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eviesaurusrex · 2 years

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Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Reader

summary: Bucky’s girl has to get her wisdom teeth removed, and he would go to all lengths to protect her from that experience—but he has to deal with the aftermath and takes care of her in the best possible ways.

word count: 2.1k

warnings: mentions of blood and surgical environment, mentions of pain and panic, Bucky being overprotective, mentions of his nightmares/night terrors, mentions of teeth removal, but overall more fluff than angst!

author’s note: This is entirely self-indulgence on my behalf bc I got mine removed on Tuesday, and it was probably the scariest experience I ever had in a doctor’s office. So, I need to imagine Bucky would be there and worry about me and take care of me.

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He sat in the hallway, forearms resting on his knees, of which one bounced rapidly to ease the need to jump up and walk straight into that room. Steve was right next to him—Bucky suspected that YN had asked him to sit down with him, just in case—and he was thankful for his best friend’s company because the sounds he could pick up in the distance almost drove him mad.

Bucky knew that Steve probably heard them more clearly, but the faint sounds were already enough for him to want to jump up and save his girl from the excruciating fear she now had to face in there. She sounded like an injured and scared animal, and he could hear her sobs traveling to his ears—it reminded him so much of the sounds he woke himself with night after night, the panic all-consuming, and only her tender touches could pull him back out of the memories. Listening to YN making those exact same noises almost broke his heart to a million pieces.

“Why can’t they just put her under,” he mumbled angrily, hands pushing through his now short hair, which YN had cut for him during a sunny but lazy Saturday morning. Steve softly patted his shoulder. “You know her body would burn through the anesthesia faster than they could work, and they can’t use the stuff Bruce developed because she tends to get high blood pressure from it.” Steve tried everything to get through to Bucky, to console him, to make him understand that this was the only option—and that everything would be alright. “She will push through it. They gave her something to calm down, and she doesn’t feel any pain.” His words seemed like a joke as another sobbing moan was heard by the two super soldiers. “Doesn’t sound like it,” Bucky mumbled, face buried in his hands.

The blonde man sighed deeply before speaking up again. “Friday?” The AI instantly woke to life. “Yes, Captain Rogers?” He threw a look at his friend before asking the question. “How is YN holding up in there?” They had to wait a few seconds before Friday spoke again. “Agent LN‘s blood pressure is slightly elevated, but Doctor Hilton just said they would be done in only a couple of minutes. The last tooth is rotated, and he needs a bit longer to remove it than he did for the previous three. I will notify you when they are done.”

Bucky slumped back against the wall behind him, releasing the held breath in a deep sigh, but still continued the wringing of his hands. The wiring sound of his metal arm increased as he raked his metal fingers through his hair once more, his eyes closed and dark brows furrowed. At least he didn’t hear the pained moan coming from his girlfriend anymore, but he still could make out her soft crying.

The following minutes passed as slowly as eternity probably would feel before Friday announced that the procedure was finished and the last stitch was made. Neither Steve nor the nurses who worked in the medbay of the compound could stop the brunette soldier as he jumped off the too-small chair and rushed through the hallway. He didn’t even bother to check if he was allowed to enter the sterile surgical room; instead, he just stalked in there, throwing everyone a dark look, before hurrying himself over to YN, who still rested on the horizontal chair, eyes red and puffy from all the crying, tears still running down her already slightly swollen cheeks.

“Oh, YNN,” he whispered gently and softly, prying open her cramped fingers, which held tensely onto each other. He took her hand in his, pressed it against his chest, and leaned down to pepper her forehead in soft kisses, not wanting to risk hurting her if he dared to kiss her cheeks. “You did so well, doll. So, so well,” he continued his whispered praises and brushed the salty tears off her cheeks and from underneath her eyes with a feather-like touch of his thumb. She looked up at him, tears still clearly visible in her watery eyes, and another sob escaped her throat. But suddenly, she choked on it, and a bit of blood escaped her lips as she coughed, which Bucky was fast to dab from there with the towel laying on the surgical tray right next to her.

“There. All gone.” He smiled down at her, and YN stretched her arms out to him, desperation and the remnants of panic and fear on her still pretty face, and he softly pulled her into his arms, lifting her off the chair. “Make sure she lays upright for the first couple of days,” the surgeon says after Bucky has turned with her securely in his arms. “Cooling is essential, so start with it right away. When her cheeks swell up, you can do lymphatic drainage—Friday has the instructions. Check-up is tomorrow, and we will remove the stitches a week from now.“ The soldier nodded after every point made. “The painkillers and the antibiotics are in this bag, along with some instructions concerning her nutrition for the upcoming days, but Friday also generated a meal plan.” Again, another nod from Bucky while YN just clung to him. “She did really good,” Hilton smiled at last and released the couple.

Bucky carried her out of the room and let Steve accompany them on their way upwards onto the living floor. YN threw the blonde a thankful look before opening her mouth slightly. “Thanks, Stevie.” It was only a mumble, almost incomprehensible due to the cotton pads between her teeth and the still working local anesthetic, numbing her entire mouth, including her tongue, but Steve understood her nonetheless. “Everything for my sister-in-mind,” he returned with a soft smile and gently rubbed over her back. “Get some rest, cupcake.” She nodded at his words before snuggling her head back onto Bucky’s shoulder while Steve walked off and left them at the door to their shared bedroom.

“How is the pain, doll?” YN shrugged at that, clinging to him as he tried to put her on the bed and wanting to leave her alone. “Dongo,” she mumbled, and the soldier smiled down at her, crouching in front of the sitting woman. “Was never my intention, pretty girl. Just wanted to get your shoes off. Do you want some fluffy socks? One of my Henleys?” She nodded at both with brightening eyes, and Bucky smiled again before softly kissing the crown of her head, a hand gently combing through her hair. “Be right back, darling.” And he held his word, returning with her favorite pair of fluffy socks—the ones with candy canes and reindeer—and her favorite Henley—the dark red one. He helped her into both, always careful not to touch her cheeks.

