all over her face. You somehow managed to keep her from getting sauce all over herself, having the napkin ready like a pro at all times even when the three of you chatted away about silly toddler things.

Once you had all finished your meal you helped with the cleanup, giving Sarah a hand with drying the dishes while Steve washed them. You managed to sneak a couple splashes at her father when he wasn’t paying attention, Sarah screaming and hiding behind you when he got you back. It should have felt weird as fuck for you to be having such a good time doing the housewife shit, but doing it with Steve and Sarah was just delightful and almost natural.

“Ok bug, let’s wash up and then it’s bed.” Sarah’s eyes were starting to droop, apparently making garlic bread really took it out of you. “Say good night to Y/N.”

“No, want Y/N to tuck me in!” She pouted at the two of you, and how were you supposed to say no to that?

“I dunno, hon, don’t want to take that treat away from your dad.”

“Y/N, you don’t have to.” He was giving you an inquisitive look though, and fuck it, you were having a good time.

“But I want to, Steve.” You relaxed when he did, smiling softly and moving to grab some glasses. “Besides, we still need to break open this wine.”

“Great, let’s get those PJs on, Sar.” He disappeared down the hall with her leaning against his shoulder, her eyes drooping with the pull of sleep even as she fought it.

You finished putting the dishes away while Steve got Sarah ready for bed, coming when she called you to give her a peck on the head and help Steve tuck her in before wishing her goodnight. She fell asleep immediately, allowing you both to sneak out of her room and head back out to the kitchen to have some adult conversation.

“That kid is too cute for her own good.” You poured Steve a hefty portion of wine before filling your own glass. “Don’t know how you don’t just spoil her rotten.”

“Trust me, just because she turns on the charm with you doesn’t mean she isn’t a terror sometimes.” He shook his head before taking a sip of wine. “How’s the shop doing?”

“It’s really good, we just hired a new artist, so hopefully we won’t be booking out as far, but who knows.” You were really hoping you could convince him to come get a piece from you eventually, he always showed a lot of interest in your work, and inking up your sweetheart neighbor would be a special kind of thrill. “You know I’d open up a spot for you anytime you want, though. Just say the word.”

“We’ll see.” He beamed at you when you hopped up to sit on his counter absentmindedly, loving how comfortable the two of you were with each other.

“I’ll convince you one of these days, Rogers.” You leaned back on one hand while you sipped on your wine. “How about you? Aside from shit explosions, how’s the school? You’re kids enjoying watercolors?”

“They love it. Leaves me with a hell of a mess every day but we have a great time.” He moved to pour you another glass when you finished yours, topping his own off as well and settling next to you. “This is good.”

“Yeah. You still have that wedding this weekend?” You could feel your heartbeat speeding up with how close he was, the clean, slightly woodsy scent he was wearing filling your senses.

“Lemme guess, Sar couldn’t stop talking about being a flower girl all afternoon?” He set his empty glass on the counter and brushed his hair out of his eyes with a rueful grin.

“She could not. We had to practice her walk a couple of times, she’s a pro now.” You hopped off the counter and moved to find the wine saver while Steve put the glasses in the dishwasher. “Make sure you take a video of her for me, I’m sure she’s gonna be adorable.”

“I mean, you wanna come with?” He spluttered when you cocked an eyebrow at him. “Sorry, shit, lemme back up. My normal plus one had to cancel and I know it’s so cheesy but I cannot deal with my ex and the rest of my family judging that I haven’t found some sort of mother figure for Sarah.”

“So, I’d be your fake girlfriend?” A little disappointing but you could deal. “Sounds like a blast. How judgey are we talking here? They gonna have issues with you showing up with an inked up chick?”

“Maybe, but what are they gonna do? Make me break up with you?” His smile was tinged with nervousness.

“Well, if it doesn’t bother you, doesn’t bother me.” You gave him a teasing hip bump when you shuffled past him. “How formal is this thing?”

“Cocktail. You sure you’re ok with this?” He was starting to relax a little bit, but he didn’t want you to feel pressured at all.

“Oh my god, Steve, yes, I’m sure.” You gave him a reassuring pat on his tree trunk of an arm, holy shit. “I’ll be the best fake girlfriend ever. Now, I’ve gotta go take care of the dog, but I really had a great time. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“I’m sure you will.” He walked you to the door, giving you a semi-awkward side hug before you were strolling back towards your house, and he tried his best to not watch the way your hips were swaying in those heels.

Well, he’d had some spectacularly bad ideas, but asking you on a fake date might be one of the top ones. Ever since the first time his kiddo had seen you working in your garden and shyly asked you whether you did your tattoos yourself or if your friends did them, and then you spent a whole afternoon telling her all about each of your pieces like she was the most important little person you’d ever talked to, he hadn’t been able to stop thinking about you. You were beautiful and sweet and Sarah fucking loved you, so why couldn’t he work up the courage to ask you out for real?

Instead he just had to settle for fucking his own fist like a perv while he thought about what you might look like underneath him, how tight you’d squeeze his cock when he hit you deep and what gorgeous noises you’d make for him, and whether you had any more tattoos hiding under those surprisingly sweet little outfits that he hadn’t seen. God, he hated himself sometimes. He wasn’t gonna give himself blue balls though.

He didn’t have a chance to give into his nerves once Saturday hit, mostly because all his energy was focused on getting a wiggling little girl into a fancy dress and keeping her from spilling anything on it. Sarah insisted on walking over to pick you up on her own, practicing her walk as she headed up the walk to the front door until she let him lift her up so she could ring the doorbell.

“Hi Sarah! Look at that dress!” You gave the two of them the biggest grin when you opened the door, locking it behind you and helping her do a little twirl before holding her hand while you all headed towards Steve’s car. “You been practicing your walk?”

She nodded seriously and showed you, laughing when Steve scooped her up and got her settled into her car seat. You winked at Steve when he held your door open for you, climbing into the car and starting a sweet little conversation with the toddler, who was fired up about being a flower girl. He was so grateful you were eager to engage with his girl, but he was having trouble keeping his eyes off the line of your legs in those heels.

As soon as you walked into the venue, his ex was right there, much to his annoyance.

“Hello Sharon.” He gave Sarah a quick peck on the head before letting her toddle over to her mother.

“Steve, hey sweetie!” She knelt down to give the girl a hug, giving you a once over when she stood back up. “Who’s this?”

“I’m Y/N, so nice to meet you.” She ignored your hand when you offered it to her.

“Uh-huh, what happened to Beth?” Cool, always fun to be completely ignored.

“Just didn’t work out.” Steve shrugged uncomfortably at having to jump right into faking it. He relaxed a little when you wrapped an arm around him, leaning into his shoulder like it was the most natural thing and not as horribly awkward as he was worried it was going to be.

“Sure it didn’t.” Sharon handed Sarah off to a bridesmaid and crossed her arms over her chest. “Well, I’m gonna go find Ian. That Sarah’s bag?”

“Yeah.” He handed it over. “I’ll check in before you leave. She’s looking forward to spending a couple of days with you.”

“Me too. Talk to you later.” She walked off without giving you a second glance.

“Well, she did not like me.” You gave a small huff before grinning at him. “Alright, who else do I need to impress here?”

“Obviously, the cousins.” He motioned to the groom, waving when the man noticed him from the small group he was chatting with. “And other than that, just the nosy aunts and shit.”

“Great, aunts love me.” You winked at him and wound your fingers through his. “Let’s do this.”

The ceremony took up most of the afternoon, and then what felt like hours of photos that poor Sarah put up with like a champ. Steve couldn’t have been more thrilled at bringing you with him, actually able to enjoy himself a little since you were a pro at redirecting all the interrogations that his friends and relatives tried to subject him to. Of course, the fact that part of redirecting them involved you engaging in some public displays of affection did a lot to help his mood.

Right now he was watching you do the chicken dance with Sarah, the grin he was wearing falling slightly when Sharon plopped in the seat next to him with a frown on her face.

“So, that’s Y/N.” He took a sip of his beer when she started in on him, really looking forward to her passive aggressively implying there were all sorts of things wrong with you. “Sarah told me all about her pretty tattoos. Guess I didn’t realize she had quite so many.”

“Seriously, Sharon? You’re gonna harp on some ink?” He scowled at her sideways while he kept his eyes on you and the kiddo. “When did Sar tell you about her, anyway?”

“I have to hear about her every time she spends the night. Fucking your neighbor Steve?” Or, maybe she was going to bypass the passive and go straight to plain old aggression. “What’s that gonna do to Sarah when you break up and she suddenly can’t see her apparently best friend anymore?”

“I’m not having a conversation with you about this. You wanna have more say in who your daughter spends time with, you need to be around more. And maybe actually get to know the people I see instead of jumping down my throat about them right away.” He pasted on a smile when you and Sarah came back to the table. “Hey kid! Those were some killer moves!”

“They sure were, c’mere baby.” Sharon propped Sarah on her lap and gave her a peck on the cheek. “What d’you say we go get you some cake, yeah? Then we’ll get you home.”

She let Sarah give you a big hug goodbye reluctantly, trying not to openly growl when you gave her a kiss right on the top of her head. Sarah said her goodbyes to you and Steve and let her mom carry her off, waving at you over her shoulder until she disappeared into the crowd.

“Lemme guess,” you sat down next to Steve and nudged his calf with the toe of your shoe when you noticed the sour look on his face. “Your ex thinks we should ‘break up’?”

“Yeah, I guess someone talks about you an awful lot.” He couldn’t help but smile when you laughed softly.

“I mean, I am pretty great.” You winked and took a sip of his beer when he offered it. “Think she may have a point, though. You are a lousy date, Rogers.”

“Hey, mean!” He swiped his beer back from you when you tried to take another sip, swatting your arm playfully and pouting a little bit. “What did I do?”

“It’s what you didn’t do, Steve. Who comes to a wedding and doesn’t dance with their date at all?” You were still trying to steal his beer away as he held it out of your reach. “And now you won’t even share your drink? There’s no way I’m putting out now.”

He choked on his beer when you said that, trying to pass it off as a laugh while he looked at you to figure out if you were serious in any way, shape, or form.

“Well, shit, way to ruin my night, Y/N.” He drank the rest of his beer in one gulp and set down the bottle, taking your hand in his and pulling you after him towards the dance floor. “I think we can salvage it, though, c’mon.”

You laughed lightly when he gave you a twirl before pulling you close, pressing his chest to yours and beaming as he took one of your hands in his and wrapped the other around your waist. He sighed deeply when you gazed into his eyes, losing himself a little bit as the two of you swayed back and forth.

“Better?” He could’ve started purring when you ran your arm up his shoulder until you could wind your fingers through the hair at the back of his head.

“Yeah, you’re a good dancer.” You tucked your head into his shoulder and he couldn’t stop himself from smelling your hair.

“You too.” He spun you a little and goddamn it, that breathless giggle was doing things to him. “What d’you think, want me to dip you?”

“What?” He didn’t wait for you to answer before bending the two of you over, chuckling at the thrilled cackle you let out before he was drawing you back up fast. “Ok, maybe you will get lucky.”

The two of you danced through the next few songs until the DJ called that the night was over and it was time to send off the happy couple. You made your way back to the car once they had taken off, Steve holding your door for you again like a fucking peach. The ride home was filled with comfortable silence, your gaze shifting over to Steve occasionally.

