#hbc college au

[jobean12-blog]

Now that I mentioned it, I can't stop thinking about it and I love you the most and know you'll do this so much justice!!! Imagine being Quarantined in your cute little house in the suburbs with Bucky and you guys bought a trampoline, once it's built and you're bouncing on it, Bucky is like "fuck, this is bouncy. Reminds me of when you're bouncing on my cock" and let's just say Bucky wants to move the trampoline into your bedroom for future sex 😂 I love you 💜

Might as well JUMP!

Pairing: Bucky x reader (College Bucky AU!)

Word Count: 1,094

Summary: After a long night of partying you wake up to an annoying noise, your boyfriend Bucky no where to be found...what could he be up to?

Author’s Note: So I changed the setting for this a little @mushyjellybeans and I hope that is ok! instead of it taking place during quaratine in burbs it’s at college where they live together (renting) in a house with 4 of their friends. It worked great for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club College AU Day! Hope you like it! It was so fun to write and I may or may not have listened to ‘Jump’ like 12x! haha! Thank you all for reading! Much love❤❤❤ PS for some reason when I thought of Bucky in college this particular gif came to mind! ;) 

Warnings: fluff, college humor, Sam and Steve being sassy, Bucky being sexy, dirty talk, cursing, implied smut :) 

You wake to an awful pounding in your head, groaning and covering your face with the pillow. “Buck? Bucky? Buckyyyyyy?” you whine. Peaking from just under the corner you see no sign of Bucky, the rest of your small twin bed empty except for the messy covers and his tee shirt. Turning over you grab your phone to check the time, a small gasp escaping when you see it’s after 12pm.

“Shit,” you mutter, pulling your underwear up and throwing Bucky’s shirt over your head. You wash up quickly, opting to put on your boy shorts and bra, knowing there could very well be random people sprawled across the living room of your house. Having your own place in college was a dream come true, except when you had 5 other roommates, 3 of them boys!

Stomping down the steps you continue your search for Bucky, instead spotting Sam curled up on the couch with a pillow over his head. “You look like me 10 minutes ago,” you chuckle, picking up the pillow and poking him. “Have you seen Bucky?” Sam rolls over, huffing and putting the pillow back over his head. “That asshole was making so much noise earlier, going on about jumping and Van Halen and building some shit in the yard. I couldn’t pay attention long enough to care and he wouldn’t shut up!”

You smash the pillow into Sam’s head and walk away, grumbling as you head to the back door. The banging starts up again and you call Bucky’s name. “BABE! You’re up! Don’t come out here yet, wait a sec,” he yells from the yard. You stop at the door, arms crossed over your chest and tapping your foot. True to his word he’s at your side quickly. “Morning,” he says, his smile suspicious. You grab the blue hat off his head and turn it around backwards as he leans in to kiss you. “Someone slept in.”

“Yea! And someone else didn’t! We were up until like 4 am! What the hell are you doing up and what have been doing?” He silences the rest of your rant with his mouth, backing you against the wall as his hand travels under your (his) tee shirt. With a giggle, you put your hands on his chest, lightly pushing him away, “don’t distract me! What. Have. You. Been. Doing?”

He rolls his eyes and tells you to close yours. “Now, don’t look until I tell you to, got it?” You nod, holding onto his arm as he leads you outside. The warm sunshine and cool air are a welcome relief from the stuffiness of the house, the smell of alcohol and bad choices still lingering. “HURRY UP, Buck!” Clicking his tongue, he chides, “always so impatient. Ok, wait right here.” He stands you on the grass and lets your hand go.

You squeeze your eyes shut in frustration, trying to not to huff too loudly. Suddenly, you hear a strange noise, something you recognize but haven’t heard it what feels like forever. “Bucky, what the hell is going on?” The familiar noise continues followed by Bucky’s laughter. “Ok, baby, open ‘em up!”

Opening your eyes, you take in the sight before you. There is a large trampoline now sitting in your yard with Bucky gleefully jumping on it. “OMG!” you squeal, running toward it and climbing on. “Now I know why Sam said you were talking about Van Halen! THIS IS AWESOME! HOW?” Bucky jumps over to you, taking your hands in his as you two bounce together in a circle.

“Well, I woke up at like 9am.” You immediately make a horrified face and he laughs, “I know, I know, I felt the same, but I had this dream about a trampoline and I woke up and ran to Walmart to get one.” You let go of his hands and do a twirl, asking more questions, “so that’s what the banging was this morning, then?” He backs up and does a flip, nodding and smiling as you give him a thumbs up.

“I know what we need,” he belts out, hopping off the trampoline and retrieving his phone from the grass. He connects it to the speakers in the yard and you hear the iconic start to Van Halen’s ‘Jump’ blast through them. “YESSSSSS!” you cheer, jumping higher and spinning.

You and Bucky are so busy jumping you don’t notice Steve come shuffling out the door and onto the grass. He’s shouting but you don’t hear him, too busy singing and jumping. He finally finds Bucky’s phone and shuts the music, standing and glaring at you both with his hands on his hips. “What is going on out here? It’s so early and you two are SO LOUD!”

