#hbc character apprection day

[bugsbucky]

The Inspector

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Prompt: “Hi, I’m (Character), heard your pussy needed a thorough inspection.”

Warnings: flirting, teasing, fingering, oral (female receiving), implied smut

Word Count: 361

Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club extended drabbles and for the HBC character appreciation day challenge ❤️

Just as you climbed into bed and threw your duvet over your chilled body, a knock sounded on your door.

“Come in.” You called out, huffing when they instead knocked again. You cursed, throwing the blanket off and shivering as you walked towards the door, opening it with much more force than needed.

Your eyes widened and you brought your hand up to cover your mouth. Bucky was leaning on one arm against the doorframe. No shirt, just tight black jeans, boots and black suspenders.

“Good evening ma’am.”

“What are you doing?” You quizzed, failing to stop the grin from spreading.

“Hi I’m Bucky, heard your pussy needed a thorough inspection.” He deadpanned and you almost pissed your pants.

“Oh my GOD. Is this your elaborate plan to get my panties off tonight?” You smirked, hooking your finger around one of the straps of his suspender and pulling him in the room.

***

“Buuuuucky!” You mewled loudly, your back arching as his fingers stroked your walls and his tongue lapped at your clit. “Oh god!” His three fingers stretched you deliciously. His pads grazing that spot that made your toes curl each time he slid them in.

Your hands gripped your pillow as you listened to the erotic noises his mouth was making against your wetness. Each time he pulled away, your slick left a trail. His fingers fucked you faster, blood rushes to your head and your thighs cramp up around his head.

His tongue flicks over your sensitive throbbing nub and before you can warn him, you’re already gushing out over his tongue and your walls pulsate around his fingers. He slows his pace, guiding you through the euphoria.

When your breathing resumes back to normal. He places a wet kiss on your thigh and crawls up your body. His clothes long discarded. His hard cock sits between your wet lips.

“Inspection phase one passed.” He teases, biting your neck and running his tongue over the mark. “Now to test phase two.” You both moan when he pushes in. Your walls wet and soft around his hard hot cock. “Fuck doll. Hold onto something. This will be hard and fast.”

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[bugsbucky]

Comfiest Seat In The House

Charles Blackwood x Reader

Prompt: “Can I pretty please sit on your face?”

Warnings: language, oral (female receiving), face sitting, Charles is daddy, penetration implied.

Word Count: 826

Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and to celebrate Charles Blackwood Character Appreciation day. I’m also dedicating this to my birthday twin and lovely close friend @eurynome827! Thank you for everything you do and being such a wonderful and caring friend ❤️ Thank you @jobean12-blog​ for beta’ing this for me lovely! 

Once you laid Julian down for his afternoon nap, you quietly shut the door behind you and sighed, leaning against it. The Blackwood house was empty except for you, Charles and Julian. 

Merricat had somehow persuaded Constance to venture outside for a quiet picnic and they would be gone for a few more hours. The thought that Charles had a helping hand in persuading Constance to leave played on your mind since he always wanting to be alone with you. 

All your housekeeping duties were completed and you decided to go upstairs to see if Charles needed anything. The stairs creaked under your weight, Charles would most definitely know you were on your way up to see him.

The door to his room was left ajar, you pushed it open slightly to see Charles laying on his bed with his hand shoved down the front of his trousers. His eyes closed and face contorted with pleasure.

“Charles?” You said his name as you entered his room and closed the door behind you. His eyes snapped open but he didn’t remove his hand. “I came by to see if you needed anything?” Your legs squeezed together when a breath groan emitted from his throat. 

“Do you need something, sugar?” Charles asked with a raspy voice. You could tell he was so close by the speed his hand was working inside his pants. 

“That depends.” You smirked, walking closer to his bed but keeping your footsteps light since you didn’t want Julian to find out about your romantic fling with Charles. The only time you were allowed in Charles’ room is if you were cleaning. 