He moved her into the middle of the enormous bed, propping her up with the pillows lying around and tucking her in. “Gonna do a quick run to the kitchen to get you those cooling packs, doll. Need anything else?” She shook her head and watched him as he left and even stared at the door when he returned only minutes later—arms filled with all kinds of stuff.

YN raised both brows in silent question after Bucky had neatly piled everything on top of the bedside table and tried to figure out how he could attach the cooling packs to her face. He would hold them day and night, but the soldier was sure that his girlfriend wouldn’t be fond of that suggestion. “Don’t give me that look, doll. Y’know, I can’t let you starve or dehydrate. Nat gave me those drink meals? And Tony found some of those squeeze puree bags Peter used when he got his removed. I don’t know; it says something about banana and strawberry flavor, and that sounded quite good, didn’t it? Oh, and I got you lots of water, and Wanda will bring some tea later. She said it would be antibacterial? S’supposed to help with the healing and—…” He rambled without pause, and YN gently pressed her pointer finger onto his lips and let him shut up. “Sorry,” he mumbled against her skin with a bashful smile.

“Give me those.” YN took the cooling packs out of his restless, moving hands and pointed to their shared closet. “Could you bring me a scarf?” Bucky was up and on the other side of the room within a blink of an eye and held three options over his head, a questioning expression in his eyes. “Which one?” YN smiled softly and slightly shook her head. “Doesn’t matter, silly,” she told him, but Bucky still treated the decision like the most important one on this day. “I think we should go with the grey one. It’s soft enough for your skin, it’s not too expensive to be crying over it when you ruin it, and it’s big enough for whatever you might wanna do to it,” he finally decided and brought it to her before plopping down next to YN and watching her in her doings.

She folded it in half lengthwise and put the two cooling packs in the middle before wrapping them in the fabric. Then, she lifted the now-heavy scarf and started to make a knot on the top of her head—the section with the packs now tightly resting around her chin and cheeks. Bucky stared in awe at her inventing mind, and a chuckle escaped him after YN had turned her head to face him. “You look like a little bunny. Or that one Disney character with the long ears.” YN giggled at that. “You mean Goofy?” He nodded with a grin before pulling her close to his body.

“How is the pain? Do you need some of those painkillers?” He had to make sure that it didn’t get worse while he was gone. And he was glad he asked because she nodded slowly, almost shyly. “Yeah… Think the anesthetic is wearing off,” the agent mumbled, and he was quick to get the package from the bag and one of the water bottles he had brought. “There you go,” he mumbled after carefully removing the blood-drenched cotton pads from her mouth, and she had thrown one in and emptied the bottle halfway. “Don’t have to feel embarrassed, love. Just tell me if you need another one, yeah? You don’t have to suffer only because you think you have to.” YN nodded gently and leaned her head heavily on his shoulder.

“I was so scared in there,” she finally dared to whisper and felt his hold around her tighten. “I know, love. Heard you through that entire hallway. It broke my heart not to be able to protect you from that. But you did so, so well. My brave girl,” the usually grumpy super soldier mumbled into her soft hair, pressing several kisses to her temple. “Sorry for worrying you. And scaring you. I just… just couldn’t stop the tears and the sounds because it hurt so bad but didn’t hurt at the same time because everything was numb, but my jaw…” The memory of the feeling when a tooth was pulled out alone made her nauseous again, not to mention the sickening sound when the surgeon had to crack one of her teeth in order to get it out of her damn jaw.

Bucky held her even closer at that and hummed softly. “It’s over now, love. And stop apologizing, hm? It’s my responsibility to worry myself to death when it comes to you. You’re my everything, YNN. It’s natural for me to worry about’ya.” She looked up at him and accepted the incoming forehead kiss with tiredly closing eyes, finally feeling comforted and loved and safe again. “But y’don’t have to hang here the entire week. I know you have missions and the evaluation of the recruits, and—…” Now it was Bucky’s turn to tenderly lay a finger to her lips and urge her to look up at him again. “Did you really think for a second I’d leave you all to yourself? To let you look after yourself alone? Silly woman,” he grinned and pecked the tip of her nose with a soft kiss. “You’re my responsibility, doll. So it’s my responsibility to take care of you this entire week. Haven’t had so much time with you in weeks, so I’m very willing to stay right here where I am.”

YN blinked slowly, comprehending his words, and sniffled a bit as tears tried to rise in her eyes. “You really stay here?” She couldn’t understand the luck she had to have Bucky at her side. But his nod showed her that he meant it. “You can bet on it. You will be so sick of me after these seven days,” he chuckled and let her cuddle tightly into his chest. “Not possible,” she whispered, and within a few seconds, Bucky felt her body getting heavier in his arms and all he did was hold her while she slept off the adrenaline and panic from earlier.

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As already mentioned, this was entirely selfish to write because I really needed that. But still, I hope y’all enjoyed it at least a bit :3 As usual: comments, reblogs, and likes are much appreciated!

taglist: @seasonofthenerd @onecrazydirectioner @meeksmusic83 @nyctophilic0vitnir

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willowsnook · 11 months

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Heeeey ❤️ Would you do an imagine where Y/N is Buckys girlfriend and also part of the team but one time it happens she get accidentally shot by John Walker and nearly dies and Bucky gets furious about that, so Sam has to keep him back from hurting him as well. Then they stay by your side and take care of you. Maybe Sam offers you both to stay in Louisiana with him and Sarah for your recovery and it's just all fluffy ? Hope this is fine 🥰

Bucky Barnes x gf!reader

a/n: i haven't watched falcon winter soldier in so long so this is going to be an original scene lol

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You hummed along to a song that was stuck in your head as you scrolled through twitter while on the jet. Your bf Bucky was locked in for the mission and staring straight ahead. He always tried to disassociate for these missions mostly so he didn't get distracted being overprotective of you even though you could handle yourself just fine.