Bursting into a fit of giggles, you point at Steve, sassing. “First of all. Good afternoon to you too. Second, it’s after 12pm, princess and third, nice hair. What the hell happened to you last night?” Steve’s hand immediately flies up to his hair, the strands sticking up in all directions. He tries with no success to tame them, groaning and glaring at you again, “whatever, could you two just shut the hell up, I have a headache.”

He stomps off and you start laughing all over again, asking Bucky to turn the music back on. He does so happily, now standing on the grass and staring at you as you jump. “What? You’re done jumping already?” you tease. Bucky licks his lips as he walks toward the trampoline. You stop jumping and stare him down, “what?” you ask, this time a bit sterner.

“Why did you stop bouncing,” he asks, his voice low. “Because, uh, you’re staring and I don’t know why,” you dead pan. “Fuck me,” he says, still giving you no real explanation. “I did that last night baby,” you say with a wink and start jumping again. He climbs back in and leans against the netting. “This thing is really bouncy, reminds me of when you’re riding my cock.”

You’re momentarily stunned, then you realize that his eyes keep moving down to your boobs as you bounce. Giving him a wicked grin, you reply, “well as fun as this is, I like bouncing on your cock way better.” You call him over with the crook of your finger. Bucky bounces toward you and does one quick flip before he reaches you, grabbing you and pulling you into his chest. “That’s good to know. Although, I wish this fit in our room, we could have so much fun.”

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[nano--raptor]

Frat Party

Pairing: Chase Collins x Reader

Word Count: 637

Warnings: Flirting, alcohol mention, frat party shenanigans

A/N: Written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club ‘s College AU 24 Hour Surprise Drabble Challenge! I was inspired by this scene from The Covenant, enjoy!! 😘 (Also tumblr was being a butt while I was trying to post this so I’m sorry if you got tagged like, 17 times 😑)

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You watched him over the rim of your drink, eyes following the movements of his hands, watching his eyes crinkle as he laughed, his body moving almost sinfully as he schooled the other guys at table soccer. You couldn’t help yourself, he was sexy and confident and the way his eyes sparkled and his grin lit up his whole face, you found yourself staring, fantasizing about what it would be like to have his hands on you, his lips on your skin.

When your eyes met briefly you both looked away like two people who met while walking down the street. You tried to be cool, casually looking around the room, forcing yourself to actually notice how many people from your year were here, some frat party. There was one every weekend it seemed, but you’d finally had the courage to go to one, after your bestie told you that Chase would be here. You’d had a crush on him for ages, and she was getting sick of you talking about him all the time without doing anything about it. 

“He probably doesn’t even know I exist,” you’d whined. She rolled her eyes, but had twisted your arm enough and dragged you along with her tonight, and there he was, being his usual cocky self. Butterflies bounced around in your stomach while you watched him.

“If you get a chance, talk to him. You’re gorgeous too girl, I’m sure he’s noticed you. You guys share like, half a course load for crying out loud.” Nat tried to build you up on your way here, and your nerves, while still there, had turned into something warmer. It was probably the drinks, but something about the way Chase moved, the way he laughed, the way he flicked his eyebrows and smirked at the corner of his mouth, it made you hot.

Your eyes wandered up his body again, but this time, Chase was watching you. A smirk grew on his lips again when your eyes met, and you froze, blinking and then raising your drink to your lips to try and hide your nerves. His eyes almost looked hungry and you felt your cheeks heat up under his gaze. He had definitely noticed you. Your heart was racing and part of you wanted to run, but you also felt frozen in place. He winked and then went back to his game, leaving you feeling like your skin was on fire.

You noticed that he kept stealing glances your way, so you mingled around a bit, refilling your drink, and trying not to look like some desperate highschooler, always peeking back in his direction. Chase’s game eventually ended with a raucous outburst from the other guys, and he strode over towards you with the air of someone who just won his team the championship.

“Well aren’t you a pretty little thing,” his smooth voice washed over you, and he snapped his fingers, as if trying to place you and remember your name. You told him, forever grateful for your voice not betraying your nerves. “Yes! I knew I’d seen that smile before.” His grin was charming but his eyes were hungry, and whether he was sincere or just wanted a piece of your ass, you weren’t sure. But honestly you didn’t care either way. You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t been lusting over him either.

Chase kept you close to him the rest of the night, the smell of his cologne and the feel of his warm arm around you just as intoxicating as the drinks were. When he grabbed your hand at the end of the night and with darkened, hooded eyes, and led you into the house to find an empty bedroom, you followed him eagerly. You couldn’t fucking wait to get your hands on him.

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Dropping Hints

A/N: The continuing saga of College Bucky for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ during their Back to School Week - enjoy!

Word Count: 699 Warnings: mild language - clueless boys

“I’m gonna fail,” Bucky whined to you as you both exited the lecture hall. “I can’t afford to fail this class!” He turned to you suddenly. “Study with me PLEASE!”

You couldn’t help the laugh that bubbled up. “Feeling a little desperate, are we?”

“No way!” He slung his left arm around your shoulders as you walked towards the cafeteria. “Clearly it was my luck you sat next to me the first day. Beautiful, smart, sassy…” He pulled you close and kissed your cheek. “Please?”