“I had a great time, Steve.” You gave him a small smile while he walked you to your front door. “You wanna come in for a drink?”

Oh god, he wanted to. He didn’t think he’d ever really spent time with you when Sarah wasn’t around, and all he wanted was to follow you inside and eat you out until you screamed his name.

“I should really turn in.” He hated himself. “Thank you again, you really are the best.”

“I know.” You smoothed your hand over his chest and gave him a wink before moving to unlock your door. “Don’t worry, I’ll come up with some way for you to show me just how thankful you are.”

You gave him a peck on the cheek before heading inside, sighing when you closed it behind you and giving your dog an exasperated look when she came trotting to greet you. Guess it was gonna be another long night with your vibrator.

There was a pounding on the door and you turned around with a small frown, opening your mouth in surprise when Steve was standing there looking a little strung out.

“Ste…”

He didn’t give you a chance to finish your thought before his lips were on yours, walking you back into the house and slamming the door behind you before his hands were digging into your ass. You wound your fingers through his hair and let him basically manhandle you into your kitchen, trying not to trip over your own feet until he had you pinned against your counter.

“I, mmph, thought of a way to say thank you.” He moaned when you nibbled on his bottom lip.

“Much better than what I would’ve come up with.” You tilted your head back to let him suck a bruise against your throat while he dragged your dress off over your head.

“Jesus Christ.” He groaned when he got a good look at you. He had been right, there was so much more art under your dress. His movements slowed when he moved to draw your panties down your legs, the colorful bouquet of flowers that covered your hips and the insides of your thighs making his cock twitch. “Honey, you’re fucking beautiful.”

“Steve…” he cut you off with his lips again, stealing your breath before he started moving his lips down your torso. “You gonna let me talk at all, Rogers?”

“Not unless you're begging me.” He winked at you before kissing over the jut of your hip, tracing his fingers over your thigh until he could hook them under your knee and hook it over his shoulder.

The way his shoulders were placed between your thighs had you spread wide open for him, a low growl vibrating his chest at the sight of your throbbing cunt filling his vision. He took a breath to appreciate the view, dragging his thumb over the cut of you slowly until it was slippery with your arousal when he swirled it around your clit, making you moan as you arched towards his face.

As soon as he flicked his tongue out to taste you, he was lost, practically whining against you as he lapped up every drop of slick that was leaking out of you before pressing soft kisses over your puffy lips. When his lips met your clit you could have passed out, your whole body arching off the counter as you let out a sharp gasp.

“Oh god, Steve.” Your fingers scrabbled over the countertop when he laved his tongue over your swollen bud, pressing it flat and massaging you slowly until you gave him another one of those beautiful fluttering moans. “God, that’s so fucking good.”

He just hummed in agreement, shaking his head to force his face deeper before he was thrusting his tongue inside you and curling it against your soft walls. You couldn’t take it when he started fucking you with the thick muscle, your hips rolling into his face and your hands reaching down to wind through his hair and keep him close while you wrapped your legs around his neck.

Steve tried to look up at you through his lashes, but the way your back was violently arching was hiding your face from him. At least until he rose to his feet, keeping his arms wrapped around your thighs so your hips came with him and making you yelp at the change in position.

His lips wrapped around your clit and you keened, especially when he moaned into your pussy once he was finally able to watch how fucked out your face looked. Your toes curled as your core started tightening, warmth spreading through your body as you moaned desperately.

“Steve… oh fuck, Steve, I’m gonna come.” Your whole body tensed up before you were vibrating with your release, soaking Steve’s chin and flooding his mouth with the sweet taste of you while you sobbed with pleasure.

He set you down gently before crawling up your body and pressing his lips to yours, sighing deeply when you wrapped your arms around his neck and returned the kiss. You purred when he wrapped you around him and stood up, his tongue still stroking yours while he curled a hand around the back of your head.

“Gotta say Rogers,” you grinned when he released you, licking your lips as he gazed into your eyes. “Took you long enough, but once you move, you move fast.”

“Fuck, I swear I wanted to take my time, but damn.” He was finally starting to catch his breath. “Once I got a taste, I couldn’t stop myself.”

“So you’re telling me if you had your way you’d have buttered me up first?” You sighed when he lifted you and started to carry you towards the bedroom. “What would that be like?”

“Oh, I’m gonna fucking show you.” He kicked the door to your room open and set you on the bed, cupping your cheek gently as he straddled you. “‘Cause you deserve those sweet slow kisses that are gonna have you melting into the bed and begging me to fuck you.”

“That so?” You dipped your hands between the two of you to start undoing his belt.

“Mmhm.” He ran his thumb over your bottom lip and purred when you nipped at it. “I believe in long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days.”

“Fuck m…” You couldn’t even be mad when he cut you off again, his tongue dipping between your lips and curling against yours slowly.

You were completely fucked. Time lost all meaning while his lips were on yours, pulling at them gently with his teeth while he gently slid his tongue over yours. When he pulled away you sucked in oxygen you hadn’t even realized you were missing, keeping a hand around the back of his neck so he couldn’t go too far while you panted into his mouth.

“How was that?” His smirk was wicked as he ran his knuckle over the curve of your cheek.

“You’re a dangerous man, Steve Rogers.” Your brain finally reset and you went back to taking his clothes off.

“Oh, honey, you don’t even know.” He got his tie off and tossed it aside before helping you slide his shirt over his shoulders, making your breath hitch when you finally got a look at his bare torso.

“I fucking knew it.” You reached out to trace one of his hidden tattoos with your fingertips, grinning at the groan he gave you when you leaned forward to brush your lips over the large one on his chest. “What else you been hiding from me, Steven?”

“Just a couple things.” He groaned when you dragged your tongue over his nipple, your fingers working quickly to undo his fly. “Nothing too big.”

“Oh, I dunno, it feels pretty big to me.” You grinned when you palmed his cock, dragging his slacks and boxer briefs down his thick thighs. “Oh, Jesus fuck.”

As soon as you set eyes on his cock your brain broke. He was so fucking long and thick you weren’t totally sure it was going to fit, the perfect pretty pink tip begging for you to suck on it. And to top it all off…

“Steve… Steve? Steve, baby.” He was grinning at your babbling as you reached out to brush your fingers over him. “Honey, you’re fucking pierced.”

“Gotta say, this is one of the more pleasant freak outs this thing has caused.” He moaned when you dragged your thumb over the silver ring that ran through his tip.

“Get that thing inside me, now.” You hissed at him through clenched teeth, grabbing the back of his neck and yanking his face to yours as you dragged him on top of you. “I fucking need it.”

“Yeah, pretty girl?” He growled into your mouth when you wrapped your legs around his waist, lining himself up and plucking at your lips with his teeth. “I’ve got you. Ah… shit.”

As soon as he slid inside you he almost collapsed, burying his face in your neck and winding his arms around your shoulders as he slowly eased into you. The stretch was driving you crazy, your pussy already starting to flutter as his piercing rubbed over your slick walls. He gave a small testing thrust and both of you moaned, your bodies molding together as he started rocking his hips into yours.

It only took a few more shoves of his hips before he was sheathed to the hilt, grinding against your clit and groaning at the snug, wet heat of your cunt flexing around him. Your tiny gasp when he started fucking into you made him growl, wanting nothing more than to draw more of those beautiful noises out of you.

“Fuck, Steve.” You rolled your body underneath him when he nudged against your cervix, whining when you felt his lips suck a bruise against your throat. “Oh god, that’s so good.”

“Knew this cunt was gonna be sweet for me, goddamn.” He ran his nose up the side of your neck until he could nibble on your ear, giving a small circle of his hips and making you keen. “C’mon, honey, wanna feel this pretty pussy strangle my cock.”

“That mouth of yours is something else, Steve.” You purred at the feeling of the smooth metal of his piercing gliding over your soft walls at a rough pace, digging your fingers into his shoulders. “Jesus, right there.”

“That’s it, give it to me.” His breathing was getting heavy as he sped up, grunting into your neck with each thrust and grinding against your clit. “God, so fucking tight.”

He barely changed the angle and you lost it, arching off the bed and wailing as you fluttered wildly around him. Aftershocks were still coursing through your system when you collapsed back into the mattress, his cock still punching into you vigorously as he watched you writhing with bliss underneath him.

There was no warning when he pulled out of you suddenly and manhandled you until you were laying on your stomach, making you scream when he thrust back into you with a deep growl. Your breath was forced out of your lungs when he started rutting into you like an animal, hitting you so hard and deep he was pushing the two of you up the bed a few inches at a time with each shove of his hips.

The change in position was so fucking good you were crying, soaking the sheets with your tears and drool as his piercing slid over every spot you needed it to until you were seeing stars. His fingers were drawing bruises on your hips as he pulled you back onto his cock with each punch of his hips, grunting lewdly as he watched your ass bounce each time he slammed into it.

You whimpered when he wrapped a hand in your hair and curled over your back, yanking your head up so he could scrape his teeth over the arch of your cheek while you gave him more of those pretty little moans. His other hand curled loosely around your throat and your eyes rolled back in your head, rolling your ass back into him desperately as he did his best to draw another one out of you.

“You’re doing so good for me, pretty girl.” He flicked his tongue along the corner of your mouth, nuzzling your cheek and purring when you clenched around him. “Gimme one more, gorgeous. Then I’m gonna a make a fucking mess of that perfect cunt.”

“Jesus fucking Christ.” You moaned at the filthy promise, arching your back until his chest was pressed right against your back. “Steve, please.”

“You want it, sweetheart?” He nipped at the curve of your jaw and ground into you. “Don’t worry, gonna fill you up and fuck it into you so hard, I’m gonna be dripping out of you for the next week.”

All you could do was scream when you felt the ring his that deep spot that made your toes curl, your release gushing out of you and soaking him while trying to find something to grab into as your whole body shook with pleasure. Your pussy clamped around him so hard he couldn’t move anymore, muttering a soft fuck into your neck as his spilled his cum deep inside you.

Steve collapsed on top of you when he was spent, curling his body around yours and nuzzling into your hair while you both worked at catching your breath. You turned your head so you could peek at him over your shoulder, smiling softly when he pressed a gentle kiss to your cheek and rolled until he was spooning you.

“Shit, Steve.” He was still inside you as he brushed his lips over the curve of your neck and sank into your mattress. “If this is how you end a fake date, what are you gonna do when you take me out for real?”

#natalie writes #1k sweethearts diner writing challenge #steve rogers #steve rogers x female reader #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers x you #chris evans #chris evans character #eighteen and over #eighteen plus #fluff #steve rogers fluff #sav’s 1k writing challenge

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bucksfucks · 3 years ago

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backseat of his car

summary: being a teacher means you encounter many dilf’s.

pairing: dilf!bucky x f!teacher!reader

word count: 4,094 words

warnings: undefined age-gap [bucky is older], mention of cheating [reader’s ex], mention of anxiety + nervousness, pet-names [sweetheart & plum], THERE IS NO DADDY KINK [but the word is used/mentioned], sexual tension, food mention [pizza], metal arm kink, praise kink, size kink, ruined kink, crying kink [dacryphilia], car sex, unprotected sex, fingering, oral [bucky goes down on reader], hair pulling kink [for bucky], edging, lots of teasing — 18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

notes: who doesn’t love a dilf?? dividers by @firefly-graphics <<3

You used to love grocery shopping.