Sam sat next to you fiddling with his hands before going over the objective once again.

"Okay so we think that Hydra has a secret office here with classified files on the US government," he said for the millionth time. "Y/n, you sweep the perimeter, I'll break inside with Bucky covering me."

"Yes sir," you said saluting him. He rolled his eyes as Bucky gave you a warning look. He was always annoyed at you for not taking this seriously. But you found that being confident was more efficient for your work style and caused fewer mistakes. When you lost Natasha a year ago the world ended. You wanted out of the game but your healing process ended up including a certain winter soldier. He had given you the spark of life back so your new viewpoint was that life was too short to not be happy.

The jet landed in a field near the target zone and the three of you stalked your way closer to the building. Sam gave me the hand signal I was waiting for and I slipped off from the boys to make sure no one was hiding in the perimeter. As I continued on I could hear Bucky and Sam in my ear piece, it sounded like the building was clear and they were inside now.

I came to a halt when I saw a familiar red, white, and blue number peering out of a window. Fucking John Walker. This dude was a pain in the ass. He hadn't spotted me yet so I scaled the side of the building before slipping into the same room as him. He was still looking out the window as I cleared my throat. He whirled around pulling his gun.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" I asked irritably. He lowered his weapon when he realized it was me.

"Probably the same thing as you sweetheart," he said with his stupid charming smile. I could hear Bucky growl through my earpiece at his term of endearment.

"Still playing make-believe superhero?" I taunted and his smile dropped. He started to say something else but we heard a crashing noise come from above. Both of us had our weapons drawn immediately. I held my finger to my lips before creeping out the door of the room. There was nothing there. I turned around to come back in and heard another big crash and then a gunshot. I looked down to my stomach to see blood starting to pool out and back up at John whose face paled.

"Shit shit shit, i'm sorry I panicked," he said coming towards me. I sunk back against a wall and to the floor breathing heavy.

"Y/n! Are you hurt? Where are you? We are coming" Bucky said through the earpiece.

John put his hands on your wound holding down pressure but after a minute he was ripped off of you and flying into the opposite wall. Through hazy eyes you could see Bucky pounding into him while Sam was trying to hold you back. The last thing you saw was Bucky's bloody face looking over at you before everything went black.

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Your eyes fluttered open and you felt a warm summer breeze brush against your skin. You were in an unfamiliar bedroom with windows drawn open overlooking a grassy field leading up to water. You tried to sit up but your lower abdomen jolted with pain and you took a deep breath. You were wearing sweatpants with a big tshirt that you knew to be your boyfriend's. Speaking of him, your eyes found him sprawled out on a couch at the end of the room.

"Bucky," you whispered and he sprang up. He looked like shit. He had bags under his eyes and clearly hadn't brushed his hair in days. "You look like shit." He laughed weakly as he slowly walked towards you. You could see he was trying to keep it together as he got closer to you.

"Where are we?" You asked him. He sat down on the bed next to you.

"Louisiana doll, at Sam's sister's place," he replied, He brought his hand up to your cheek stroking it lightly like you would break. You reached up and took his hand in yours.

"I'm okay," you told him and he let out a shaky breath.

"You almost died," he choked out and you pulled his head into your chest. He breathed deeply and you ran your fingers through his hair.

"But I didn't," you pointed out and he grumbled. You noticed his hand that was wrapped around you was bruised and you remembered back him and John.

"Did you kill him?" You asked quietly. Bucky rose his head to look at you.

"I wanted to, but no," he said. You patted the spot next to you and he lay there not letting you go. "I will kill him the next time I see him." You rolled your eyes.

"Yeah, yeah, it's fine." Bucky started to argue but you held your finger to his lips. "I love you."

"I love you too, doll."

#bucky barnes #bucky x reader #marvel #marvel imagine #bucky imagine

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holylulusworld · 1 year

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Not a queen (9)

Summary: You are no one. What if fate makes you queen?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Maid!Reader x Nick (Fowler) Barnes

Warnings: dystopian world, modern royal au, shy reader, arranged marriage, implied smut, fluff, cuddling, a little time jump (2 months), pregnant reader, overprotective Nick

A/N: We are reaching the end of this arc.

This series takes place in the Two kings universe, at the same time. I recommend reading this story first to understand this universe better.

You can find all arcs here: Of Kings and Queens Arcs

<< Part 8.5

Not a queen (Arc 2) masterlist

“Father, are you sure?” Bucky shakes his head. He can’t believe his father wants him to take over the throne so soon. “Why now?”

“Our revolution needs fresh blood, not men stuck in the past. We need the second and first sons to work together,” the king shushes his son. “I know you two will make me proud. I always knew you are special, Bucky, Nick.”

“Has this something to do with King Joseph’s death?” Nick questions. “Father, you are strong and undefeatable.”

The king chuckles at his son’s words. He pats Nick’s shoulder and gives him a soft smile. “Son, you, and your brother will take over the kingdom. It’s my decision. You have a queen and are excepting the next generation.”

“Father,” Bucky tries again. “Why so sudden? We never talked about this before.”

The king sighs deeply. “I got preparations to make, son. While you and Nick take over the throne, I can work in the background with Howard and the others. The new generation must fulfill their fate, and we, the elder generation must fulfill ours.”