Every other part of you was on fire from his casual touches but the chaste kiss fried your brain. “Um…” you hesitated.

“Finally turning my boy down?” Sam teased as the two of you joined the rest of the group.

“NO!” You noticed a few heads turning your way and you ducked down as you quietly repeated. “No, I’m not turning him down. Yes Bucky I’ll help you study.”

While Bucky shot out a fist pump with his right hand Sam stared at the two of you. “Study? Study buddies? You two?”

Bucky frowned. “Why the hell not?”

“If I may quote you exactly,” Sam started as he ticked off on his fingers, “‘Beautiful, smart, sassy.’ What the ever-loving hell Barnes?”

Steve and Nat shared matching smirks, even Clint was awake and enjoying this little show. Bucky’s frown deepened and he crossed his arms over his chest. “Why are you being such an ass, Wilson?”

Sam ignored Bucky and turned his attention to you, winking from his right eye before he spoke. “Y/n, Bucky here is an absolute dolt, and stupid to boot. Wanna go out with me sometime?”

“Hey!” Bucky’s cry was indigent. “Why are you asking out my study buddy? She’s mine!”

The whole table now turned to Bucky. Steve and Nat were falling over themselves, laughing while Clint shook his head with a knowing smile. Sam looked at you again, waiting for your response. “Barnes,” Sam drawled, “I’m not asking her to be my study buddy; I’m askin’ her out on a DATE! What do you say y/n?”

You drew a small breath, getting ready to answer when Bucky stopped you. His eyes searched your face briefly. “You don’t want to go out with Sam, do you?” You could hear the slight whine in his voice, his eyes wide and forlorn.

You tilted your head to the left, staring right back at Bucky, eyes slightly narrowed. “No Bucky, I don’t want to go out with Sam.” You turned back to Sam. “Sorry.” You gave him a knowing smile and winked with your left eye, then turned back to Bucky. “But I might wanna ask that guy out, over there.” Everyone followed your finger, landing on Scott Lang juggling apples and oranges in front of an impressed crowd. 

Bucky scowled. “That clown? I thought you wanted dark and mysterious?”

You rolled your eyes and stared at Bucky once more. “Dark and mysterious hasn’t gotten my hints in a while. Clowning and smart might be my new type.” Sam howled as Clint hit the table with a loud smack. Nat high-fived you while Steve shook his head, chuckling at his best friend. Bucky sat there, unsure what had just happened. It was your turn to shake your head; you glanced down at your watch and sighed. “Organic chemistry, here I come.” You kissed Bucky’s cheek as you rose from your seat. “You call me when you want to study, okay?” For good measure, you added a slight sway to your hips as you walked out of the cafeteria. 

Bucky watched as Scott ran up to you and slung his arm around your shoulders; he scowled again. “What does she see in him?” he muttered. 

Nat gave an exasperated sigh. “Dude! She likes you, duh!” Bucky straightened up in his seat as his mind traveled back over…

“Fuck! And now she’s…? I gotta…” Bucky practically fell out of his chair to chase after her.

“Down boy,” Nat teased. “ Remember what she just told you before she left.” 

Bucky was about to mouth off, then thought about it. “Got it, call her, ask her out. Right?”

“If you don’t, I will,” Clint said.

[eurynome827]

Watch Out For The Quiet Ones

A College AU with college!sub!Bucky...

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[sergeant-bonky]

Life of The Party

Bucky Barnes x Reader (College AU)

Summary: you weren't in the mood to drink and neither was Bucky. (Based off the prompt submitted to @the-ss-horniest-book-club)

Warnings: Mentions of drinking (but you and Bucky are sober), fluff

Authors Notes: Getting through Monday sloooooowly.

If you could see yourself in the eyes of someone else, you could imagine you looked like one of those introverts who sat in the corner of the room and petted the cats.

Your friend Natasha dragged you here tonight, a local house party hosted by the infamous Sam Wilson—figures, he was always the life of the party— and you just didn't feel like drinking. Not to mention the amount of studying you had to do this week.

While every student around you were busy getting drunk, you were busy grabbing yourself a glass of ice water and standing in the corner of the kitchen.

One of Sam's friends, Bucky enters the kitchen not long after you. His brunet locks tied up in a man bun, his red flannel shirt and his dark jeans made him look like a teenage biker.

"Hey." He awkwardly greets with a slight wave of his hand. A glass of water in his hand too.

"Hi. Not drinking either?" You motion with your chin to his glass. Bucky shakes his head and purses his lips.

"Nah. Not my scene." He admits, looking so out of place, just like you.

"Me neither.' a quiet giggle slips through your lips.

"I'm Bucky." He grins, showing a line of his perfectly white teeth.

"I know. I watched you when you were sleeping." You grin and realize what you said, "No I mean... I saw you in the library." Ugh. "Anyway... I'm Y/N."

You were horrified. It was the first time you ever laid eyes on him. He was studying in the corner of the library, his body slumped in the chair and his eyes closed. Until another student sneezed and his flew open.

