#im going to be circling after tonight because i need to hit the 'foreigners god' of it all between them rn

[septembermonologues]

dorian and orym still moving as a united front against a god even when they're working from different angles is truly such a huge sign of how far they've come since they first met and started working together

[buriednurbckyrd]

Old Flame

This is probably my favorite smut that I’ve ever written, and that’s saying a lot because I’ve written plenty.   ***This series is not over, but I have no more fics currently planned.  Please feel free to send me requests for this series!  I love writing it and I want to continue.

Chapter 2

“You know what I regret about tonight?”  Bucky asked her in the elevator on the way to their floor.  He was stood behind her with his arms around her waist placing lazy kisses on her neck and shoulders.  

“What's that?” She asked, leaning back into his embrace.

“We didn't get to dance.”  Y/N sighed wistfully.

“Yeah…  I really wanted to have at least one with you.  I danced with Steve for a few minutes but that was just a rescue mission.”  The doors opened and she lead him out, his arms still around her.  

“That punk stole my dance?  I'll kill 'im.” She giggled and pulled away, walking over to the record player.  She selected a record and set it in, gently placing the needle on the vinyl.  

“It's just you and me now, though.”  She held out her hand for him as the soft orchestral sounds flowed out.  He smiled and took her hand.  “And besides, Stevie has nothing on you.”  He chuckled and slipped his arm around her, swaying to the music.  

“You know what I really liked about tonight?”  He murmured.  Her scarlet lips curled in a grin.  

“What's that?” she replied once again.  

“Watching that idiot realize what he lost when he ditched you for the ice queen.” He dipped her dramatically.  Y/N let her head fall back and laughed. Bucky nibbled at her exposed neck before pulling her back up.  Her eyes sparkled with humor, her face flushed, and her carefully styled hair was slightly mussed.  “You are the most beautiful woman I've ever seen, you know that?”  

“Hmm, you've seen a lot of ladies in your time.”  She teased.  

“None of them were you,”  his hand slipped lower to feel the curve of her bottom, still covered by her dress.  “None of them had an ass like this.” He said darkly.  

“I'm one great ass in a million.”  

“One perfect total package in a billion.”  He crushed his lips to hers. She grinned against his mouth.  When they broke apart slightly breathless Y/N rested her head against his chest, listening to his racing heart.  

“What did you mean before?”  She asked.  Bucky's fingers played with the ends of her hair.  

“Hmm?”

“When you said it had nothing to do with the dress?”  

“Oh, that.  Don't get me wrong, I love the dress, Doll.”  He took her hands and stepped back to look at her, a sound between a growl and a groan leaving his throat.  “Goddamn do I love you in this dress…  But it's the confidence that makes you unbelievably sexy.  You look like a fuckin' dream and you know it.” She blushed and turned her face away, smiling.  He cupped his metal hand around her cheek, smirking when the cool temperature sent a shiver through her body.  “You're a goddess, Y/N...” he whispered.  “You deserve to be ravished, to be worshiped.”  He walked around her, trailing his fingers over her neck and shoulders.

“Bucky...” She said his name softly, almost like a whine.  She could feel him undoing the tiny hooks down the back of her dress, revealing her bare back.  

“No bra?” Surprise colored his tone.

“It's all sort of built into the dress.”  She replied, letting out a sigh.  It felt nice to get out of the slightly restrictive gown.  

“Very convenient.”  He undid the last hook and helped her step out of the dress.  “I had visions of tearing that off of you, but it's too pretty to ruin.”  Y/N was left in a pair of midnight blue panties and her heels.  Bucky reached around her and cupped her breasts, pulling her flush against his chest.  She let her head fall back, his fingers pinched lightly at her nipples.  Bucky was still fully dressed, the fabric of his tuxedo felt luxurious against her naked body.  “You don't even know what you do to me, do you?”  He said quietly, letting his fingers travel lower.  She arched her back and pushed her butt against his pelvis, feeling how hard he was in his pants.  

“Mmm, I think I have some idea.”  Bucky hissed in arousal and his fingers dug into her soft flesh.  The dull ache from his grip just excited her more.  She turned around and her hand went to his belt before he stopped her.  

“Please Y/N, let me worship you tonight.”  He pleaded, his eyes dark.  He shrugged out of his jacket and pulled at the bow tie until it tore.  His shirt went the same way when he grew impatient with all the buttons.  She gasped as he tossed the sad scraps aside.  “There's something about you Y/N,” he told her.  “I want to spend every waking moment touching you.”  He was laying her down on their bed, but she wasn't sure when they entered the bedroom.  

“Bucky, please...”  He traced his lips down her neck.  

“'Please' what, Kitten?”  He circled one of her nipples with his tongue before closing his lips around it and she cried out.  “Do you trust me, Doll?”

“Of course I do.”  She replied without hesitation.  Bucky moved down her body and nipped at her belly, and she stiffened.  He lifted his head and looked up at her.  She had crossed her arms over her breasts and her brow furrowed.  