“What are you up to? What are you and Howard Stark hiding? Tony took over the throne, Steve too,” Nick huffs. “It feels like you are working in the shadows while leaving us in the dark.”

“Son, you gotta trust me in this,” the king clears his throat. “Soon you will understand. If you want to change the world, you got to find allies in places you never expected to find them. It’s hard work to earn their trust. Our bond is still vulnerable.”

“Bond? Allies?” Bucky groans. “Father, stop talking in riddles. Nick and I deserve that much. What are you talking about? Why did we never hear of this before?”

“The time almost has come, Bucky. Please don’t ask me to give you answers. I can’t give them to you. Not now.”

“What do you think about this? I don’t get it, Bucky. Months ago, father didn’t say a word about giving up the throne.”

“Nick,” Bucky’s features soften at his brother’s worried expression. “Months ago, we didn’t know our wife will expect a child. But she does, and making her queen keeps her safe.”

“I-“ Nick licks his lips. “You think so?”

“A queen has a higher status than a former maid. Father knows that too. I think he tries to keep our wife and child safe. We got to have a little faith in him brother.”

“Y/N, mouse,” the moment he steps inside the room he pounces on you. He looks you all over, checking on you as if he’s afraid something happened to you while you were waiting in your shared chamber. “How are you? Do you need anything?”

“I’m good,” you softly say as he runs his hand over your barely swollen belly. “How about you tell me what your father wanted to talk about.”

“He wants us to become king,” Nick replies. “You will be a queen soon, mouse. Can you imagine, you and I will rule this kingdom?”

Bucky clears his throat. He quirks a brow as you hide your face in Nick’s chest.

“Oh, yeah. Bucky will share the throne with me,” you snicker at Nick’s words. He loves to tease his brother. “I bet the little bean inside her belly is mine too.”

“Brother,” Bucky grits his teeth. “We talked about this! No more fighting over her womb. If the baby is yours, I’ll put another one inside of her.”

You giggle when Nick shoves you behind him. “I didn’t agree with you on this. Y/N needs to take care of this little bundle of joy first. You’ll get your chance later…much later.”

“Uh-no fighting. We talked about this too,” you point out. “We will wait for the doctor to tell us if the baby is healthy, and about their gender. I don’t want to know who the father is. I know in my heart that both of you are their father.”

“Doll,” Bucky sniffs. “Of course, we are both the father. You’re right.”

“Mouse, I’m the father…and Bucky too,” Nick wrinkles his nose. He’s not convinced but doesn’t want to make you mad at him again. Lately, you scolded him more than once. Especially when he cursed around your belly.

“So, how about we spend the evening talking about lighter things? I found this book I want to read. Or one of you can read it to me…I mean us.”

“It’s my turn!” Bucky insists. “You will get comfortable on the bed, and I’ll read the book to you, and my annoying brother.”

“Howard, we need results. Our enemies will strike soon. We need to strike first,” the king sighs deeply. “Stark, what are you cooking up with your son?”

“We are close, my friend. Give me a little more time. I’ll make sure we win this war before the first blood gets shed. My son knows how to bring back something we last a long time ago.”

“Howard … time is running out on us. I only hope you know what you’re doing. We are all counting on you and your son.”

“We won’t disappoint. I promise…”

Howard likes to keep people in the dark about the things going on in his laboratory and kingdom.

“She smiles and turns away from the man who used to be her hero…and then, she walks away,” Bucky reads the last line of the book. He silently closes it. “She’s asleep, Nick.”

“Just a minute,” Nick mumbles. He presses his ear to your belly, hoping to feel the baby kick. “I know they will kick me.”

Bucky doesn’t have the heart to tell his brother it’s too early in your pregnancy. “I bet they will kick you soon.” He smiles while hoping he can watch their children grow.

>> Part 10

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#bucky barnes #nick fowler #prince!nick fowler #prince!bucky barnes #royal au #dystopian au #bucky barnes x reader #nick fowler x reader #Not a queen (9)

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the-iceni-bitch · 2 years

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Hi! I can’t help but imagine just how cute it’ll be once tatooed!reader gives birth to grant and dilf!steve brings sarah to the hospital to meet her baby brother!! Can we pretty please get a sneak peek of that scenario 🥺🥺

It is extremely cute, oh my god.

First off, just while she’s pregnant Steve is so overprotective and spoils her horribly and she should be annoyed but he’s so goddamn cute about it. And Sarah is extremely excited about having a brand new brother and practices her reading to the bump and tells him all about Molly and the cuteness is extremely overwhelming. (I’m not even going to talk about how into pregnancy sex Steve is but oh my fucking god you guys)

And when she has the baby there is so much crying and smiling and Steve almost passes out because he’s so damn happy. Just the image of him beaming with that tiny little kiddo in his giant arms is making me all misty right now. Sarah is so patient waiting in the lobby with grandma and the Barnes family the whole time and makes sure to tell everyone who walks by that she’s getting a brand new brother. And she’s so cute with the baby, she is a stickler for hand washing around him and scolds Bucky a bunch when he tries to hold Grant without her supervision since she didn’t actually see him wash his hands. Everyone knows that Grant is Sarah’s brother first and foremost and they are gonna be best friends.

#natalie answers #anon answered #goddamn prince charming looking dilf #dilf steve rogers #steve rogers #asks are always open

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chiidorii-miint · 6 years

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Overprotective Bucky x Reader (1/?)

*In the debriefing room with Y/N, Bucky, Steve, Sam, Tony and Nick*

Tony: Y/N here can pretty blend in so she can be our undercover.

Bucky: I don't think so.

Y/N: Excuse me?

Bucky: This is HYDRA we're talking about. It's too dangerous, Tony.