Bucky laughed. "Wow. Nice to meet you." He stretched a hand out for you to shake, his grip firm but gentle at the same time. You stood in your little corner chatting about your lives, loving the way the two of you hit it off.

About an hour or two later—you lost track of the time—you were feeling hungry. And it was like he had powers to read minds, he spoke up. "Do you wanna go and grab some pizza a few blocks away?"

You quirked an eyebrow and he tapped his ear, "I have sensitive hearing. I was born with it and unless you have a dog in your stomach... I thought you might be hungry."

You laughed and shook your head. "Pizza sounds great."

[idle-writer]

STUDY ALL NIGHT

pairing: College AU! bucky barnes x reader

warnings: none

A/N: My first ever submission for the @the-ss-horniest-book-club . (I wish I found them sooner!) This is in response to College AU challenge. Enjoy reading! :)

You’ve always thought studying with Bucky alone in your apartment is a bad idea, but when he pouted his lips, and gave you his kicked-puppy face™, promising you he’ll be a good boy, you caved.

Your coffee table is covered with a clutter of books, and papers. Your back hurts a little from being seated at the floor, yet a smile is in your face, a great feeling of satisfaction seeps through you as you finish reviewing pages after pages after pages of academic work.

You’re also surprised AND amazed and proud? It has been quite a while since you two started studying, and your boyfriend, who always seems to want to get in your pants the moment you two are alone, hasn’t made an attempt to do so. Sometimes you will catch him looking at you, but he will just smile and return to whatever it is he’s doing. He also asks you if you need anything, snacks, water, a hug – that one you accept because Bucky gives the best hug in the world.

You didn’t even notice that you finished what you are supposed to do way earlier than you expected. You decided to observe Bucky for a while. You watch as he simply buries his nose at the stack of papers in front of him, brows furrowing, tongue occasionally peeking out when he’s deeply concentrating. And when he is about to turn a page, your eyes follow the movement of his tongue as he licks at the pad of his thumbs. Your mind reels, remembering all the other things that tongue of his can do.

A smirk forms at Bucky’s lips, “Doll, I’m doing my best to be a good boy here so can you please stop staring at me like that.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you quip, snatching a random book from the table and turning all your attention into it. As if a book can fend away the charm coming off James Buchanan Barnes.

He chuckles, “You don’t know?”

When you didn’t answer, he shifts from his and leans toward you, his tone drops, amusement no longer on his voice, “You really don’t know?”

A shiver goes through you when you feel something wet touch the shell of your ear, followed by his hot breath as he whispers, “You look at me like how I look you, sweetheart. But don’t worry, we can study all night.”

[jbbuckybarnes]

Move-in Day

Pairing: Modern!Bucky x Reader (platonic) A/N: This is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​‘s College AU challenge. I wrote it in like an hour, so ignore any dumb typos and all that fun stuff. Also let me know if you want a second part where Reader meets Steve and Sam. Warnings: Fluff, awkwardness, food, not proofread.

„Mixed housing.“ You shrugged when that topic came up in your preparation for college and school housing. Well, now you were about to see the person you would spend at least a year with. With a big suitcase in your hand and a giant box still waiting in your car you stood in front of the room with your number on it. After taking a few deep breaths you pushed down the door handle and slowly opened the door. „One minute! I‘m still putting stuff in the bathroom!“ A deep, soothing male voice echoed from the bathroom. You looked at his side of the room, full of his shirts, a ukulele, a polaroid, a big candle, a bunched up pack of fairy lights and a trophy that seemed to be sports-related.

A few seconds later a pair of blue eyes peaked out of the bathroom, brown hair all disheveled. „Oh, you must be my roommate then.“ The rest of him became visible to you. He was tall, looked strong but his face was softer than a million puppies. „I guess so.“ You gave a nervous chuckle. „James, but most people call me Bucky.“ He didn‘t know either if a hug or a handshake was appropriate. „Y/N, people like to call me Blue. Because I had blue hair tips for a few years.“ You smiled at the memories. „That must‘ve looked cool as fuck...um, if you need help hanging anything up, you know who to ask.“ He was as awkward as you, you guessed that was a win. „I mean, Command Hooks aren‘t really hard.“ You laughed. „You say that now. I‘ve just stood in there for an hour, trying to hang up one of those mini shelf thingies.“ He looked at you with traumatized eyes and had you laugh harder. „That explains your hair.“ You pointed at it and he looked up crosseyed and fixed it. „Yeah. Do you need help carrying anything?“ He asked very attentively. „Naaah, I only have one more thing to get from my car and that‘s it. I didn‘t bring much.“ He nodded before pointing at the bathroom and leaving to set it up further. You were glad you two had a bathroom right in your room and only the living room and kitchen were shared with another two people. After you had brought the giant box with a marble pattern on it to the dorm, you needed to lay in the bed for a minute, panting and staring at the ceiling. This was going to be home for a while. The bed dipped next to you and you looked up at James. „I think we need rugs, this floor is ugly.“ He noted monotone and then grinned at you. „Yeah, I only brought a bedside table thing, this box, my bathroom stuff and a few pillows.“ You sat up too.