“On what?” Charles asked you, his eyes wandering down your form. Your breasts almost bursting out from how tight the dress was. 

“Can I pretty please sit on your face?” You asked as innocently as you could. Batting your eyelids for the full effect. Charles moaned and cursed as he came in his hand. He removed his cum stained hand from his pants and wiped the sticky mess on the bed sheets and smirked. 

“Guess I need my laundry done too.” He said loud enough so Julian would hear, since his room was below Charles. “Take your clothes off and come here.” Charles whispered and you complied, quickly pulling your dress over your head and tossing it on the chair in his room. 

You unhooked your bra and flung it towards Charles who grabbed it gracefully, keeping that damn smirk on his face the whole time. Pulling your underwear down your legs, you bend over and also throw those over to him, which he misses. “Come here.” You nod, climbing up the bed, the springs digging into your knees. Charles groans when you leave a trail of juices behind. You’re dripping and he hasn’t even tasted you yet. 

Charles shifts his body further down the down and you hover over his face, one hand gripping the headboard and the other flat against the wall. Your knees are on either side of his head with your feet resting on his shoulders. 

Charles runs his fingers up and down the backs of your thighs, you shiver under his touch and without warning, he grabs your ass and lowers you down on his mouth, his grip around your thighs tightened, holding you in place. Your juices are instantly captured on his tongue. 

“Oh god.” You moan, throwing your head back and relishing the feeling of his wet muscle gliding up and down between your soft folds. The tip of his tongue circles your clit and your thighs quiver around his head. “Charles- I’m not gonna last!” 

You can feel the sweat gathering on your forehead, you swallow down the screams that desperately want to escape. The wet noises from below you makes you dizzy. “Charles! YES!” You mewl, grinding your hips against his tongue. “So close!” 

Your orgasm hits you like a truck as soon as Charles enveloped his lips around your clit, sucking and lapping at the sensitive bud. “Charles!” you swallow down the moan and pant heavily. 

Your legs are shaking when you move off of his face and you moan at the sight of Charles; his full blown lust-filled eyes and your juices glistening around his lips and chin. 

“Wow.” You exhale with a slight chuckle, your chest still heaving and your thoughts jumbled up. 

“On your hands and knees now. I really need to feel you.” 

“We c-can’t.” You stutter nervously. “Julian is downstairs and he’s a light sleeper.” You bite your lip as you watch Charles stand from the bed and remove his clothes. His cock is hard again, precum leaking from the tip. 

“Well, that’s what pillows are good for right?” Charles smirked, grabbing a spare pillow from the bed and tucking it behind the headboard. He shakes it for a test and grins triumphantly when it makes no contact with the wall. “See? Now, on your hands and knees.” 

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[bugsbucky]

In The End

Destroyer!Chris x Reader

Prompt: “We can fix this, I know we can.”

Warnings: angst and fluff

Word Count: 347

Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club continued Drabbles and for the HBC character appreciation day challenge ❤️

You loved Chris, you really did. He was your light on the darkness of days, the sunshine on a cloudy day. Chris had a pure heart, he would do anything for anyone and he worked hard.

But it was his job you didn’t love and it was his job you couldn’t take any longer. He spent the past two months undercover in complete radio silence, despite him promising to call you daily just to let you know he was still alive and doing okay.

That’s all you ever asked for, just a few seconds on the phone to hear his voice. To know he was still alive. But two months and you received nothing. So it was natural for you to assume the worst.

And that’s why you weren’t sure if you should be screaming at the top of your lungs in relief or punch him in the face the moment he strolled through your front door and dropped his bag down.

“I love you Chris, I really do but I just cannot do this anymore.” The tassels on the throw became seemingly more interesting.

“Y/N-”

“No Chris. Two months and I heard nothing!” Chris kneeled in front of you and rested his arms on your knees. Something he did as a comfort and you hated to admit it, it was still working.