Steve: Pal, this isn't the first time Y/N has done it. She's one of the best undercover on the team, next to Natasha.

Sam: I couldn't agree more, Cap.

Bucky: The previous missions were not related to HYDRA, you punk! You're putting her life at risk!

Y/N: Bucky, I'm gonna be okay, I can-

Bucky: No, doll. I say she stay here.

Y/N: Seriously, Buck? You're underestimating me?

Bucky: I don't mean to offend you, doll-

Y/N: Will stop calling me 'doll'?

Sam: You're pissing her off, Barnes.

Bucky: That's not what I meant! Fuck! I'm just trying to protect you, doll! Damn it!

Y/N: Call me 'doll' one more time and I'm gonna fucking lose it!

Nick: Come on, kids. I don't have much time for this.

Y/N: I'm fucking doing it, Nick!

Bucky; Oh no, you're not.. Doll.

Y/N: Bucky? Really?!

Nick: Then it's final. Suit up and meet me in jet in thirty.

Steve: *whispers to Sam* Buck isn't too obvious, is he?

Sam: Uh, he was pretty obvious there, Cap. I guess you can't pin a good girl down, eh?

#bucky barnes #james buchanan barnes #sebastian stan #avengers #marvel #bucky x reader #bucky x you #marvel imagines #sebastian stan imagine #mcu #bucky barnes fanfiction #winter soldier #bucky imagine #happy birthday sebastian stan #overprotective bucky barnes

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labrunereve · 3 years

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𝙼𝙰𝙸𝙽 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁𝙻𝙸𝚂𝚃

Last updated: 11th January 2022

💯 super great fic║⭐️ chef’s kiss║💔 heartbreaking

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❆ Dear Uncle by @welldonebeca

Pairings: Dad!Steve Rogers, (PLATONIC) Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes, Bruce Banner, Sam Wilson x OC Character Sarah Rogers

Summary: This week at school, Sarah’s homework is to write love letters to the people she loved the most. Most of her classmates were set on writing for two people or three, but not her. She had too many people to choose from, which meant a lot of work to do.

❆ Pepper Potts’ Niece by @avengersandchill 💯

Summary: Your aunt happens to be the Pepper Potts. And she landed you a week at the Avengers Tower. You steal the hearts of the Avengers fast through your baking. But your vacation ends with a twist when HYDRA decides to attack the Tower, taking you hostage.

❆ Talent Show by @f-b-a-w-t-f-t

Pairings: Dad!Tony Stark, (PLATONIC) Natasha Romanoff and other Avengers x Reader

Summary: Reader signs up for a talent show and the Avengers came to see her.

❆ Magnets by @namjoon-koya

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, Loki, Thor, Steve Rogers, (Slight NON-PLATONIC) Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: Peter and the reader pulled pranks on Bucky and they ran for their life.

❆ Avengers Taking Care of You Would Include… by @namjoon-koya

Summary: Headcanon of what the Avengers taking care of you would be like.

❆ Are We There Yet? by @mangosoldier

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Steve decides Bucky needs a well deserved vacation, so a cross country road trip it is with Bucky’s favorite person, Sam Wilson. Oh, and of course Steve’s unwilling best friend, you.

❆ How To Deal With a Bunch of Aggravating, Overprotective Brothers by @marvelous-imagining ⭐️

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Thor, Sam Wilson, Scott Lang, Bucky Barnes, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda, Vision, (NON-PLATONIC) Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Reader is Steve’s girlfriend and all the other male Avengers are like her big bros. One day she went on an undercover mission with the Avengers monitoring her. Some guy flirts with the reader and chaos ensues which made her turn off her comms.

❆ Challenge Accepted by @afictionaladventure16

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Reader tends to screw up in missions, but Steve and Bucky decides to give her a chance to prove that she could do some more important action.

❆ When You Were Young by @volklana

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Thor, Steve Rogers, cameo of other Avengers, (Hints of NON-PLATONIC) Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Loki’s revenge falls upon the wrong person. Protective Bucky looks after the little reader.

❆ Water Gun Fights and the Arcade by @im-in-love-with-pizza-bites

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Bucky Barnes, cameo of other Avengers x Reader

Summary: You have a choice between shooting Bucky with a water gun or going to the arcade.

❆ Waking Up the Avengers by @avengers-fics

Summary: You get to wake up the team in your own way, every morning.

❆ Worthy of You by @wokeupinawalnut 💯

Summary: Reader finally got a date and the Avengers is on a spying mission to find out who the lucky man is.

❆ A Little Prankster by @wokeupinawalnut

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Natasha Romanoff, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Nick Fury, cameo of other Avengers x Reader

Summary: Reader turns into a kid and the Avengers have to take care of her since she pranks the other agents, especially Fury.

❆ [Untitled] by @randomfandomimagine 💯

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Thor, Peter Parker, Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark x Reader

Summary: How the Avengers would react to seeing a usually-sweet-and-soft reader turns into a total badass in their mission.

❆ [Untitled] by @moonlit-imagines

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark, Bruce Banner, Thor, Wanda Maximoff, Sam Wilson, James Rhodes, Clint Barton, Vision, Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: Headcanons for being an Avengers and super affectionate.

❆ Being An Avengers Would Include… by @ynscrazylife

Summary: Reader is quiet at first, but what happens when she gets to know the others?

❆ Bad Driver by @ola-elaina

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Sam Wilson, Bucky Barnes, (NON-PLATONIC) Shaun x Reader

Summary: 800 words of Sam and Bucky mocking the reader’s driving skills & bad flirting.

❆ Secret Child by @meganlpie

Pairings: Dad!Tony Stark, (PLATONIC) Pepper Potts, Steve Rogers, Thor, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner x Reader

Summary: Reader is Tony’s secret toddler child.