The rest of the day was spent setting up your shared cove and fairy lighting the shit out of your room. He shared a bit about his sports background and what he was going to major in. You told him about graduating a year early and your fucked sleeping pattern he would have to live with. His side was navy blue and white, yours was white and grey. It was almost as if you had planned this beforehand. He had a big constellation poster over his bed, you had put up a canvas you had painted yourself. He put up the ukulele, you put up a neon sign reading „Good Vibes.“ You both decided rugs, a full-length mirror and a basket for more pillows and blankets needed to be bought. It was almost funny how anxious you were earlier, the boy was an absolute delight to have around. „Ordering takeout?“ You suggested later in the day. „Absolutely.“ He answered, getting out his phone.

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Taking an astronomy course with Bucky in college.

Another mood board for @the-ss-horniest-book-club 24 hour surprise drabble challenge.

[hawksmagnolia]

HBC 24 Hour Challenge: College AU

On Deck: Jefferson Hatter (OUAT)

Jefferson is our sweet history student. Gotta know the history of places before you start portal jumping...no one wants to end up in the middle a war! I think he needs to be somewhere full of history so I’ve put him at Oxford. Because tea parties and Britian just go together. 

Coming up: SEC football player Bucky, Dark artist Jefferson, lawyer Charles, dancer Dayton and science nerd Chris. Stay tuned! (List is open to changes and additions!)

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[jobean12-blog]

Midnight at the Library Masterlist

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader (College/Librarian AU)

Summary: You meet Bucky during your late night study session at the library. He ends up being the best study buddy you’ve every had...in more ways than one. 

Author’s Note: This is for the HBC’s @the-ss-horniest-book-club Week of Love celebration! It’s a college love story in 7 chapters. It involves some silly Science jokes, a surprise guest and lots of sweet stuff. Later chapters may have smut so 18+ only please and thank you! First chapter tomorrow! :) I’m not putting titles yet, don’t want to give too much away ;) Thanks so much for reading and much love always! ❤❤❤ (My beautiful divider is by @imerdwarf​ )

Chapter 1: First meeting -Late Night Study Buddy

Chapter 2: First Date- It’s Not Trivial 

Chapter 3: First Kiss - A Kiss Long Overdue

Chapter 4: First ‘I love you’ - Love at the Library

Chapter 5: First Sleepover -A Break from the Books *

Chapter 6: First Public Display of Affection -The Reference Sextion *

Chapter 7: First Valentine’s Day - A Valentine’s for the Books *

* Indicates SMUT (18+ ONLY PLEASE AND THANK YOU)

[nano--raptor]

Two Birds with One Stone

Pairing: Professor Charles Blackwood x College TJ Hammond

Words: 600

Warnings: Professor/Student relationship, smut, sex, anal sex, handjob, dirty talk, praise, cursing, TJ is mid 20s’s and Charles is mid-late 30’s.

A/N: Written for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ for the Idioms Challenge theme day! This is inspired by the idiom: Killing two birds with one stone - Meaning: Accomplishing two different tasks in the same undertaking.

This is also a follow up to On Time Arrangement, and while it isn’t a direct continuation, it’s the same au. Give it a read if you’d like, and thank you for reading this one!

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TJ groaned, the edge of the desk digging into his hips as he lay, bent over it, just as Professor Blackwood jerked forward, bottoming out inside him.

“So tight for me,” Charles purred in his ear, making TJ whimper and drop his forehead to the desk. Charles gripped the back of his neck and rocked his hips, slowly pulling out, then pushed all the way in again. He picked up a steady pace, fucking TJ good, so good, he was one of the best TJ’d ever had. He was addicted. He couldn’t help it. He tried to concentrate, tried to do well in Blackwood’s class, but all he could usually think about was being on his knees for this man, or being bent over this very desk, with Charles’ thick cock stretching him out.

“Love when I use you like this, don’t you? You’ll do anything to get my cock. I see you up there, trying to be the best student, the most attentive. Well,” Charles said, driving deeper and making TJ whine. “You definitely pay attention, don’t you sweetheart? Remembering what I like, making me feel so good. So. Fucking. Good.”

Charles’ words were punctuated by his thrusts, and TJ knew he was close, could feel him twitch, feel him push deeper, harder, until Charles groaned and stilled above him, his fingers digging into TJ’s hips as his release spilled inside. TJ groaned with him, his cock painfully hard, and he gasped when Charles reached around to wrap his hand around him, squeezing and stroking him. TJ’s hips bucked forward, rutting into Charles’ hand while his professor stroked him firmly, squeezing the head just right and mumbling filthy things into his ear.

“You’re so hard baby, so responsive, I love how you fall apart for me like this.” TJ whimpered again and he could feel the vibrations as Charles hummed, probably smirking at just how easy TJ was for him. “You wanna come? You want me to make you feel good and let you come?” TJ nodded, clutching the desk, squeezing his eyes shut, his heart pounding in his ears; he wanted to come so badly. “What was that?” Charles teased. “I didn’t hear you.”

“Yes sir!” TJ wailed, and Charles stroked him harder, faster, purring in his ear again.