“I really am so sorry baby. The guys took my phone because they didn’t trust me. I love you baby and we can fix this, I know we can. I’ll get out, find a more laid back job so we can finally start a family.”

“You won’t leave though. You tell me every single time you come home that it’s the last time. Your job is your first love.”

“It was when I was single. But I have you and you come first. I’m getting on the phone with my boss right now and I’ll put it on speaker okay? I love you.”

“I love you too.” Your fingers stroked his goatee. The hairs rough against your soft pads. His blue eyes held nothing but love and adoration for you.

You loved Chris, you really did.

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[hawksmagnolia]

💜💜

In The End

Destroyer!Chris x Reader

Prompt: “We can fix this, I know we can.”

Warnings: angst and fluff

Word Count: 347

Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club continued Drabbles and for the HBC character appreciation day challenge ❤️

You loved Chris, you really did. He was your light on the darkness of days, the sunshine on a cloudy day. Chris had a pure heart, he would do anything for anyone and he worked hard.

But it was his job you didn’t love and it was his job you couldn’t take any longer. He spent the past two months undercover in complete radio silence, despite him promising to call you daily just to let you know he was still alive and doing okay.

That’s all you ever asked for, just a few seconds on the phone to hear his voice. To know he was still alive. But two months and you received nothing. So it was natural for you to assume the worst.

And that’s why you weren’t sure if you should be screaming at the top of your lungs in relief or punch him in the face the moment he strolled through your front door and dropped his bag down.

“I love you Chris, I really do but I just cannot do this anymore.” The tassels on the throw became seemingly more interesting.

“Y/N-”

“No Chris. Two months and I heard nothing!” Chris kneeled in front of you and rested his arms on your knees. Something he did as a comfort and you hated to admit it, it was still working.

“I really am so sorry baby. The guys took my phone because they didn’t trust me. I love you baby and we can fix this, I know we can. I’ll get out, find a more laid back job so we can finally start a family.”

“You won’t leave though. You tell me every single time you come home that it’s the last time. Your job is your first love.”

“It was when I was single. But I have you and you come first. I’m getting on the phone with my boss right now and I’ll put it on speaker okay? I love you.”

“I love you too.” Your fingers stroked his goatee. The hairs rough against your soft pads. His blue eyes held nothing but love and adoration for you.

You loved Chris, you really did.

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[jobean12-blog]

AW CHRIS!!!! I would worry every second! I’m do glad he put her first! I love this and him❤️🥰

In The End

Destroyer!Chris x Reader

Prompt: “We can fix this, I know we can.”

Warnings: angst and fluff

Word Count: 347

Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club continued Drabbles and for the HBC character appreciation day challenge ❤️

You loved Chris, you really did. He was your light on the darkness of days, the sunshine on a cloudy day. Chris had a pure heart, he would do anything for anyone and he worked hard.

But it was his job you didn’t love and it was his job you couldn’t take any longer. He spent the past two months undercover in complete radio silence, despite him promising to call you daily just to let you know he was still alive and doing okay.

That’s all you ever asked for, just a few seconds on the phone to hear his voice. To know he was still alive. But two months and you received nothing. So it was natural for you to assume the worst.

And that’s why you weren’t sure if you should be screaming at the top of your lungs in relief or punch him in the face the moment he strolled through your front door and dropped his bag down.

“I love you Chris, I really do but I just cannot do this anymore.” The tassels on the throw became seemingly more interesting.

“Y/N-”

“No Chris. Two months and I heard nothing!” Chris kneeled in front of you and rested his arms on your knees. Something he did as a comfort and you hated to admit it, it was still working.

“I really am so sorry baby. The guys took my phone because they didn’t trust me. I love you baby and we can fix this, I know we can. I’ll get out, find a more laid back job so we can finally start a family.”

“You won’t leave though. You tell me every single time you come home that it’s the last time. Your job is your first love.”