It was at the small, locally owned supermarket right in the middle of town of your cute, cozy town.

You knew where everything was, having a routine. First the fresh produce, then your breads, moving onto dairy and lastly snacks and frozen foods.

You also missed Martha, the sweet, 60 year old cashier that asked about your day and weekend plans.

She always gave you a discount on Sunday’s, putting her index finger over her lips as she gave you a wink while you thanked her.

Her granddaughter was in your class, well, you were a substitute teacher for her granddaughter’s class and she absolutely adored you.

But now, you were thrust into a new, larger than you could wrap your head around city as you struggled to find the damn ranch.

God, nothing made sense. Why would you put the produce in the middle of the grocery store? It didn’t make any logical sense as you muttered something under your breath before taking a deep breath and craning your neck to read the sign above you.

Aisle 7: useless, useless, useles ah, there it was, salad dressing.

It had to be there, there was no way it could be hiding anywhere else.

You may have been a little too wrapped up in your own little world, eyes trained on the small bottle of ranch as you heard the sound of metal clashing against metal.

Your head shot in the direction of the disturbance and oh no.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!”

The words left your mouth at lightning speed, spilling apology after apology at the stranger who quickly turned around with a warm smile on his face.

“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart.” He chuckled, a wave of relief washing over you as your anxiety settled: he wasn’t mad or angry or upset.

You shook your head. “I was so focused on finding the ranch, I-I totally didn’t see you there.”

He cocked his head to the direction of where the various salad dressings sat.

“Oh you don’t want that one, this one’s much better.

He grabbed for the one right beside, a brand you weren’t familiar with and extended his arm.

That’s when you caught a glimpse of it, realizing it was a prosthetic of sorts that shined under the unflattering fluorescent supermarket lights. It was black with little gold detailing and truly beautiful.

You grabbed the bottle gently, reading the label.

“So if I hate it, I know who to blame,” you joked, getting him to crack a smile.

“Bucky,” he offered the same hand for you to shake as you did so.

That’s also when you could take a better look at him. He was older than you, you didn’t know how much, but older. Blue eyes paired with dark tufts of brunet hair, mixed with grey’s that littered and peppered his head. Along with slightly rosy cheeks from the late summer heat.

He was cute. He was hot. You wanted to know more about the handsome stranger in the salad dressing aisle of the grocery store.

“I will take full responsibility if you hate it, but that won’t happen.” He replied confidently as you raised your eyebrows.

“Careful, you’re setting the bar really high for me.”

He shrugged his shoulders, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Keep your standards high, sweetheart.” He winked and you had to duck your head because wow, that was smooth.

The silence started getting awkward before someone loudly cleared their throat and motioned at the fact you and Bucky were blocking the aisle as you quickly cleared it.

“I guess that’s our sign,” he joked.

“I’ll see you around,” he dropped his right eye in a wink and all you wanted was to hear him say your name just a little bit more.

You didn’t have time to think about Bucky for longer than a few days. Though, you often hoped to bump into him again.

Stressing about teaching your first year ever was the only thing circulating in your mind.

And today was the first day.

You were sitting in the classroom, double, triple, quadruple checking everything as you paced the classroom looking up at the clock every 30 seconds; you counted.

Everything had to be perfect. First impressions were everything and you didn’t want any of the parents to have a reason not to like you.

Hell, you were terrified of any of the kids not liking you, they were first graders, they shouldn’t be terrifying.

Yet here you were, shaking in your skin as you heard the familiar footsteps accompanied by much heavier adult ones.

It was go-time.

After the first couple of parents you felt like yourself again, greeting everyone and pointing towards their own individual cubbies before the chaos ensued and you barely had time to keep track of who was flying into your classroom.

It all seemed to be settling down before...

“I’m so sorry we’re late, but someone refused to eat their banana’s because they weren’t cut perfectly even.”

A familiar voice rang out from behind you.

“Dad! You just don’t get it!” A smaller, younger voice argued back playfully as you spun on your heels and there Bucky was, holding a pretty pink backpack in one hand with who you presumed to be his daughter by his feet.

“Oh hey, how was the ranch?” He asked nonchalantly, smiling as he stepped closer to you.

“It was, uhm, it was great,” you were caught off guard, but you had to remember where you were and who surrounded you.

“See, I told ya’,” he smiled, keeping it professional.

“Well, this is Luna, Luna, this is your new teacher. She’s very nice and she even likes the same ranch as you!” He cheered, watching her face light up as she ran into your legs and hugged you.

You forgot kids did that.

“Oh my—Luna,” he softly scolded her. “You gotta ask before you touch, remember?”

You chuckled, “it’s alright, really. But those are some good rules that your dad has.” You told her in a sweet, but matter-of-fact tone of voice as she nodded her head.

Then she was off, spotting a friend as Bucky turned back to you, “I’m sorry, she’s just super excited about the first day of school.”

It was endearing, most kids hated it, not wanting to leave their parents side.

You shook your head, “that’s great to hear, honestly. I think I’m more nervous than the kids.”

He furrowed his brows, squeezing your shoulders, “there’s nothing to worry about, sweetheart.”

That damn nickname sent a whirlwind of butterflies roaring through your stomach, reminding yourself to stay professional.

You couldn’t answer him, getting caught up in the questions of other parents are you slowly lost sight of Bucky.

You had no choice but to take a deep breath before getting on with the rest of your first day.

Luckily for you, the end of the day came faster than you thought it would and soon enough your classroom emptied until it was just you and Luna.

She seemed pretty content, though. Sitting on the mats reading a book before her head shot up at the heavy sounding boots on the floors.

“Daddy!” She squealed, jumping right into his arms as he crossed the threshold of the classroom and laughed as he caught her.

“Hey princess! I’m sorry I was late, but how about we stop for some ice cream on the way home?” He suggested and she cheered, running to pack her things.

He looked at you, a sympathetic smile on his lips.

“Don’t even try to apologize, you’re 15 minutes late,” you beat him to saying anything and he ducked his head, laughing.

“It won’t happen again, I promise.” He said, sticking a pinky out as you looked at him slightly confused.

He rolled his eyes playfully, “oh c’mon, this is the only way to swear.”

You chortled lightly, wrapping your pinky around his, “there, now it’s sealed.”

He smiled, both your hands dropping to your sides as his eyes met the small sign up sheet that hug on your small announcement board.

“What’s this?” He asked, stepping closer.

“Oh, it’s just a sign up sheet if parents wanted to lend a helping hand for any of the activities planned for the year.”

“It’s not mandatory,” you added, seeing the look on Bucky’s face.

“Are there any spots left?” Meeting your eyes as you scanned over the list, seeing that all of the spots, had in fact, been taken.

“Oh, it uh, actually looks like there aren’t,” you said, surprised yourself as you met his eyes again.

He was smiling, grabbing a marker from one of the group of desks you had made the craft section before he was kneeling and scribbling something.

“There.” He said proudly, “now there’s a new, and very important may I add, spot that I can fill.”

Designated Chair Stacker - Bucky Barnes

You laughed, shaking your head, “very important.”

And it was, your mind flashed back to all the chairs you were forced to stack after assemblies, parent-teacher nights, show and tell’s, and yeah. It was the worst, and Bucky was now offering his help—you weren’t going to refuse it.

“Thank you, Bucky. Really, you didn’t have to take on that responsibility,” you say as he just shrugs his shoulders.

“It’s really just so I can show this baby off.”

He raised his prosthetic into the light, smiling as you looked at it, once again getting interrupted by Luna hurling herself towards Bucky and hanging off of his arm.

“You ready to go home, munchkin?” He laughed, going to grab her bags and truly, pack for her because she had gotten distracted by anything and everything.

“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said, looking down at his daughter, “bye, Miss!” She squealed, waving her hand at you as you waved back, watching her and Bucky leave the room as you felt a smile etched onto your face

Then it really hit you, Bucky was a parent of one of your students which means the crush you had slowly developed on him was hideously inappropriate.

The days turned into weeks, and weeks in months and suddenly the school year was nearly over.

You really couldn’t believe it, you didn’t want to believe that time was flying by that fast.

But here you were, moving chairs around the classroom in preparation for the parent-teacher night that was starting...shit, you looked at the clock, it was starting now.

Trickling in one by one, with their children, the parents came, stayed, chatted, and left.

Everything was going smoothly as the night dwindled away and all you wanted was to go home, get in your baggiest and comfiest sweatpants and order a pizza before falling asleep watching The Office.

“You expecting anymore visitors?” Bucky’s voice rang out as you saw him leaning against the doorway.

“What’re you doing here still?” You asked, shaking your head as you looked at the clock.

He pushed off the doorway, walking into the room to stand in front of you before motioning to all the scattered chairs still out, “they call my name.”

You laughed, shaking your head at how seriously he’s taken his roll, but you’re truly grateful because you don’t think you’d physically recover from stacking thirty chairs.

He got to work quickly, watching him as he picked them up with ease and you thought that his metal appendage must have some...advantages.

Advantages that were completely inappropriate to think about, but when he looked so good stacking chairs—biceps bulging in the one-size-too-small black shirt he was wearing, well it was hard not to let your mind wander.

“And just like that,” he beamed, “s’all done.”

It took him 15 minutes to get them all stacked and neatly lined up in the corner, “wow.”

“Impressive, I know,” he joked, shaking his head and there was a flirty nature surrounding the two of you.

You were glad it wasn’t awkward, but, you were never sure of how genuine it was because you were his daughter’s teacher.

“Thanks again, Buck,” the nickname often slipped into your daily vernacular around him as he smiled.

“The pleasure’s all mine.”

He made your insides turn to mush, a feeling that you haven’t had in years, swearing off all relationships after your ex-almost-husband decided it would be a fantastic idea to cheat on you in your shared house.

“You on your way out?” He asked as you picked up your bags, double checking that everything was in place to be left alone for the weekend before nodding your head.

“Yup.”

“You like pizza?”

His question catches you off-guard, “uhm, yeah?”

He smirks, “awesome, I’ll drive,” he’s got his keys in his hands, walking backwards out of the classroom with a smile on his face as he watches the smile that tugs on your lips.

“Oh c’mon, I know the best pizza place ‘round town,” he chuckles as you’re walking through the now empty and darkened hallways of the school.

You walk through the front doors of the school and into the cool, early spring night air as you take a deep breath.

“The best? You really do have a habit of setting these high standards,” you joke as he throws his heavy arm around your shoulders and you feel like you’re back in high school with how nervous you get.

“What did I say, plum? Your standards gotta be high,” you shake your head, letting him lead you to his car; a 1967 Mustang.

But you still can’t get over the pet-name he’s given you, more intimate that sweetheart.

“You’ve been here for what? Over six months? When’s the last time you went out and did somethin’ for you?” Bucky asks, tone becoming more serious as you sigh.

“Okay, okay, okay, you caught me,” you laugh, raising your hands in mock defeat as Bucky rounds the car and opens the passenger side door for you.

“Nothing says self care like pizza,” he chuckles, sliding into the drivers side before the engine roars to life and you can feel the muscle of the car from the way your seat vibrates under you.