“Good boy.” The two words that made TJ weak, and he gasped, his orgasm crashing into him as the praise pushed him over the edge. He came with a groan, his body shuddering and trembling beneath Charles’ as he pressed him down onto the desk, and Charles hummed again before releasing him, and slowly pulling out. TJ sagged against the desk, trying to catch his breath, before grabbing a tissue to clean himself up. When he turned around, Charles was doing up his belt, walking around the desk to sit in his chair on the other side. TJ did the same, sitting in the chair across from him with a sigh, feeling completely fucked out. He smoothed out his hair and straightened his shirt, as Charles smirked, holding TJ’s gaze with a look that still made him shiver. TJ knew he was a slut for this man, but he couldn’t help it. Not when Charles was that smooth, that sexy, that good at fucking him. He knew Charles liked it too, and he’d keep coming back as long as Charles would have him. TJ blinked slowly as Charles’ voice washed over him, pulling him out of his thoughts.

“Now that we’ve got the real reason for your visit out of the way, let’s talk about that paper of yours.”

[jewels2876]

Dumbstruck

A/N: My third Back to School drabble! This one is all about Steve Rogers for @the-ce-horniest-book-club​

No warnings - sort of another pop culture reference, unintended, but bonus points again if you get it! Word Count: 264

The quad was filled with students; some had started an impromptu football game while others were scattered about the grass reading, looking over class schedules, or just sunning themselves. You weren’t paying very close attention to anyone as you made your way towards the cafeteria. “Look out!” you heard someone yell.

Something collided with your head and you tumbled onto the sidewalk, books falling everywhere. You started to sit up when a pair of clear blue eyes peered down at you. “Don’t move okay,” he urged gently as large hands skimmed over your head, neck, and shoulders. “Can you wiggle your toes?”

The odd request and hunky blonde asking them made you giggle in embarrassment. “But can you tell that I’m doing it?”

He smiled down at you before slowly helping you sit up. “Wide eyes, sass, I think I can clear you to stand if you’re ready?” You nodded and his large hands held yours as you stood. 

Another guy with a charming grin handed you your books. “Sorry for hitting you with the football,” he apologized. “I’m Sam, pre-law.” He pointed to the guy behind you who still had a gentle grip on your left hand. “He’s Steve, pred-med.”

You squeezed Steve’s hand before letting go to take the offered books. “Y/n, pre-not sure. But headed for some food if you guys want to join me?”

“Sure, gives me an excuse to keep an eye on you, just in case,” Steve replied smoothly. You pretend to not notice the fist bump Sam gave him as you started back towards the cafeteria.

[eurynome827]

Watch Out For The Quiet Ones (2)

@haebaebarnes asked me: "Watch Out For The Quiet Ones: rumor has it, Bucky has learned so much from your lessons that these days, he's capable of making women cum harder than any other man 😉" Okay. We're back.

This is Part 2 for Watch Out For The Quiet Ones - answering this ask AND a @the-ss-horniest-book-club Drunk Drabbles prompt submitted by @sergeant-bonky - "Barnes, I must say, you sure do look good down on your knees."  I saw this prompt and knew immediately that it belonged in this world. Welcome back to College!Sub!Bucky, this time with Extra Sub.

Warnings: slight D/S dynamics, praise kink, oral (f. receive), protected sex.

  It's just college. 

That's what you keep telling yourself. It's just college. No one's engaged, everyone can mess around as long as they're being safe.

So why does your heart feel hard in your chest when you hear girls giggling in the bathroom about what Bucky did to them in bed? Why does your skin heat up under your clothes when you see him chatting up girls at the bar? Why do you bite away the bitter bile of jealousy when the boys tease him about his conquests?

You can't be jealous, because not only is this "just college", you and Bucky are also "just friends". Sure, he ends up in your bed a fair amount now but you both tell each other it's just for "lessons".

Lessons that seem to be working out for Bucky.

So you're not too hard on yourself when you down a shot of tequila and say goodbye to everyone after spotting Bucky canoodling in a dark corner of the bar with the dimwit from your 18th Century Literature class. It's a night for cozy pajamas, a good book and trying really hard not to think about Bucky... your favorite pastimes. It's not working out too well and you're just about to check the batteries in your vibrator when there's a soft knock on your door.

"Hey, Buck."

"Hi, doll," he walks past you without an invitation and sits on your roommate's bed. You giggle softly at how comfortable he is with you now.

"Not sure if she's coming home," you nod to your roommate's pillow as you sit on your own bed.

"She's staying with Steve," Bucky's eyes are on you, and you shift under his gaze. "We all just left the bar."

"And you came here? Your face wasn't still attached to ...Deena? Darla?"

Bucky smirks a little, his cheeks dusting with pink. "No clue."

"Charming, Barnes."

He smiles at you, a genuine one, and you can't help returning it. "I felt like a lesson."

"I don't know how much more I have to teach you. I think you've already passed all the finals, from what I hear on the streets."

Bucky's eyebrows raise, a little cocky grin playing on his lips. "You sound a little jealous, Teach."

"Can't be jealous of my star student." You're teasing, playing, the back and forth banter so comfortable now between both of you. But you want more tonight, just like he does. What's the harm? It's just college. "But you may need a little punishment tonight, Bucky. You're acting awfully cocky," you lean back on the bed, playing with the buttons on your pajama top and watching his eyes widen. "Stand up."