❆ [Untitled] by @ech0rose

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Thor, Peter Parker, Wanda Romanoff x Reader

Summary: How the Avengers would react to you overworking yourself.

❆ Pouter by @t-w-i-t-c-h-y

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Pouters get tickled. More specifically by Steve.

❆ The Send Off by @itsallyscorner ⭐️

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Pepper Potts, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, (NON-PLATONIC) Peter Parker x Reader

Summary: The Avengers sending you off to prom.

❆ Snuggle Fest | Better Luck Next Time by @avengeultrons

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Wanda Maximoff, Thor, Bruce Banner x Reader

Summary: Reader is super introverted, so when she comes and snuggles with the Avengers, they all think something is wrong.

❆ I Will Protect You by @justabigassnerd

Pairings: Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Bucky Barnes, Clint Barton, cameo of Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Summary: Reader is the youngest Avenger and the Avengers feel like it’s their responsibility to keep the reader safe.

❆ Lost by @that-sokovian-bastard

Summary: Reader is the youngest Avenger and she almost drowned. The Avengers gets protective of her.

❆ Making Amends by @imagine-assembling-the-avengers 💯

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Sam Wilson, Dad!Tony Stark, cameo of other Avengers x Reader

Summary: Reader—Tony’s kid—got kidnapped. But even with all the conflicts going on between Cap and Tony, Cap decides to rescue the reader together with Sam and Bucky.

❆ Molecular Thingamajig by @forever-more-never-again

Summary: Reader is left at the Avengers compound with Bruce when he unconsciously turned himself into the Hulk and accidentally injured the reader.

❆ You Took a Polaroid of Us by @ptersparkers 💔💯

Summary: The Avengers can’t seem to understand why you’re so obsessed with taking polaroids until they come across your scrapbook.

❆ Lost Part. I | Part. II by @notcaring99

Pairings: Evil!Loki, (PLATONIC) Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark, OC Characters, cameo of other Avengers x Reader

Summary: Reader gets kidnapped by Loki because of her powers and the Avengers come to the rescue!

❆ Never Gone by @namjoon-koya

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Loki, Thor, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes, Wanda, Vision x Reader

Summary: The Avengers thought the reader died after seeing her fall off a cliff, but luckily Thor and Loki found her.

❆ Goodbye by @im-in-love-with-pizza-bites 💔

Pairings: Dad!Tony Stark, (PLATONIC) Avengers, Pepper Potts x Reader

Summary: The Avengers and your friends find letters you wrote them before you died.

❆ Protective Part. I | Part. II by @ohmygoditsanthonyedwardstark

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Natasha Romanoff, Bucky Barnes, cameo of other Avengers, (Hints of NON-PLATONIC) Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Reader, a tiger shape-shifter, is on Team Cap, but what happens when she jumps in front of Peter to save him? (Civil War)

❆ You’re Badly Injured by @randomfandomimagine

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Clint Barton, Peter Parker, Natasha Romanoff, Bruce Banner x Reader

Summary: How the Avengers would react to you getting badly injured in a fight.

❆ Tough One by @namjoon-koya

Pairings: Dad!Steve Rogers, Brock Rumlow, (PLATONIC) mentions of other Avengers

Summary: The Avengers, especially the reader’s dad, Steve, gets worried when the reader got kidnapped by Rumlow. But surprisingly, she’s a badass.

❆ December 7th, 1941 by @afictionaladventure16

Pairings: (PLATONIC) Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes, Tony Stark, mentions of Bruce Banner x Reader

Summary: Reader has a time travel ability and got stuck in World War II.

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becca-e-barnes · 3 years

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I loveeee your writing omg. Would you write something fluffy where Bucky is just a cute doting father to be even though it’s not the reader’s first pregnancy? Thank you lovely 🥰🥰🥰

Thank you so so much for your request!! You absolutely made my day, you have no idea! 💕 I hope this is what you wanted, soft Bucky deserves the world!

Pairing: Bucky x Reader

Word count: 1,730

Warnings: Fluff, teeny bit of angst but I think it makes the fluff sweeter?

Summary: You and Bucky are expecting your second baby so Sarah throws you a little baby shower. Just Bucky being super cute and really excited about the new baby while absolutely doting on your son.

Your son’s excited squeals tore through the calm of the late afternoon. You couldn’t help but smile to yourself, setting down the tea towel you had been using to dry the dishes and turning to look out the window, into Sarah’s back garden. Your little boy toddled around on the grass, being chased by AJ and Cass, shrieks of excitement escaping his tiny mouth as the two older boys jumped in front of him and made funny faces, sending him into absolute hysterics. He was still laughing happily as he did his best to run away from the silly older boys, who seemed to be having just as much fun as your Ollie was.

“I wish my boys were still that small, they grow up so fast,” Sarah smiled lovingly, watching her own sons dashing around, entertaining your little one.

“They don’t stay tiny for very long, do they?” You replied softly, rubbing your growing belly. Sarah had been kind enough to organise a baby shower for you to celebrate the fact there was another baby Barnes on the way. You hadn’t really wanted a baby shower in truth but Sarah had insisted she would keep it small and she had kept her word, only inviting Sam who wouldn’t have missed his best friends’ baby shower for the world. It was just a small get together at her house and it had been a lovely day but she had cooked an insane amount of food and of course you couldn’t leave her with all the dishes.

A pair of strong hands landed on your waist, snaking around to clasp together on top of your belly. Your husband hummed contentedly in your ear, his lips leaving tiny featherlight kisses on your neck as you watched your son playing happily.

“Have I ever told you how gorgeous you are?” Bucky asked softly, his lips curving into a little smile against your skin.