“Don't close up on me, sweetheart...”  He peppered the skin of her abdomen and thighs with open mouthed kisses.   “I want to taste you.  I want to feel you tremble.” She was chewing on her bottom lip, but her arms slid back to her sides.  

“No one's ever…I just never thought anyone would want to...With me.” She turned her head.  

“Look at me,” he ordered gently.  “Your body is magnificent.  Remember how you felt earlier tonight, done up all pretty.”  He began to slowly pull down her panties, lavishing every inch of her with attention as it was reveled.  “That confidence, that sparkle in your eyes.  I'd say I wish we stayed longer so you really got the chance to show off, but I can't complain too much when I'm between these thighs.”  He nuzzled his face against her skin, his rough stubble scratching her in the most delicious way.  “Please let me taste you,” he begged.  “I'll stop if you get uncomfortable but I just want to try.”  He looked up at her, his eyes hazy with lust.  Not trusting herself to speak, Y/N nodded and Bucky groaned like a man finding salvation.  The flimsy fabric ripped in his fists and he wasted no time diving in with his tongue.  

She shuddered when he licked over her clit.  The sensation of his mouth on her sex was completely foreign, but not unwelcome.  He splayed his human hand over her belly, fingers curling into the soft flesh to keep her from moving too much.  If not for his super strength, she would have bucked her hips wildly when two silver digits slid into her heat.  

“Oh god, oh fuck.”  She whimpered, trying to remember why she hadn't let him do this before.  He lapped at her, moaning and sending little vibrations through her body.  He curled his fingers inside, searching for her g-spot.  When she let out a loud cry and a string of expletives he grinned and pressed against it, rubbing it firmly.  Her thighs closed around his face and he knew she was lost in her own pleasure, letting go of any lingering insecurities.  He sucked gently at her clit until he could feel her walls start to tighten around his fingers.  Before she reached her peak he eased away and propped himself up on his elbows to enjoy the sight before him.

Y/N was flushed and panting.  Her hair was a mess of curls and her professionally applied makeup was smudged.  He was sure his mouth was smeared with her red lipstick as well, but he didn't care.  Her thick body was spread out before him like an offering and her taste lingered on his tongue.  He reached down and undid his pants, realizing how uncomfortable he was when his erection was freed.  He rid himself of his clothing and laid out beside her, smoothing her hair back from her forehead.  

“You still trust me?”  He murmured.

“Explicitly.” She purred back.  He pulled her leg over him and lifted her hips until she was straddling his waist.  

“Ride me.”  There was a fire in her eyes that bewitched him.  He knew that this time he wouldn't need to reassure her that he wanted to feel her weight on him, she would fulfill his request and  drive them both to release.  She wrapped her hand around him and stroked, teasing him for a few brief moments before lining herself up and lowering down.  Bucky let out a choked groan. “Shit, Doll, you feel amazing around me.”  The first roll of her hips had them both moaning.  “Oh fuck, Y/N!”  He watched her, mesmerized as she ran her hands over her own body, rolling her nipples in her fingers. Bucky slid his hands around her wide hips, guiding her as she gyrated against him.  

“Bucky, Bucky, Bucky…” She chanted his name like a prayer.  “Oh fuck, it's so good.”  She leaned back and changed the angle of her thrusts.  He could feel it immediately when his dick hit that place deep inside of her.  She let out a loud cry and clenched around him.  

“Fuck me, Kitten.  Just keep fucking me.” He groaned.  She sped up her movements, head falling back and her eyes shut in ecstasy.

“I'm so close,” she warned.  “Oh god, Bucky.”  He sat up and wrapped on hand around her back, burying the other in her hair.  

“I'm there with you, Doll, fuck!”  He bit her shoulder, scraping his teeth across her skin to try and muffle the sounds bubbling up in his throat.  

“Fuck! Oh fuck!” She sobbed out.  The orgasm nearly took her breath away, and she saw little stars go off behind her eyes.  Bucky came a few seconds after with a growl.  They stayed like that for a time, wrapped around each other, hearts racing.  When they both caught their breath, Bucky gently pulled out of her, wincing a little at the sensitivity.  Y/N rolled onto her back and just smiled at him sleepily.  

“You okay?”  He asked with a grin.  

“I feel a little floaty.”  Her words were slightly slurred.  Bucky chuckled and pressed a kiss to her forehead.  

“Keep floating for a minute, I'll be right back.”  She hummed in agreement and her eyes fluttered closed.  She drifted off for a moment but stirred when she felt him gently wipe her skin with a warm wash cloth.  “Don't fall asleep yet, here...”  He tugged her hand until she reluctantly got out of bed long enough to put on the pajamas Bucky had brought for her, knowing if she didn't she would wake up shivering even with his increased body temperature beside her.  They both slid under the covers and Y/N snuggled up to him.  

“I love you so much.”  She whispered.  He kissed the top of her head and ran his fingers up and down her arm.  

“I love you too.”  He replied. Bucky hated that anyone had ever hurt his beautiful girl, but laying in bed with her, satisfied and drifting off to sleep he couldn't help but feel grateful for everything that had led them to each other.