He opens his mouth to speak, but thinks better of it, standing as you've directed. "Strip," you order quietly. "Everything off, and then kneel."

His eyes never leave you as he does what you ask, moving slower than he did that first frantic night. Finally he's naked and on his knees in front of you, with your eyes drifting over him shamelessly. 

"Barnes, I must say, you sure do look good down on your knees." Bucky grins at you, still silent, his eyes watching for your next move. You don't miss the slight twitch of his cock from your praise, however. Oh, you may have taught Bucky what you like, but you've learned what he likes too. 

Slowly, you unbutton your pajama top, watching him for his reaction. His pupils dilate, his breathing speeds up, and when you reveal yourself his hand reaches for his cock and - "no, no, no baby boy. Hands behind your back."

"But..."

"No touching what's mine." You're almost surprised at your words. You've never been possessive like that with him. But his reaction is...delicious. He shivers, his eyes closing a moment before opening again, the black of his pupils swallowing his ocean blue. He clasps his hands behind his back and you smile. "Good boy."

Bucky whimpers quietly, watching as you push down your pajama pants and open up for him, spreading your legs wide as you sit at the edge of the bed. "Please..."

"I like the way you ask so nicely," you purr, feeling almost drunk on the power you have over him. "Come here and show me what you've learned."

Bucky moves quickly once you've given him permission, burying his face between your legs and moving his hands to grip your thighs and hips, spreading you wider for his seeking tongue. You're loud - probably too loud but you don't care, burying your hands in his hair and humming your praises as Bucky takes you to the edge in record time. You're still catching your breath as he kisses along your inner thighs, murmuring, "please....please."

"Yes," you answer, gulping in a deep breath and pushing yourself back on the bed. "Yes, Bucky."

He reaches into your drawer for a condom without even looking. You two have been doing this a lot lately, you think, distracted for a moment by the familiarity of it all, but soon he's moving over you and looking down at you and all your bravado is about to fade away. The sparkle is back in his eyes, the swagger and the confidence that makes you weak, but his next sentence is what really ends you.

"You ready to take what's yours?"

"Fuck...." The way he throws your words back at you, acknowledging your claim when you're not even sure why you made it in the first place, makes you whimper. "Yes, Bucky. Give it to me." 

He kisses you as he pushes in, groaning as you yield to him. Sure, you've done this a lot lately, but something about this time feels different. You're wrapped up in each other, laid bare in every way. Drinking in each other's noises through endless kisses. He's using everything he knows to make you cum for him again and again and when he's finally filling the condom you wish for the first time that you could feel him inside you. 

It's quiet between the two of you as he cleans you up and settles in beside you, pulling the blanket up and holding you close. Two heartbeats race, knowing that something is different and wondering what happens next.

You break the silence first. "Bucky?"

His voice is husky with sleep. "Yeah, doll?"

"I'm glad you came over."

Bucky holds you a little tighter, turning his head to snuggle into the crook of your neck. "This is where I wanted to be tonight."

You sigh, content, playing with his hair and letting your eyes close. Who knows what will happen next, but right now you're going to enjoy this. After all, it's college.

[sergeant-bonky]

Road Trip To Somewhere

Bucky x Beck x Scott x Reader (college au)

Summary: You and your three best friends go on a road trip. (Based off the prompt submitted to @the-ss-horniest-book-club)

Warnings: Fluff!

Authors Notes: This was such a hard choice!

The radio was playing Bruce Springsteen and the laughter filled the empty spaces of the car. A road trip is what everyone needed and when your best friends asked you to tag along, you didn't hesitate for one second.

The last couple of months being stressful. Exams were kicking everyone's ass and this was the perfect reliever.

Beck was studying astronomy. He wanted to become an astronaut and go to Mars someday. He was the geekiest but kindest man out of the friend group.

Bucky was studying History. Learning about the real olden days. He was intrigued by how people lived in the 1800s. Bucky was considered the broodiest out of the group.

And Scott, was studying Law. He wanted to become an attorney and fight for justice. Scott was the most serious one out of the group, the others often teasing him he'll be there to bail them out in the future.

And you, you were studying (your favorite subject). You were the quietest and the one to keep the group together.

You were huddled up in the back next to Beck. The two of you listening to Bucky and Scott argue over a licence plate they passed. It was a little game for the road; make up words based off people's license plates which ended up like this, people disagreeing and arguing.

"Will you two knock it off!" You pouted, your feet resting on the back of Bucky's seat. He looked over his shoulder and glared at you before slapping your feet off.

"Can you NOT stick your disgusting feet near my face?" He stuck his fingers in his mouth and pretended to vomit.

'Accidentally' kicking him in the back of head, Beck stifled a laugh and threw a peanut at Scott's head.

"Hey! I'm driving here!" He complained, glancing in the rear view mirror. "Stop acting like children."

"Sorry, dad." You teased. Beck breaking out in a fit of giggles.

The road trip continued on for hours just like that. The four of you passing each other playful insults. You even managed to make Scott and Bucky crack a smile now and then.