Bucky takes to the streets, stopping at stop signs and red lights where he would look over at you as you shared the many memories and stories you had as he just listened.

When you grabbed the pizza—with extra cheese—Bucky drives out to the town’s lookout. With the windows down and the radio playing faintly in the background, you both eat in between fits of laughter and giggles.

“Well? Is it the best pizza ever?” Bucky asks, raising an eyebrow at you quizzically as you hum, pretending like you’re thinking over your answer.

“It’s alright,” you reply, biting back a smile as Bucky rolls his eyes playfully.

“I’ll let that one slide. But only because you’re cute.”

Your breath hitches, getting caught in your throat at his words and you’re shaking your head.

You didn’t have anything to say, couldn’t find the words as you looked back up at Bucky who was looking right back at you.

He furrows his eyebrows, “hang on, you’ve got a lil’…” he leans over to swipe his thumb over your bottom lip to collect whatever was there.

“Did you get it?” You whisper, noticing just how close he was now.

His lip twitches, “not yet, think I’ve gotta get a lil’ closer,” he hums, lips brushing yours before he was kissing you.

And you kissed back, pressing your lips to his gently as he held your face in his hands.

When you pulled back you felt giddy, looking at him sheepishly.

“That was wrong.” You sigh as he cocks his head, “kissing a pretty girl, is wrong?”

You rolled your eyes playfully, shaking your head, “no, but kissing your daughter’s teacher might be.”

Truthfully, you weren’t sure, there must’ve been some sort of unspoken code but as you sat here, in Bucky’s car with his hand still cupping your face, you really didn’t care.

“Promise not to tell?” He smiles, holding out his pinky before you’re curling yours around it like you’ve done so before.

“Promise not to tell,” you whisper, echoing his words before his lips are back on yours.

He tasted like pizza, marinara sauce and cheese and yet it was the most romantic moment you’ve experienced so far.

The kiss deepened, a groan leaving Bucky’s lips.

“If you don’t wanna go further, stop me now, but fuck.” He whimpers, “wanna feel ya so fuckin’ bad, baby.”

You moan, long and high-pitched as your skin prickles with goosebumps from the way his hands are roaming your body.

“Don’t stop, whatever you do just please, don’t stop.”

That was all he needed before you were both tumbling into the small, slightly cramped backseat of his car.

You always knew that Bucky was bigger than you, that he was huge. But having him like this, having his body pinning you down, it really solidified the fact that he was large.

“You really have no idea how crazy you drive me,” he purrs, hot breath against your neck as his lips travel over your jawline.

His hands squeeze your hips, his own grinding and dragging over the fabric of your jeans and fuck, why did you decided to wear jeans today. Out of all days today had to be casual Friday.

“Didn’t think I’d ever feel like this again,” he murmurs over your skin, the scent of his cologne; oaky and rich, invading your senses as you let yourself relax into his touch.

“Then you come into my life?” It’s a rhetorical question, a statement of disbelief, as he lifts his head to meet your eyes and you can see the faint outline of his smirk.

“Not only do you make me feel young again, but you make my dick hard too?”

“Bucky,” you openly whimper, grabbing him by his neck to pull his lips back down to his and it gets messy, fast.

You’d like to think that your first time with someone should be romantic. That it shouldn’t happen at 11:30 on a Friday night after you’ve consumed an entire pizza in the backseat of a car.

But, maybe this is romance.

It’s the simple things in life; it’s the ten dollar pizza, it’s the soft touches, it’s the way your stomach flips at the thought of that person.

Your jeans are shrugged off, hanging somewhere around your ankles as Bucky’s shirt is torn off and you gasp.

“I know, I know, plum,” he groans. “I’m gonna take care of you, gonna give you what you need.”

It’s a soft promise as his metal fingers dance around the waistband of your panties before they’re slipping under the same time your hand wraps around his cock.

“Holy fu—” you’re at a loss for words as Bucky looks concerned, like he’s hurt you or overstepped a boundary.

“How’re, uh, are you gonna...fit?” You squeak out as Bucky blows a breath of air in relief.

“We’ll make it fit,” he purrs, fingers focusing on the sensitive bundle of nerves that he’s found in expert time and you throw your head back, “fuck.”

You don’t mean to sound desperate, but you are. You’re desperate because you can’t remember the last time a man paid any attention to you.

His touches are teasing, giving you what you need before pulling back and leaving you on the edge all while you continue to messily stroke him.

“You’re concerned about me fitting, sweetheart,” he hums. “But you’re soaking my fingers and backseat.”

A shudder rolls over your spine, feeling two thick fingers dip into your entrance, “I think you’ve just got a greedy little cunt.”

His voice is thick and low as he rasps in your ear, fingers curled deep inside of you, just coaxing moans as your fingers dig into his speckled skin; leaving those little crescent marks that remind you of the moon.

The cool fabric of the leather seats aren’t enough to cool your skin, the car suddenly a million and one degrees hotter than it was just minutes ago as you pry your eyes open.

Bucky’s eyes are trained on you, tongue darting out at the side of his mouth, “you look so pretty under me like this, plum.”

Oh how you hate how good he is with words, fingers stilling inside of you, “too good not to eat.”

You’re not given a chance to respond before he’s able to position himself between your legs, tongue against your hot, aching core and your hands are flying to his hair as you tug.

“Fuck, do that again, plum. Felt s’good,” he moans against your pussy, eyes begging as you tug at his hair, bringing his face closer to you.

He moans, eating you out like a man who hasn’t seen food in days; sloppily and hungrily.

You’re dizzy, unable to breath and yet, he still doesn’t let you cum.

“No, no, no,” you’re trying to push him back down, “please,” you hiccup, on the verge of tears from how fucking badly you need to come.

You don’t even realize you’re crying until you feel cold fingers swiping at your cheeks, “don’t cry, plum.” He cooes, kissing the tip of your nose as he lies you back down on the seat.

“Need you,” is all you manage to choke out, “I know, sweetheart, I know you need it,” he hushes you.

You feel him at your entrance, slowly pushing into you and you gasp because yes, yes, yes. Finally!

“You look so pretty when you cry. So fuckin’ desperate and ruined, yet I haven’t even fucked you,” he growls, bottoming out and it fills you more than anyone ever has.

It leaves you wincing as you adjust to the intrusion.

“Don’t move, it’ll only make it worse,” he shushes, softly massaging your pelvis while pressing kisses to your face as you relax.

“That’s a good girl, just relax,” his voice is low, reeling at the way it rumbles through his chest that’s nearly pressed flush against yours in the tight space.

“Feels good, doesn’t it?” He purrs, “havin’ my cock buried s’deep that I can feel me right...”

He moves a heavy palm over your lower belly, “here.”

When he adds pressure, you absolutely lose it, squirming under him as your toes curl. The feeling of him so deep, so fucking deep that he can feel himself practically in your guts, leaves you trembling.

“Gonna let me fuck you now? Have you coming over my cock and makin’ a mess on my backseat?” He taunts, slowly rocking his hips against yours, his pubic bone brushing over your clit sends jolts of electricity through your limbs.

The car squeaks when he thrusts into you, suspension working in overtime as he has to use the doors edge as a makeshift headboard to keep himself steady.

You know that the car is shaking and if anyone was to come across it, you’d be fucked.

“Oh, fuck. Yeah, that’s my girl, looking so pretty taking my cock,” he groans, the angle you’re forced into due to the size of the backseat makes it so he’s hitting your sweet spot.

And you know it won’t be much longer.

He’s had you on the edge for far too long and he feels far too good.

“C’mon plum, don’t hold back for me.” He pants, eyebrows knit tightly and the sound of Bucky whimpering and whining from how good you feel causes that tight coil to snap.

You take him with you, his arms giving way before he has just enough time to catch himself right over you as your lips and moans mesh together.

Messy. There’s no other work to describe it other than messy.

But it’s also perfect.

The cool night breeze is a relief through the opened front windows as Bucky’s ragged breathing fans over your face.

“Wow.”

It’s said in unison, giggles leaving parted, swollen lips before you’re both struggling to re-dress yourself. Your panties beyond ruined, but you don’t care.

When you’re both in the front seat, sitting facing each other trying to keep the smiles off your faces you just can’t.

Because Bucky grabs your face, pressing a wet kiss to your lips, “I think I wanna keep doing this with you, don’t think I’ll ever wanna stop.”

Yeah, something about older men, something about Bucky. You didn’t know what was going to happen, all you knew is that you were around for the journey.

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pinkiebieberpie · 3 years ago

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bucky barnes moodboards part 1

if you have any ideas, let me know!! ♡ (both sfw and nsfw are fine!)

you can also join my moodboards random prompt game 🤍

roommate aus:

roommate!bucky

roommate!bucky vol. 2

roommate!bucky vol. 3

roommate!bucky vol. 4

roommate!bucky vol. 5

roommate!bucky vol. 6

neighbour aus:

neighbour!bucky

neighbour!bucky vol. 2

neighbour!bucky vol. 3

neighbour!bucky vol. 4

dilf!neighbour!bucky

dilf!neighbour!bucky vol. 2

dilf!neighbour!bucky vol. 3

lawyer!neighbour!bucky

boyfriend/ex-boyfriend aus:

boyfriend!bucky

boyfriend!bucky vol. 2

boyfriend!bucky vol. 3

boyfriend!bucky vol. 4

boyfriend!bucky vol. 5

boyfriend!bucky vol. 6

boyfriend!bucky vol. 7

boyfriend!bucky vol. 8

boyfriend!bucky vol. 9

boyfriend!bucky vol. 10

boyfriend!bucky vol. 11

boyfriend!bucky vol. 12

boyfriend!bucky vol. 13

birthday boy boyfriend!bucky

private school x rich boyfriend!bucky

ex!bucky

ex!bucky vol. 2

ex!bucky vol. 3 (lyric mb)

dating bucky barnes day vs night

dating bucky barnes

college/fuckboy aus:

college!bucky

college!bucky vol. 2

college!boyfriend!bucky

college!roommate!bucky

academic rivals to lovers with bucky barnes

fuckboy!college!bucky

fuckboy!bucky

fuckboy!bucky vol. 2

friends with benefits with bucky barnes

professor/teacher aus:

professor!bucky

professor!bucky vol. 2

professor!bucky vol. 3

professor!bucky vol. 4

professor!bucky vol. 5

professor!dbf!bucky

dark magic professor!bucky

dark magic professor!bucky vol. 2

art professor!bucky

teacher!bucky

art professor!bucky x art uni student!reader

history professor!bucky x literature professor!reader

dad's best friend aus:

dbf!bucky

dbf!bucky vol. 2

dbf!bucky vol. 3

dbf!bucky vol. 4

dbf!bucky vol. 5

dbf!bucky vol. 6

dbf!bucky vol. 7

dbf!bucky vol. 8

dbf!bucky vol. 9

dbf!bucky vol. 10

dbf!ceo!bucky

dbf!dilf!bucky

dbf!professor!bucky

dilf/single dad/dad aus:

dilf!bucky

exhusband!dilf!bucky

dilf!mechanic!bucky

dilf!mechanic!bucky vol. 2

soccer dad!dilf!bucky

family with dad!bucky

single dad!bucky

single dad!bucky x teacher!reader

best friend's brother/brother's best friend aus:

bestfriendsbrother!bucky

professor!bestfriendsbrother!bucky

bestfriendsbrother!drummer!bucky

innocent virgin friend's brother!bucky

brothersbestfriend!bucky

brothersbestfriend!bucky vol. 2

personal trainer/boxer aus:

personal trainer!bucky

personal trainer!bucky vol. 2

boxer!bucky

fiancé/groom/husband aus:

fiancé!bucky

groom!bucky

husband!bucky

husband!bucky vol. 2

husband!bucky vol. 3

husband!bucky vol. 4

B.B. MOODBOARDS PART TWO.