“Only about eight times a day Buck.” You laughed in response, resting one hand on top of his.

“Hmm… Remind me to do that more often then, eight times a day isn’t enough for the mother of my children.” Came his whispered reply, making you roll your eyes. His thumb stroked lazily over your swollen tummy and you heard him draw in a deep breath, taking in the smell of your perfume.

This felt like home to him. It didn’t matter that he wasn’t physically standing in the little house you two owned together, his family was here. He had spent so many years, not even able to dream of this moment. He hadn’t even let himself imagine it, not feeling like he could ever do enough good to deserve the kind of joy you brought him. While you brought him more happiness than he could ever have dreamed of on your own, his son was a whole other source of joy in his life. He was truly obsessed with that little boy, reading to him constantly and telling him how proud he was to be his father. From the moment you found out you were pregnant with Ollie, Bucky had went into overprotective dad mode. He went to every single doctors appointment, read every book and blog he could find and spent hours decorating the most insane nursery. He wanted everything in his baby’s life to be bright and happy so the nursery had been a light yellow colour with big bright planets painted on the walls. He had even stuck glow in the dark stars to the ceiling and spent hours building up the crib (because no, he didn’t need the instructions, thank you very much). You had kept Ollie’s gender a surprise, neither of you wanting to find out until he was born. You were doing the same with this baby but you knew Bucky was hoping for a little girl this time. He absolutely doted on your son, there was no doubt about that, but he longed for a little princess he could completely spoil. Not only that, but he wanted a little girl that looked just like you. Ollie was Bucky’s double, he had his big bright blue eyes and his dark hair, it was hard to pick out anything about your son that you could say he had got from you and you knew Bucky was desperate to see if a little girl would have more of your features. Of course, so long as you had a healthy little baby, he didn’t care if it was a boy or a girl really. He would love this new child as unconditionally as he loved you and Ollie.

A shriek from Ollie brought you back to reality and you turned to give Bucky a quick peck on the lips. But with Bucky Barnes, there was never such a thing as a “quick peck”, his handsome smile had you hooked, and the smile only grew with each chaste kiss you planted on him, making him more and more irresistible.

“Gotta finish these dishes Buck.” You chuckled, hoping he would stop looking so damn adorable so you would be able to resist him. He plucked the dish cloth from the counter and hid it behind his back.

“Go sit down Mrs Barnes, let me finish them.” He smiled, kissing your forehead tenderly. You didn’t need him to tell you twice. You pulled up a chair and sat down, letting your hand rest on your bump as you read through Sam’s handwritten card again.

Bucky finished up the cleaning and started putting everything away. When he had finished, he glanced over and saw you had fallen asleep, the card still sitting in your limp hand. A little smile played on his lips at the sight of his tired out wife, he lifted one of the baby blankets that Sarah had gifted your new little one and hunkered down bedside your tummy. “Go easy on your mom, kid.” Bucky whispered before pressing a little kiss to your belly and then laying the blanket on top of you.

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You woke to the sound of screams coming from the garden, wondering what mischief your boys could be getting up to without you. Looking out the window you saw Bucky, carrying Ollie under his metal arm like a football while the little boy screamed with delight. You weren’t sure which of your boys was enjoying themselves more honestly. Bucky tossed Ollie into the air, not too high, but high enough to make your stomach lurch, giggles erupting from your son as his daddy caught him again. Bucky ruffled Ollie’s dark hair lovingly, making a rocket ship noise before throwing him again and catching him with ease.

“Mission control, this is Oliver Grant Barnes, ready for lift off.” You heard Bucky say in a silly voice before he tossed your son into the air

“He’s a damn good dad, I gotta give him that.” Sam chuckled from behind you. You hadn’t even known he was there.

“Isn’t he? You’d think he was made to be a dad.” You smiled, glancing back out the window and seeing Ollie under your husband’s flesh arm, with AJ and Cass hanging off the metal one.

“After all he’s been through, that dude deserves a loving family. Happiness looks good on him. And that kid of yours is the most adorable little man on the planet.” Sam mused fondly. “And I’m not just saying that cause he has the coolest godfather ever.”

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The evening light faded fast and Sarah insisted the three of you stay the night, not wanting you to start the long journey home in the dark. Ollie had passed out on the little pull out bed in AJ’s room so you decided not to disturb him, you and Bucky both tiptoeing in to give him a goodnight kiss.

“Night buddy, sleep well.” Buck whispered, giving him a little kiss on the cheek after you had done so before tiptoeing back out and closing the door quietly behind you both. You flopped onto the couch in a heap, your body sore and ankles swollen from such a busy day on your feet. Bucky plonked down beside you, lifting your legs over his lap so you could lie back and relax while he gave your feet a little rub to help ease the pain and swelling.

“Can’t wait for this little one to make an appearance.” You sighed quietly, looking down at your belly.

“God, neither can I.” Your husband agreed, placing his hand on your tummy. “Bet they’re gonna be a genius like you.”

“Or they might have your sparkling sense of humour,” you teased. He leaned over and kissed you gently, smiling as he did so. Either way, you both knew this baby was going to be one of the most loved in the entire planet.

“What did I do to deserve you?” He whispered, a slight glimmer of tears starting to form in his eyes as he stroked your belly lovingly. You knew he struggled with this, feeling like he didn’t deserve the overwhelming happiness you brought him. After Ollie was born, he refused to hold his son with his metal arm. He knew the pain and suffering it was capable of inflicting and he would be damned if he let his son get caught up in that. It took you, sitting in his lap on the wooden rocking chair, holding your newborn and wrapping both of his arms around you for him to finally warm to the idea.