Life wouldn't always be perfect, but with these men in your life, it was perfect to you.

[littledarlinwrites]

Starry Night

Pairing: Chris Beck x Reader

Word Count: 925

Rating: 18+

Author's Note: this is @eurynome827 for the HBC Summer Meet Cute Week! I hope I did it justice because this thing had a mind of it's own, lol! I also planned to watch The Martian before writing this, but, alas, it was not in the stars (Haha, get it? Okay, I'm done.) Leave me love because I'm needy lately?

Warnings: fluff, smut, or in eury terms fluffersmut!

It was one of your last semesters of college. You had decided, regrettably, to attend a summer course of a research class you needed for your degree, which meant every spare hour that you didn't spend sleeping, in class, or at work was spent in the library with your nose in a book. The bright side? The library wasn't completely unoccupied. There was a certain brown haired, blue eyed pre med student that also had their nose buried in an overwhelmingly large stack of books.

Fleeting glances and shy smiles led to the two of you slowly sitting closer and closer together until you both sat at the same table. Then sharing study snacks, highlighters and pens, and bringing coffee on particularly long days. Eventually you both started checking out books long term and hauling them to either his or your place depending on who got out of work last.

One day, late into the semester, you two were sitting on your couch studying. Papers and notebooks strewn about, books overlapping, and the TV on in the background. Your bare legs brushed against his denim covered ones, your oversized sweatshirt practically covering your hands like it did your shorts. Your hair cascaded around your face, obscuring your peripheral vision and the way Chris would glance at you when you were particularly concentrated on your screen. Your concentration broke with a yawn you couldn't suppress.

"Take a break?" Chris asked you as you stretched.

"Yeah, but I'm gonna grab a cup of coffee first though, meet you on the patio?" You asked him as you made your way into the kitchen. You both had settled into a comfortable routine in the last few weeks and had become close. Often you would take a break over half way into studying and take a step outside feeling the cool wood beneath your feet as Chris would point out different stars and constellations before going into a story about them.

You walked outside with the hot mug of coffee between your hands as the cool summer night air wrapped itself around your legs. You walked up to Chris standing beside him in companionable solitude.

"D'you know why I nicknamed you Venus?" Chris said, breaking the silence. You peared up at him through your eye lashes as he moved to stand in front of you. You shook your head no as he tentatively set his hands on your waist lightly and you moved your hands to his chest.

"You started calling me Mars after you found out it was my favorite planet, and Venus gets its name from the Roman's meaning beauty, and from the day I saw you with your nose buried in a book I thought you were the most beautiful woman I had ever seen." He said quietly as he stared into your eyes before they would glance down at your lips and back up again. You tugged on his t-shirt in a silent request for his lips on yours, one he responded to quickly.

It wasn't long before he tapped your legs for you to jump and he caught you easily. Goosebumps broke out across your legs, but it had nothing to do with the cool summer air. Chris walked with your legs wrapped around his waist and without breaking the kiss back into your place. He made his way to your bedroom before leaning over your bed to settle you against it. His warm hands caressed your legs and began trailing a path upwards along your sides, under your shirt stopping his hands just under your beasts.

You whined against his lips before taking your own hands and guiding his up further where you wanted them as your tongue battled his for dominance. His fingers pinched and twisted your nipples causing your back to arch and your hips to grind against his. You could feel that he was hard and heard the most delicious groan.

"Y/N." He said warningly. You ran your fingers through his short locks and looked him straight in the eyes.

"I want this with you, Chris." You said earnestly, and that was all he needed to hear before he began shedding his clothes and yours in a haste. His lips began mapping out your skin along with his hands and it wasn't long before you were a moaning mess beneath him. He finally lined himself up with your entrance and sheathed himself inside at a delicious pace. You felt him stretch you as he sheathed himself, your walls contracting around him. He began thrusting inside of you after a moment his arms caging around your head, his lips swallowing every moan. Your nails left red marks down his back and your back arched off the bed. It wasn't long before you felt the coil tightening in your lower belly.

"Chris!" You moan, "so close, please. Right there!" You whine as he hits that spot inside you that has you seeing stars. He hits that same spot three times before you unravel around him and send him into his own orgasm. You two are a painting mess as he stills, his softening cock still inside of you. He kisses you so softly you feel warmth bloom in your chest. He rolls over, pulling you against him so your head is resting on his chest as his fingers dance across your arm and back. In true form, he begins to tell you a story about a constellation. This one about Venus and Mars, and you find it to be your favorite too.

[the-ss-horniest-book-club]

Thursday 5-21-20 - it's time for another HBC 24 Hour Surprise Drabble Challenge!

Today in honor of college graduations, the theme is College AU! Take Seb/Any Seb Character back to school.

Rules For College AU Challenge Drabbles:

You do not need to choose prompts for this challenge - anything that can fit in a College AU is fine! (However if you need a little help or a prompt to get started, feel free to DM us for help.)

You can write as many or as few as you'd like, and there is no word minimum or maximum.

Smut/Fluff/Angst/any combo accepted, please adhere to HBC Guidelines.

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