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sunshinebuckybarnes · 3 years ago

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Here we are besties, we made it through March! As always please check individual warnings for each fic. You are responsible for your own media consumption. This blog, and the majority tagged, are 18+ only and most of these fics contain adult themes.

I am constantly blown away by the talent on this site, if I could give each of you a kiss I would 💕

*part of a series

Steve Rogers ✨

Shock and awe by @buckys-darling

Steve Rogers x Reader

Salvation by @wayward-blonde

dark!Steve Rogers x reader

*Champagne problems by @the-iceni-bitch

dilf!Steve Rogers x tattoo artist!fem reader

Sweet spot by @ltbarnes

Steve Rogers x fem!reader

Love can only hurt like this by @maladaptivexxdaydreaming

Steve Rogers x reader

Concentrated sunlight / in bloom by @whisperlullaby

Florist!Steve x Reader

Mafia dilf steve by @angrythingstarlight

Mafia Dilf Steve x Bratty Reader

*It's new, it's you by @barnesafterglow

dilf!steve rogers x teacher!reader

*His inheritance by @jtargaryen18

Mobster Steve Rogers x Mobster daughter reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Summer daze by @ambrosiase

ari levinson x fat/curvy!fem!reader

This is for us by @barnesafterglow

camboy!ari levinson x fem!reader

Drown in you by @angrythingstarlight

DBF!Ari x Reader

Ruin the friendship by @jamalflanagan

Best Friend!Ari Levinson x woc!reader

Andy Barber ✨

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mysecretlittlelibrary · 2 years ago

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A Flower's Father

Pairing: Dilf!Bucky Barnes x Teacher!Reader

Word Count: 5.2k

Warnings: none this is so beautifully fluffy

Genre: fluff- just fluff

Summary: Bucky's daughter has some thoughts on his social life and thinks her teacher can help

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You're humming along softly to the music coming from your laptop as you straighten up the front of your classroom.

"Oh miss y/l/n!" You hear the bright voice of the last student in your class.

"Oh miss Liiiiily!" You spin around to face her as you reply in the same sing-song voice she used to call you. The young girl in your third grade class has wavy brown hair and bright green eyes, her face is littered with freckles and there's a small gap between her two front teeth.

"I finished putting away the books by the reading circle, and I pushed all the chairs and I put back the markers by-"

"Woah there- correct me if I'm wrong sunshine but I do believe I only asked you to clean up the reading circle."

"You did but then I saw more stuff I could do so I did that too- is there anything else I can help with?" She blinks up at you, smiling brightly.

"You have done more than enough for today Lily, you're an exceptional little helper. Thank you." You finally stand up straight when you notice shifting by the door. In the doorway stands a tall man with a leather jacket and gloves on. It's not nearly that cold yet and you subtly step forward to put yourself between the stranger and your student. "Hello, can I help you with something?" You ask. He blinks at you and gestures towards Lily who finally goes-

"Daddy!" She yells hopping in place.

"Oh! You must be Mr. Barnes then. I'm y/n- I don't believe you were at parents' night."

"Daddy doesn't like talking to people- except me and uncle Stevie and uncle Sam." Lily tells you. "Daddy this is my favoritest most bestest teacher ever." She tells him.

"Has anyone ever told you that you are sweeter than sugar little miss Lily?" You ask her with a smile.

"You do!" She giggles.

"Well at least someone says it." You wink.

"See daddy isn't she great?" She looks at him. You clear your throat.

"Lily why don't you go grab your backpack so daddy can take you home and I'll see you in the morning okay?" You ask bending to do your short secret handshake with her. Low five, high five, back hand, back hand, fist bump. She runs over to her cubby and grabs her bag before running over to her dad.

"Bye miss y/l/n! See you tomorrow!" She calls as her dad grabs her hand. You wave back smiling at her as they leave without her dad saying anything. You frown a little at the interaction. He seems to be his daughter's total opposite. While she's talkative and friendly he's quiet- probably awkward around new people. No wonder he's never come in to pick her up before today.

Meanwhile Bucky spent the entire interaction absolutely losing his mind. He finally met the teacher that made his little girl excited for school every day and he couldn't utter two words to you! Nothing he wanted to say felt right, and before he could even finish processing his options his ever talkative daughter had managed to brand him a socially inept loner with only two friends.

As you're finishing up the last of your lesson the final bell for the day rings.

"Oop- alright everybody pack up, gather your things! Make sure to write down the homework before you leave! Oh! Remember to-" you stop for a second when you hear a knock on the door frame. You glance back to see a large blond man. "Uh remember to bring your workbooks tomorrow!" You finish and turn your attention back to the man. "Hi, sorry, how can I help you?" You ask smiling at him.

"Oh don't worry about it. I'm just here to pick up Lily." The man tells you.

"Lily? Sorry- uh can I get your name?" You ask.

"Sure! Steve- Steve Rogers."

"Alright, if you'll just give me a second- I have to check that you're authorized to pick her up since you're not her father, Mr. Barnes or Mr. Wilson who I believe gets her most days."

"Mr. Barnes? You mean Bucky? Man, it's been a while since I heard anyone call him Mr. Barnes." Steve chuckles, following you to your desk where you check who is on file to pick up Lily.

"Does he not go by Mr. Barnes? He didn't correct me when I met him before- oh geez. I hope that didn't bother him. I wish he'd said something if he wasn't comfortable with that." You frown. Your frown deepens when Steve laughs.

"No wonder Lily likes you so much." Steve muses.

"I'm sorry?" You tilt your head at him.

"Lily talks about you a lot. You're even sweeter than she says is all." He shrugs. You flip through your cabinet as you respond to him.

"Ah- Lily's a wonderful girl. Anyway your name is here so- you're good to take her home. Thank you for understanding all the protocol." You smile at him.

"Hey I get it. I think it's great that you check these things. It makes me feel good knowing my niece's school takes her safety seriously. I know it makes Bucky feel better too." Steve nods. You quickly grab something on your desk and hold it out to him.

"Oh can you- pass this off to Mr. Barnes? The third and fourth graders are going on a trip to the zoo and each class needs two parent volunteers." You explain.

"And you want Buck to volunteer?" Steve asks with a curious smile.

"Lily wants him to! Actually she kind of insisted I at least ask." You say. Steve leans down to look at Lily who's standing next to him.

"What are you plotting little flower?" Steve asks her.

"Nothing. I just wanna go to the zoo." Lily shrugs innocently. Steve stands to his full height.

"He doesn't have to chaperone if he really doesn't want to as long as he lets me know soon enough to ask someone else." You add.

"I'll pass on the message." Steve says.

"Thank you, have a good day. I'll see you on Monday Lily." You say waving at them both as Steve walks Lily out of your classroom.

"Chaperoning?" Bucky deadpans looking from Steve to his daughter.

"Apparently Lily insisted her teacher at least ask." Steve says smiling as he leans against his hand on the island.

"What are you up to Lily?" Bucky narrows his eyes suspiciously at his daughter.

"That's what I asked her." Steve says looking at her.

"Nothing! But you do totally need more friends dad." She shrugs.

"Oh do I? And I should be looking for those friends on your zoo field trip? You want me to be best friends with your teacher?" Bucky cocks an eyebrow.

"It doesn't have to be my teacher, there will be other adults. Parents, the other teachers- although if you pick a teacher mine is definitely the best." Lily says making Steve laugh in spite of himself.

"Lily- I don't need your help making friends okay." Bucky tells her.

"Tell that to your two person social circle." She shrugs as Steve can't hide the way his mouth drops open.

"Okay- that's enough of that. You're not hanging out with Sam anymore." Bucky scoffs.

"Fine but you're gonna need his help if you wanna get my teacher to like you. Uncle Stevie can't help you, he's just as bad as you are." Lily says skipping out of the kitchen.

"Now why am I getting attacked?" Steve blinks.

"Who said anything about trying to get your teacher to like me you rugrat?!" Bucky yells after her.

"Buck you crushin on Lil's teacher? I mean she's fine but- since when are you like that?" Sam chuckles strolling into the kitchen.

"You know me giving you a key for emergencies doesn't mean you can just bypass knocking when I'm home. And I'm not crushing on Lily's teacher." Bucky says.

"Lily told her teacher to ask Bucky to volunteer for a field trip." Steve says.

"She thinks I need to expand my social circle- a notion I'm sure she picked up from you." Bucky points at Sam.

"Hey if the shoe fits Cinderella- be back by midnight." Sam laughs.

"She also thinks you are going to help Bucky get Miss y/l/n to like him." Steve says.

"I've met the woman once I don't know where Lily got the idea that I'm trying to get her to like me. I mean you pick her up the most."

"Lily's a smart girl. I guess something in that one introduction told her something you didn't notice." Sam shrugs.

"That's ridiculous." Bucky rolls his eyes.

"Well- if you don't wanna volunteer I could get behind going." Sam jokes.

"Shut up. I'll go. But I'm going because Lily wants me to. Not because of her teacher."

"If you say so man." Sam chuckles.

You clap your hands from the center of the classroom to get the kids' attention as you walk to the front.

"Alright kids settle down- we're about to start loading the buses." You call out.

"Am I late? I- had to run back home and grab Lily's lunch." Bucky says slipping into the classroom.

"You made it just in time. We're about to get them on the buses. Mr. Barnes this is Alexander's mom Ms. Louis. Ms. Louis this is Mr. Barnes he's Lily's father." You introduce the two parents.

"Hello Ms. Louis." Bucky nods.

"Oh- please- call me Dalilah." Ms. Louis says with a slow drawl that you pretend not to notice as you suppress a chuckle.

"Uh- how can I help, Miss y/l/n?" Bucky turns his attention to you.

"Right now we have to get the kids lined up and outside so- oh here's an attendance sheet for the kids in my class." You say handing him a clipboard.

"Cool. Thanks."

"Everyone get in line so we can get on our bus." You put your hand up as you walk to the door for them to line up. Once everyone is in line you do a quick headcount before leaving the classroom with Bucky and Dalilah near the middle and end of the line respectively.

"Are we going to be the only class on the bus?" Bucky asks you as you load the students.

"Oh- no there's two third grade classes and two fourth grade classes with 20-25 students each so we'll be sharing the bus with the other third grade class." You explain.

"And at the zoo? How are we dividing the students?" He asks.

"We're just going to move as a class- that's why we needed 2 parents per class. 20 students and 1 teacher is a bit much." You say.

"Oh- that makes sense, yeah." Bucky nods.

"Mr. Barnes- you should sit beside me on the bus." Ms. Louis says not so subtly placing her hand on his shoulder and you once again have to stifle a laugh.