“It was when I was single. But I have you and you come first. I’m getting on the phone with my boss right now and I’ll put it on speaker okay? I love you.”

“I love you too.” Your fingers stroked his goatee. The hairs rough against your soft pads. His blue eyes held nothing but love and adoration for you.

You loved Chris, you really did.

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[jobean12-blog]

Listen, I dislike cleaning so much but if this is what I get from cleaning Charles’ room, I am so in! YES💥

Comfiest Seat In The House

Charles Blackwood x Reader

Prompt: “Can I pretty please sit on your face?”

Warnings: language, oral (female receiving), face sitting, Charles is daddy, penetration implied.

Word Count: 826

Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and to celebrate Charles Blackwood Character Appreciation day. I’m also dedicating this to my birthday twin and lovely close friend @eurynome827! Thank you for everything you do and being such a wonderful and caring friend ❤️ Thank you @jobean12-blog​ for beta’ing this for me lovely! 

Once you laid Julian down for his afternoon nap, you quietly shut the door behind you and sighed, leaning against it. The Blackwood house was empty except for you, Charles and Julian. 

Merricat had somehow persuaded Constance to venture outside for a quiet picnic and they would be gone for a few more hours. The thought that Charles had a helping hand in persuading Constance to leave played on your mind since he always wanting to be alone with you. 

All your housekeeping duties were completed and you decided to go upstairs to see if Charles needed anything. The stairs creaked under your weight, Charles would most definitely know you were on your way up to see him.

The door to his room was left ajar, you pushed it open slightly to see Charles laying on his bed with his hand shoved down the front of his trousers. His eyes closed and face contorted with pleasure.

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[jobean12-blog]

AND WHO IS COMPLAINING! Not me. You had me at him standing in the jeans and no shirt! YUM! Phase one inspection a complete succes!!! How many phases can we get 😏😏😇🔥

The Inspector

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Prompt: “Hi, I’m (Character), heard your pussy needed a thorough inspection.”

Warnings: flirting, teasing, fingering, oral (female receiving), implied smut

Word Count: 361

Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club extended drabbles and for the HBC character appreciation day challenge ❤️

Just as you climbed into bed and threw your duvet over your chilled body, a knock sounded on your door.

“Come in.” You called out, huffing when they instead knocked again. You cursed, throwing the blanket off and shivering as you walked towards the door, opening it with much more force than needed.

Your eyes widened and you brought your hand up to cover your mouth. Bucky was leaning on one arm against the doorframe. No shirt, just tight black jeans, boots and black suspenders.

“Good evening ma’am.”

“What are you doing?” You quizzed, failing to stop the grin from spreading.

“Hi I’m Bucky, heard your pussy needed a thorough inspection.” He deadpanned and you almost pissed your pants.

“Oh my GOD. Is this your elaborate plan to get my panties off tonight?” You smirked, hooking your finger around one of the straps of his suspender and pulling him in the room.

***

“Buuuuucky!” You mewled loudly, your back arching as his fingers stroked your walls and his tongue lapped at your clit. “Oh god!” His three fingers stretched you deliciously. His pads grazing that spot that made your toes curl each time he slid them in.

Your hands gripped your pillow as you listened to the erotic noises his mouth was making against your wetness. Each time he pulled away, your slick left a trail. His fingers fucked you faster, blood rushes to your head and your thighs cramp up around his head.

His tongue flicks over your sensitive throbbing nub and before you can warn him, you’re already gushing out over his tongue and your walls pulsate around his fingers. He slows his pace, guiding you through the euphoria.

When your breathing resumes back to normal. He places a wet kiss on your thigh and crawls up your body. His clothes long discarded. His hard cock sits between your wet lips.

“Inspection phase one passed.” He teases, biting your neck and running his tongue over the mark. “Now to test phase two.” You both moan when he pushes in. Your walls wet and soft around his hard hot cock. “Fuck doll. Hold onto something. This will be hard and fast.”

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