"Uh- sorry I have to talk to Miss y/l/n about one of Lily's tests. It would probably be easier if I sat with her." Bucky says awkwardly, sliding away from Ms. Louis.

"Maybe on the way back then?" She bats her lashes at him as you slip away to get on the bus behind the last of your kids.

"Uh maybe." Bucky says scrambling onto the bus and into the seat you're standing next to.

"Make room kids, Miss. Conner's class will be joining us on this bus okay everyone." You tell them, settling in beside Bucky for the bus ride to the zoo. Once the other class is on the bus and the fourth graders have been loaded on their bus your ride to the zoo is about twenty minutes long.

"So, are you excited Mr. Barnes?" You ask once the bus has left the school.

"To watch a bunch of kids at the zoo?"

"Well- yeah sure. The zoo is nice- even with 20 eight year olds."

"I don't usually do the chaperone thing." He tells you.

"Ah- well I'm sure you'll be fine. After all Lily seems to think you'll totally kill it. Plus I'll be around the whole time so all you have to do is help me not lose any kids." You joke.

"Is that a problem you've had often on field trips?" He blinks at you.

"No- that was a joke. I'm actually pretty good at not losing kids thank you very much. But two sets of eyes are better than one Mr. Barnes."

"Bucky." He says.

"What?"

"Call me Bucky. No one- calls me Mr. Barnes." He explains.

"Oh- okay. Bucky." You nod.

When you arrive and the group of children are off of the busses you take a moment to get their attention.

"Alright kids find your parent volunteers! They should be wearing the same colored shirt as you!" You shout over the group of kids before walking over to the other teachers.

"Ah field trips- what an experience." Ms. Thomas muses.

"Okay so it's 10:30 now- we meet at the pavilion at 12:30 for lunch and get everyone back on the buses by 1:30, 2?" You ask checking your watch.

"Sounds like a plan." Ms. Adams nods.

"Okay everyone knows what route they're taking then?" You ask.

"Yep." Miss. Conner nods.

"In that case, we'll see each other at lunch then." You say walking before back over to your class.

"Everything good?" Bucky asks you.

"Oh- yeah we were just going over the itinerary." You tell him as you do a headcount of your students.

"Ms. Louis did attendance while you were talking to the other teachers." Bucky tells you.

"Oh- thank you. Alright kids we're going to head this way!" You clap walking towards one of the paths. Your path starts with the primates. From there you and your students see the big cats and then the pandas. The reptile house interests some of the kids and freaks out some of the others so you allow some of the kids to wait outside with Ms. Louis. Then you pass the birds where everyone gets excited watching the flamingos and toucans in their habitats. You hit the aquatic animals after that and the kids get to catch the penguins getting fed which is obviously entertaining for all of them. By the time you've made it through most of the zoo it's about time to start going to the pavilion for lunch so from there you head to meet the other classes for lunch.

When you get to the pavilion Miss. Conner is already there with her third-grade class and Ms. Adams has made it too. By the time you've settled your class at some of the lunch tables, Ms. Thomas has also arrived with the last group. Before you can grab a seat Miss Conner snatches you over to where she and Ms. Adams are already sitting with their lunches.

"I've been dying to ask you all day who is that fine man in your group y/n?" Miss. Conner asks.

"You mean Mr. Barnes? He's a parent. There's his daughter Lily." You explain.

"You have to give us more than that!" Ms. Adams says.

"Is he married?" Miss. Conner asks.

"Single?" Ms. Adams adds.

"Divorced?" Ms. Thomas chimed in.

"Well I think he's not married. I've never seen a ring and Lily's emergency contacts are two men who are also very attractive. She calls them uncle Stevie and uncle Sam. One of them picks her up most of the time. There's never been a woman to get her and Lily's never mentioned a mom so-"

"So he's single?" Miss Conner squeals.

"I did not say all that. He's very quiet I don't know much about him in all honesty. Lily claims he's not exactly the social type." You tell the others.

"He's getting pretty social with your other volunteer right about now." Ms. Thomas chuckles. You glance over your shoulder and sigh.

"Ms. Louis has been flirting with him all day and he's obviously super not comfortable with it. It's like the woman can't take a hint." You drop your head.

"You might wanna go rescue him Y/n." Ms. Adams snickers.

"At this point, I'm quite tired of her myself. I'll catch you later." You sigh standing from the table with what's left of your lunch to save Bucky.

"I just think it's so rare for dads to volunteer for field trips. I'd expect Mrs. Barnes to be here honestly Mr. Barnes." You catch Ms. Louis's completely unveiled attempt at flirting.

"Uh actually there isn't a Mrs-"

"Mr. Barnes, Ms. Louis! How's lunch?" You ask slotting yourself between the two of them.

"Well I was just telling Mr. Barnes how admirable it is that he's volunteered for this trip. Not a lot of fathers do that." Ms. Louis says.

"Oh! Lily really wanted him to come. I was actually really glad when he confirmed that he'd do it." You smile at Mr. Barnes.

"Yeah- I mean you know- anything for my little girl." Bucky shrugs.

"Such a devoted father." Ms. Louis gushes.

"I mean with a kid like Lily it's hard not to be devoted. She's one of my best students." You say.

"She adores you as a teacher. I think you make it easy for her to excel." Bucky nods at you.

"I hope I make it easy for everyone to excel, but thank you." You smile.

"Alexander adores her too. She's clearly a miracle worker with kids don't you think Mr. Barnes?" Ms. Louis leans forward to look at him. You almost want to laugh at the way Bucky's face subtly shows his growing irritation.

"It's uh- yeah she's- pretty great." Bucky nods.

"We'll have to get the kids on the buses soon." You mutter, checking your watch. "Bucky do you mind helping me collect trash from the kids?"

"Absolutely." Bucky stands quickly and rushes to grab a trash bag. Bucky walking around with a trash bag prompts a few of the other volunteers to also gather trash from the collection of students. Once everyone's packed up you lead the kids back onto the buses and Bucky pulls you into the seat next to him before Ms. Louis can take it.

"That eager to sit next to me Bucky?" You joke with a smile.

"More eager to stay away from Ms. Louis." He says with a huff and you nod. You don't notice but he grimaces at how his answer probably came off. "I mean- not that you aren't great company it's just-"

"I get it- no need to explain yourself Mr. Barnes- uh Bucky. No need to explain yourself Bucky. I know Ms. Louis has been- a bit friendly to say the least." You reassure him.

"Friendly might be an understatement." He scoffs. You throw your head back as a laugh bubbles out of your throat. Bucky allows himself to smile as a feeling he can't name warms his chest at being the cause of such a wonderful sound.

"Yeah- it probably is an understatement." You say. Bucky chuckles a little but can't think of anything to say despite wanting to continue talking to you so he lets the silence drag. When you get back to the school and the kids are in the classroom he finally thinks of something to say.

"Do you- need any help with the students til the parents show up." He asks you. There's about half an hour left until pickup though you're sure several parents will show up early.

"Ah I'm sure Lily's ready to go home. You don't have to stay. Thank you for offering though!" You smile.

"We can stay if you need us Miss. Y/l/n. I don't mind. Daddy doesn't either." Lily skips around her dad as she talks.

"I can handle it little flower I promise. You take the excuse to leave early." You say squatting to her eye level. "I say you make daddy get you ice cream." You suggest in a stage whisper.

"Ice cream?! Daddy let's get ice cream!" Lily says excitedly.

"You sure changed your mind quick." Bucky laughs.

"You learn the ways of children very quickly when you teach them." You shrug triumphantly.

"Well- guess I lost this one. If the princess wants ice cream then I can no longer stay to help." Bucky chuckles.

"Yes well have a nice weekend." You smile. Bucky and Lily both wish you the same before she skips out of the classroom with her father in tow.

"Hey Lily! How was your Zoo trip the other day?" Steve asks as he walks into Bucky's kitchen.

"Fun! Daddy spent the whole day talking to Miss. Y/l/n. They sat together on the bus, talked during the whole walk, and she even sat with him at lunch." Lily reports.

"You know you were supposed to be there to look at zoo animals. Not me." Bucky looks at her incredulously.

"Uncle Sam told me to look out for anything interesting." Lily shrugs.

"Uncle Sam needs to mind his business." Bucky rolls his eyes.

"Are you going to ask Miss. Y/l/n on a date?" Lily asks.

"No. Why would I do that?" Bucky sighs.

"Because you like her." Lily shrugs.

"Why do you think he likes her Lily?" Steve asks with an amused smile.

"He spent all day talking to her even when he wasn't trying to avoid Ms. Louis." She shrugs.

"Alright missy that's enough." Bucky says.

"Ms. Louis?" Steve frowns.

"Alexander's mom. She kept hitting on dad." Lily says skipping out of the kitchen.

"Look at you cassanova." Steve laughs.

"Shut up. Are you picking her up tomorrow or is Sam?" Bucky rolls his eyes.

"You are." Steve says.

"What? I'm supposed to be at the shop tomorrow."

"Well do some rearranging bud. I think the kid's right." Steve shrugs.

"Right about what?" Bucky blinks at his friend.

"You should ask out the teacher. If you like her so much." Steve explains.

"Between you Sam and my daughter you are supposed to be the rational logic using adult. Why are you agreeing with my eight year old?!" Bucky sighs.

"You can't stay single forever. And don't use Lily as an excuse she clearly wants you to have a love life just as badly as you need one. You deserve it. Plus if you ask out her teacher you don't have to go through the awkward 'I have a kid' talk or worrying if Lily will like her. She already knows and they get along great. No drawbacks."

"This is ridiculous." Bucky huffs.

"Just give it a shot. The worse that can happen is she says no. In which case I'll do my best to make sure you don't have to see her again and in a couple months Lil will have a new teacher anyway." Steve shrugs.

In a couple months Lily will have a new teacher anyway. That's what Bucky tells himself as he walks with Lily back towards your classroom. A knock on the doorframe pulls your attention away from your computer where you're entering grades. You look up and see Bucky in the doorway.

"Mr. Barnes. Is everything okay? Did you not find Lily outside?" You ask with a concerned frown as you walk over to him.

"Hi Miss. Y/l/n!" Lily pokes her head into the doorframe.

"Oh- nevermind then- did you leave something little flower?" You look at Lily.

"Nope!" She shakes her head.

"In that case- to what do I owe the pleasure?" You ask with a smile.

"Well I uh- I wanted to ask you something actually." Bucky says looking around the classroom.

"Ask away!" You tell him.

"I was just wondering if you- wanted to grab dinner together sometime." He forces himself to look at you while he asks the question.

"Dinner?" You blink at him. The question caught you off guard honestly.

"Is that incredibly stupid? Have I- overstepped?" He grimaces.

"No! No, not at all I just- I was surprised. One second." You say. You turn your back to him and subtly blow out a breath, smiling as you walk back to your desk hoping your excitement isn't noticeable. You quickly scribble your number down on a sticky note and walk back over to him. "Here. My phone number, you can call me and we'll plan something." You say with a smile.

"Uh- yeah yeah okay. Sounds good." He nods.

"Great. Have a good night and- I hope to hear from you soon Bucky." You say walking back over to your desk and sitting back down to your work.

"Yeah- you too." Bucky says cheesing almost too hard as he walks Lily back out of the school.

"See dad? Told you you should ask her on a date." Lily smiles as she skips down the hall.

"Oh hush." Bucky chuckles.

"Make sure you call her!" Lily tells him

And he did. He called you later that evening, around 6, not wanting to call too soon but not wanting to call you too late at night either. You giggled through the whole conversation as you listen to Bucky talk through potential date ideas. You eventually agree on a little Italian place that Bucky swears by and with a quiet good night your call ends after almost an hour.

Your date is scheduled for that weekend, Saturday. Bucky would've scheduled it for earlier but he figured during the week would be too busy for you and he didn't want to schedule it for too soon. He's extremely nervous as he pulls up to the restaurant at 6:45. You're supposed to meet him at 7 but he wanted to be early, to meet you when you arrive.

"Bucky!" You call when you spot him near the entrance. He spins around to face you with flowers in his hand.

"Hey! Did you find the place okay?" He asks with a smile.

"Yeah! I hope you weren't waiting too long."

"Not at all. I brought you flowers, although I realize it- will probably be awkward to have them at the table all night." Bucky chuckles as he hands you the bouquet of wildflowers.

"Thank you. They're gorgeous and I think it'll be great to keep them at the table honestly. We'll make it work." You take the flowers from him and take his outstretched arm for him to lead you into the restaurant. He talks to the host who seems familiar with him as they talk all the way to your table.

"A server will be with you shortly." The host says and walks away.

"I take it you come here a lot." You muse with a smile.

"Oh uh kinda- Lily loves the place so- we're not strangers." He shrugs.

"That's cute. What's her favorite thing on the menu?" You ask.

"She usually orders the spaghetti- she's a huge fan of their breadsticks." Bucky laughs.

"Well- breadsticks are good to like." You nod.

"Any idea what you're gonna order?" He asks.

"What do you recommend?" You look at him.

"Uh the tortellini carbonara is pretty good- and the angel olio. And- if you can't decide alfredo's always a solid goto." Bucky points at menu options.

"Those all- sound like amazing options."

"Whatever you pick will be good I promise." Bucky smiles. When the waiter comes by you both order, you the angel olio, and him the tortellini.

"So uh, how long have you been teaching?" Bucky asks.

"About six years now." You tell him.

"Has it been third grade the whole time or- did you start elsewhere?" He asks.

"I worked at preschool first actually and then I started working at Lily's school 2 years ago." You explain.

"How do you like it? Better or worse than preschool?"

"If every student I ever had was like Lily, I'd say it's better for sure- but sometimes you get students that make you just- sigh. Either way I love teaching." You shrug.

"From what I know you're pretty amazing at it so-" he smiles. By now your food has arrived and you have to remember to eat as you continue talking.

"Thank you. So- what do you do?" You ask him.

"I uh- own a bookstore." He says.

"Really? That's so cool." You say.

"Yeah- it was real instrumental in the whole reintegration thing."

"Reintegration?" You frown.

"I'm a veteran." He shrugs.

"Oh!"

"Don't tell me you didn't wonder what was up with the metal arm."

"I- never thought about it all that much actually. Life happens. Plus you usually cover it." You shrug.

"I do- people stare. Most kids think it cool but their parents usually don't so- I cover it to pick her up."

"I think it's cool." You tell him with a small smile.

"Do you now?" He chuckles.

"Totally. It's attached to someone I think is cool so- it's cool by association." You say.

"You're sweet." Bucky says and you chuckle as you answer.

"Like candy, I'm told. So- Steve and Sam are they like- your best friends or-"

"Steve and I grew up together- he's basically a brother to me. Sam was his friend and- we didn't always get along at first but- he grew on me for sure. Plus- Lily loves him so- I keep him around." Bucky says with a thoughtful smile.

"Just- outta curiosity- is Lily's mom in the picture? I mean- Lily never mentions her and, I've only ever seen one of you three pick her up."

"Lily's mom-"

"If it's- you know not something you're comfortable with we don't have to go there. I'm just being nosy." You shrug.

"No no- it's fine I, I just wasn't expecting it. But typically people wanna get to know each other on dates right? It's a valid thing to ask." He says.

"So- if you don't mind, can you tell me?"

"Lily- doesn't have a mom. Well I mean- she does technically but- like there's no woman in my life connected to Lily. I adopted her." Bucky laughs slightly at the awkward way he tried to say that.

"Oh! When? Was she old enough to know she's adopted or-"

"She was 2- so not quite old enough to understand. She knows now though. I think she never really talks about it because it doesn't matter to her but she knows. It doesn't change who her family is but if she ever wants to find her biological parents- I have names."

"What made you want to adopt a kid?"

"Well- when I came home and got this arm- I had a real tough time trying to figure out what the hell the rest of my life was gonna look like. The white picket fence with the perfect family that I thought I'd have no longer- made sense. I knew I still wanted a family but- honestly it felt like the traditional route wasn't gonna work out all that well. So- I opened a book store and once I felt... adjusted enough to care for someone other than myself I looked into adopting."

"Do you want more kids?" You ask.

"Maybe- I don't know how Lily would adjust to siblings but- I think I'd like more kids- adopted or biological. Doesn't matter- depends on where life takes me I guess." He shrugs.

"I think Lily would make a great big sister." You tell him.

"Think so?"

"Yeah."

"Me too." He nods. "I think it's my turn to ask questions."

"Ask away Mr. Barnes." You smile.

"Do you have any kids?" He asks.

"Nope. Although teaching sometimes makes it feel like I've got 20." You joke.

"Do you want kids?"

"Yeah- whenever the time feels right."

"You seem so normal." Bucky says after a moment.

"Normal?" You ask.

"Yeah- I come with all this baggage and you- like don't."

"Baggage is a weird way to refer to life experience." You say.

"A military veteran with a metal limb is just 'life experience' to you?"

"Sure- it's not the happiest life experience sure but it's part of what makes you you- and so far I like what I've seen." You smile. You and Bucky spend another hour just chatting away even after the food has long been finished and by the time you're making your way out of the restaurant you feel like you've known him for years. Bucky walks you all the way to your car with your hand in his.

"I had a lot of fun tonight." You tell him once you reach your vehicle.

"Me too- thanks for agreeing to this."

"Thanks for inviting me. I uh- hope we can do this again sometime." You say. Bucky leans forward and plants a delicate kiss on your cheek.

"We will." He says softly against your skin. "Goodnight." He adds stepping back.

"Goodnight. Get home safely." You say wistfully as you get into your car.

"You too." He says walking away. You glance at the flowers you put in your passenger seat as you start the car. You're beaming the entire way home- you can't help yourself. You don't go on dates often and this has definitely been one of the best. You hope that whatever your future with Bucky is just as great or better than tonight.

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#bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky #marvel #there is no right way anthology #marvel fanfiction #bucky barnes

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fanficsonthebrain · 3 years ago

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Misc!Bucky x Reader Fics Masterlist

all miscellaneous Bucky x Reader fics I’ve reblogged and recommended!

*Smut

Bouncer!Bucky x Reader

*Sinday Drabble by angrythingstarlight

Baker!Bucky x Reader

*Baker!Bucky x Peach Drabble by angrythingstarlight

*Drabble by angrythingstarlight

*Sweeter than Sugar by angrythingstarlight

*Hungry For You by bucky-soldat

Drabble by angrythingstarlight

Love Languages by angrythingstarlight

*On My Tongue by angrythingstarlight:

*NSFW Cut Scene by angrythingstarlight

*Hours and Hours by angrythingstarlight

Lumberjack!Bucky x Reader

*Breakfast Before Breakfast Drabble by angrythingstarlight

*Drabble by angrythingstarlight

*NSFW head canon by angrythingstarlight

Love Languages by angrythingstarlight

*Lumberjack!Steve thots by angrythingstarlight

*Early Morning Plans by angrythingstarlight

Drabble by angrythingstarlight:

Lumberjack!Alpha!Bucky x Reader

Want to run my fingers through his hair please 🥺 by angrythingstarlight

Lumberjack!Beefy!Bucky x Reader

Hero Next Door by jobean12-blog [& Neighbour!Bucky]

*Split You in Two by angrythingstarlight

Firefighter!Bucky x Reader

*Hazy Dreams and Good Mornings by angrythingstarlight

*Burn by boxofbonesfic

Neighbour!Bucky x Reader

*Lemonade by bucksfucks

Thots by becca-e-barnes

bucky and his neighbour reader watch movies together? just all the fluff in the world by cacoetheswriting

Movie Night by writerlyhabits

Hero Next Door by jobean12-blog [& Lumberjack!Bucky]

Demon!Bucky x Reader

Priest trying to save reader by angrythingstarlight

*Here From Eden by angrythingstarlight

*Drabble by angrythingstarlight

*The looks he gives you after you’ve just said yet another bratty thing 😵‍💫😵‍💫 by angrythingstarlight

*Wicked Ones by bonky-n-steeb

*Feel You All Around Me by angrythingstarlight [Librarian!reader]

*Which consequences would you rather deal with- ignoring mafia Bucky’s texts or trying to hide from demon Bucky? by angrythingstarlight

Roommate!Bucky x Reader

living with roommate!bucky by comfortbucky

*one shot by metalbuckaroo

*scars by buckycuddlebuddy

*Bad Night Pt. 2 by metalbuckaroo

*Kintober Day 12: Face Riding by metalbuckaroo

*Kitchen Countertops by chxrrysangel

*a happy accident by mellowswriting

*Little Lavender Friend by thepsychewrites

Librarian!Bucky x Reader

*Drabble by angrythingstarlight

Trainer!Bucky x Reader

*Sinday Drabble by angrythingstarlight

Personal Trainer!Bucky x Plus size!Reader by boxofbonesfic

*Body Talk by boxofbonesfic

*NSFW Thots by angrythingstarlight

Drabble by angrythingstarlight

*Best Seat in The Hosue by angrythingstarlight

*trainer!bucky x plus size reader drabble by angrythingstarlight

Dad’s Best Friend!Bucky x Reader

*The Graduation Party by becca-e-barnes

Cowboy!Bucky x Reader

Drabble by angrythingstarlight

Professor!Bucky x Reader

Prof!Bucky x Preschool Teacher!Reader [part 2] by swtbbybarnes

Cop!Bucky x Reader

*Drabble by metalbuckaroo

Dilf!Bucky x Reader

Dilf!Bucky Thots by angrythingstarlight

*Midnight Delight by bucksfucks

Avenger!Bucky x Reader

Maybe Next Time Lock The Door by mysecretlittlelibrary

Sugar Daddy!Bucky x Reader

Unexpected by firefly-in-darkness

Vampire!Bucky x Reader

*Vampire Bucky is feeling a little peckish by angrythingstarlight

College!Bucky x Reader

main thing, baby by nexusnyx

Stripper!Bucky x Reader

*Kinktober Day 6: Thigh Riding by metalbuckaroo

40s!Bucky x Reader

Terrible Things by buckyys-doll

Construction Worker!Bucky x Reader

There’s only one thing better than spending a night in with construction worker Bucky. And you’re about to find it what that is. by angrythingstarlight

Oblivious Construction Worker Bucky Drabble by angrythingstarlight

Florist!Bucky x Reader

*Petal by navybrat817

*Budding Romance by navybrat817

Mafia!Dilf!Bucky x Reader

*Thots by angrythingstarlight

#bucky barnes #james bucky barnes #bucky x reader #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes fluff #bucky barnes smut #fluff #smut #fan fics #fic recs #mine #lumberjack!steve rogers #lumberjack!steve #lumberjack!steve rogers x reader #baker!bucky #baker!bucky x reader #baker!bucky barnes #neighbour!bucky #neighbor!bucky

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onsunnyside · 3 years ago

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𝐒𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 ☀️🐰

hi friends !! I’m in the mood for Easter-themed things 🐣 send requests, besties, and I’ll pick a few. [original post] | PSA | PSA2

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬:

𝐄𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐝 | April 17-18 (REQUESTS ARE CLOSED)

˚*｡:°ꨄ 𝐦𝐲 𝐢𝐧𝐛𝐨𝐱 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧: we can talk about anything and I’ll also be answering older asks !!

˚*｡:°☾ 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐬/𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬: must be related to the party theme! these can be about any of my current works or fresh ideas/prompts (˗ˏˋ𝐌𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭ˎˊ˗ — 𝐖𝐈𝐏𝐬) — (CLOSED)

𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐬: eggs hunts, dad!character x mom!reader, bunny hybrid!reader, open to soft dark/dark, milf/dilf—send anything !!

all asks/drabbles/things related to my party will be tagged under: #sunny bunny party & all drabbles will be reblogged onto my library: @onsunnysidelibrary

new survey: 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭? (𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐭) for the HCV fellas

𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐠𝐬: drabbles, etc.

updated as they’re posted | [smut*]

big mean Curtis stumbling upon a defenseless bunny!reader | see tag #hunter Curtis AU for asks

dark-ish!dilf neighbour!Ari Levinson x pastor’s daughter!reader*

TE: Bambi’s first egg hunt | rocks & Steve the candy thief

SOS: Curtis coming home for easter* | dress-up with Curtis* (just some dirty talk) | egg hunt at the local church*

cevans!characters x bunny!reader*

ATA: brat tamer!Ari* | soup kitchen surprise

HCV: painting eggs with Ransom

CL: Easter dinner with Steve (& family)*

mr. Easter!Lloyd Hansen (soft dark, teacher!reader)*

dark!ex!Bryce Langley chasing you through the woods*

HCV (Alternative Version): Kalopsia — The Hunt*

dark!breeder!Steve Rogers x innocent!bunny!reader ft. ex con!Ransom Drysdale & ex con!Andy Barber (hybrid breeding industry fic aka steve is involved in it and a big boss daddy/kingpin)*

roommate!Jake Jensen finds bunny!reader in heat*

you’re bought by breeder!Steve to breed with his wolf hybrid!Bucky*

dbf!Stucky come over for Easter*

Reminder: my blog is 18+ — minors DNI. | P.S. I know for some people there is religious meaning, practices & traditions for this holiday, if this party makes you uncomfortable, please block the tag: #sunny bunny party. This party is just for fun and because I need a break ! The Easter theme has no religious ties.

#sunny bunny party

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myowncase · 3 years ago

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I want my mommy!

I want my Mommy!

“I want my mommy!” “I want your mommy too bud”

> Pairing | Dadbucky! X Fem!MomReader (Son Henry Barnes)

> reader is y/n

>Pure Fluff, and nonsense

>Word Count | 1.6k

>Warnings | Fluff, Son crying, Slight Jealousy, Bucky being dad, reader is a busy mom, Dilf vibes (Idk what else warning is in this story please let me know if I missed some).

Bucky's wife decided to continue her career, after taking a break to be a full time wife and mother. One day she was too busy to cater for her son and asked his dear husband to take over.

(this is my first story that I will ever upload. Please be gentle its my first time, I proof read this so any mistakes are made by me and myself only).

I DO NOT CONSENT TO MY WORK BEING COPIED, RE-UPLOADED IN ANY OTHER WEBSITES. (can be shared though thank you) ENJOY -JD

“Babe I’m stuck at work right, could you possibly pick up Henry at school?” She said through the phone with her husband. She just went back to work last week and ever since, before she was consistent in picking her son up at school but today wasn’t the day for that being stuck in the hospital with few new cases to examine being a radiologist.

“Of course doll, I’ll pick him up and go to lunch. He could stay here at my office” his husband James “Bucky” Barnes. Meet at the same hospital she works at now, when he once had an appointment to get his left arm checked out. He also checked out the girl in the radiology department.

“Thanks babe, I’ll finish early so that I could make dinner for tonight”

“No worries my wife, I’ve only picked my boy up a few times. I kind of want to spend time with him, kinda stressed and all” he answered and finished the conversation by saying'' I love you.

Six years ago Bucky met the love of his life and ever since that one appointment, he made sure to lock that girl up and make her his. Two years into the relationship they tied the knot and had a family of their own. Y/n her wife decided to stop working for the first few years of Henry's life but since she didn’t want to waste her education she decided to go back to work hence the mixed schedules.

——at school

The bell rings indicating preschoolers are now coming out of their classes in a straight line walking out the front doors of the school being led by their teachers.

Bucky saw his son right away running out of the building. Being this blue eyed brown haired little boy who has his mothers features and fathers charisma, Bucky smiled at his boy and waved at him.

The boy seeing him right away halted from running and his eyebrows knitted together in confusion. He slowly approached his dad. “Where’s mama?” He asked looking around not even acknowledging his father that is right in-front of him.

He took his things from his hands and kneeled down to be in direct eyesight of his son.

“Mr, Barnes it’s so good seeing you back here” one of Henry’s teachers approached him and he gave a small smile in response. Teachers flirted with James, of course they would. I mean this man is a total DILF. But you weren’t worried as much because knowing that this man is yours and only yours and he knows that as well. He on the other hand is the jealous or more so possessive type of guy. Like this one time where it was an event at Henry’s school, the meeting of teachers per se. One of the parents who was a single-dad approached you, not knowing that you were with your husband. He was clearly flirting with you, sweet talking putting his hands at the small part of your back. But you didn’t think any of it. Bucky on the other hand saw it all and almost ripped the guys head apart when he saw how that man was staring at your behind. If the situation wasn’t in a room filled with parents and children he would have gouged that man’s eyes out. But instead he came up to you with your son and wrapped his hands possessively around your waist and kissed your temple. In the corner of his eye he could see the man glaring at him.

“I’m Bucky, y/n’s husband” he introduced himself.

“I see there's no Mrs. Barnes around?” The female teacher said, looking around for the wife. Bucky stood up holding his son's hands “are you two—not in good terms anymore James?” Her tone turned into a flirtatious one.

“It’s Mr. Barnes for you Miss Connell—And no we are more than on good terms, my lovely wife is out making huge dough for our family, can never be more thankful.” He simply replied and walked away giving a last smug smile at his son's teacher.

“Papa, where's Ma?“ His son's Brooklyn accent is evident, making Bucky smile. “Mama has work bud,” he replied. “No you're lying” he said with a teasing tone and ran towards the car specifically opening the front passenger seat to check if you're really not there.

James walked to his son as he climbed up the passenger seat and checked behind and started crying.. “buddy momma has work remember she brought you there last week?” He said, trying to wipe his son's tears.

“But she always picks me up! Momma!” He continued crying and Bucky couldn’t help but feel sorry for the little guy being so used to being with his mom.

“I want my mommy!” Henry rarely throws fits but today was different. He wanted his mommy.

“I want your mommy too bud” he said trying to carry his son out of the passenger seat into the back to lock him in his car seat. Henry hasn’t stopped crying which made Bucky’s heart ache more. Bucky is a patient father and waited for his son to calm down. He started the car and drove back to his office. “Hey buddy let’s have lunch and go to my office okay?” He asked when Henry had somehow calmed down..”will momma be there?” The boy innocently asked.

“Buddy momma won’t be there” he said looking at his son through the rear view mirror. His son pouted and looked at the window wiping his tears away with his little hands, sniffing and looking like he just lost the love of his life, this little man. Bucky thought to himself, this boy is going to steal my wife from me and I’ll let him.

Situated at his office, Bucky was at his table typing something in his laptop while glancing at his son who was playing something on the couch in-front of his table, he looked at his watch, 2:50pm.

“Hey buddy why don’t we try and call mama?” He asked and the boys head perked up and that huge smile similar to Bucky appeared. Bucky stood up from his desk and walked towards his son, dialling his wife's number.

Bucky sat down at the sofa, Henry sitting on his lap waiting for you to answer.

“Hello?” She answers

“Momma!!” He screams through the phone and Bucky can’t help but smile, also knowing that you were smiling on the other side of the line.

“Mi amore! How are you?” She asked her voice sounded more happier

“I'm good momma, you didn’t pick me up” he said putting his arm around his dads neck.

“I'm sorry baby, Mommy has been kind of busy today, but daddy’s with you isn’t that fun?”

“Yes! We ate McDonald’s momma!” His son continued to talk about his day with his dad and contentment and warmth can be felt in Bucky's heart.

“Okay baby, mommy needs to go now. Can you be a good boy and give the phone back to daddy?” She had to say that because Henry has a habit of just hanging up the phone before giving it back.

“Okay” he simply said, giving it back to his dad.

“Hey honey” she started

“Hey gorgeous, how are you?” He asked

“I’m good, hearing my boys voices changed my mood completely, thank you”

——at home

He parked his car in front of their home. Entering the house the savoury smell of food from the kitchen filled the home. Bucky puts his and his sons' things down and announces their presence.

“Honey I’m home” he said and in chorus his lovely wife appeared from the corner of the entryway of the home, wearing her signature messy bun look, in comfy but classy house clothes and an apron.

“My boys,” she said, kneeling down and waiting for her son to run towards her. “Momma!” He squealed whilst running towards his mom who he dearly missed. She stood up with her son still in her arms, wrapping his arms and legs around her mother.

“I missed you baby, miss me that much won’t even let go of me?” She jokingly asks as his son puts his head in the crook of his mom's neck, whilst Bucky watches in awe of how beautiful his family has become. He slowly approached his wife.

“Hey handsome” she said pulling on his tie to make him come closer and kissed his lips, they both smiled.

“How are you?” She asked, he wrapped his arms around them and put his head on the vacant side of his wife’s neck slowly swaying. “My boys missed me that much,huh?”

“Uhmhhm” they both said

After dinner and putting Henry to sleep, both Bucky and Y/n were getting ready for bed in the bathroom. As she was removing her jewellery she felt two strong hands wrapping around her middle and a head nesting on her shoulders.

“I love you- you know that?” He asked and she just smiled and turned around to face his husband.

“I know, and I love you too..” she said, placing a kiss on his forehead.

“I need one more,” he said, his wife’s forehead scrunched and eyes narrowing. “What do you mean?”.

“Hopefully a girl, cause that boy already has you I need my girl.” He said

“Are you suggesting what, I think you are Mister Barnes?” She said smirking up at him

“What if I was Missus Barnes?—Would it be so bad?”

“Well if we don’t start now..” and she didn’t have to say anything more than that, immediately lifted her from her feet and brought her to their bed and made another one.

#bucky x reader #marvel #dadbuckyxreader #fluff oneshot #bucky barnes #husband bucky

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