“That arm reminds you of your past Buck, but he is your future.” You had soothed, careful not to wake the sleeping baby in your arms. His heart had almost melted as he tenderly stroked his metal thumb against your son’s cheek.

“You do deserve this Bucky. I swear you do. You’re an amazing father.” You soothed, pulling him out of his thoughts and back to where he sat on the sofa. You sat upright and ran a hand through his short dark hair.

“You hear that, kid?” Bucky asked your tummy. “Your mom must think I’m pretty cool” he laughed quietly. He had come so far since then and it made your heart swell with pride. “You are one special woman, Mrs Barnes.” He smiled, eyes bright with love and excitement and hope for the future as he pulled you into a tender kiss.

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laedback-taurus · 3 years

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No one touches his girl

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: none Word Count: 1622 A/n: This is pretty much an insert of you into the events of Madripoor, with an overprotective Bucky.

The relationship between you and Bucky is an odd one, anyone can see that you both deeply care for each other but neither of you has told the other this. You had stayed by Steve’s side as he did everything to save his best friend from the hold of Hydra, falling for the broken man as you did so.

You had made vow to yourself that when he came out of the ice again in Wakanda, you would be there, you were going to do whatever you could to help Bucky free himself from the Winter Soldier, Bucky falling for you as you did so.

You stood by his side during the battle in Wakanda, only to end up losing him in the end. Losing him had devastated you, you had been by his side for so long now that you did not know what to do without him.

You had worked tirelessly with Steve and Nat to find a way to bring everyone back, to bring Bucky back to you, but you always failed. Until Scott appeared with his theory of time travel, then Tony figured it out and that is when you knew that all hope was not lost.

You had found him during the heat of the battle against Thanos, running to him as soon as you locked eyes with him. He opened his arms and you crashed into him, mumbling into his chest about how much you missed him. He kissed your hair and told you to save it for later, we had a war to win.

You had been there for him when Steve left him, choosing Peggy over him. You could tell it hurt him; he just didn’t want to show it in front of his childhood friend. You held his hand as he looked at Steve, who lived a full life in their time without him.

You had stayed in touch with him in the weeks after the final battle, he got himself an apartment, which you had a key to visited often, he was going to therapy and was apparently “making amends”. You were sitting with him when the new Captain America was announced, demanding that you go with him to find Sam, to which he objected but of course you won and set off with him.

And now you were here, in Madripoor, with Sam dressed like a pimp, Bucky dressed as the Winter Soldier and with Zemo of all people. You followed Zemo through what he referred to las Low Town, sticking close to Bucky, your silver dress not leaving much to the imagination. If you had been paying much attention you would have noticed how much Bucky hated the attention you were getting because of it. His jaw clenched as he started down a few men who were looking you up and down with clearly bad intentions. You enter the club with men, making your way over to the bar, you could hear all the whispers in crowd over Bucky’s presence. You did catch a few women sending him flirty looks, which you didn’t appreciate at all, although you did have to admit, he looked incredible in his Winter Soldier outfit.

You stood at the bar, still quite close to Bucky for security, watching Zemo interact with the bartender.

“The usual?” he asked Sam who gave a short nod. The bartender pulled out a snake, placing it the bench and began cutting it open. You quickly turned away at the sight, looking at Bucky, who was leaning against the bar. He sent you a subtle concerned look, you smiled to let him know that you were alright. You stayed facing Bucky, knowing that Sam was about to down the shot behind you. Suddenly a man appeared behind the four of you, all of you turning to face him when he spoke.

“I got word from on high. You ain’t welcome here” He warned, his attention on Zemo.

“I have no business with the Power Broker, but if he insists, he can either come and talk to me…” He gestured towards Bucky.

“New haircut?” the guy asked, Bucky just stared back at him. You were getting slightly uncomfortable, and Bucky was picking up on this.

“or bring Selby for chat” Zemo finished. The guy walked away, shaking his head slightly.

“A Power Broker? Really?” Bucky asked Zemo.

“Every kingdom needs its king, lets just pray we stay off his radar” Zemo replied.

“Do you know him?” You asked.

“Only by reputation. In Madripoor he is judge, jury and executioner” as Zemo spoke you noticed another man slowly approaching you. “Winter Soldier” Zemo spoke in Russian, Bucky nodded.

“Attack” He said, just as the man placed his hand on your shoulder. The frighten look on your face was enough to set Bucky off. He grabbed the man’s hand, twisting it back away from shoulder. Bucky looked back at you quickly as if to check if you were alright then proceeded to slam the man into the ground. You watched as more men advanced on Bucky, him taking them all down with ease.

You would be lying if you said that you weren’t slightly flattered by how quick Bucky was to protect you and you did kind of like the over protectiveness of his actions but seeing him now, it was as if nothing had changed, he could revert back to the Winter Soldier so easily.

“Didn’t take much for him to fall back into form” Zemo stated to both you and Sam. He was right and you hated that he was. You placed your hand on Bucky’s metal arm when Zemo spoke. “Stay in character or the whole bar turns on us” He whispered to you.

“Well done, Soldier” Zemo spoke in Russian once again.

“Selby will see you now” the bartender spoke as Bucky let go of the man he had pined to the bar, letting him fall to the ground. Zemo turned to leave, you looked at Bucky, worried about him.

“You okay?” You asked, he just looked at you and went to follow Zemo.

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So, deal with Selby did not go to plan at all. The four of you had been running down a street, trying to dodge the bullets being fired at you when you turned into an alleyway. Bucky stood ready to protect you when suddenly shots were fired from a window above, saving you from the goons that had been after you. Turns out the person who had saved you all was Sharon, who was now living in Madripoor after stealing cap’s shield and Sam’s wings. She had taken you all back to her place, sending the men in one direction to clean up and change, taking you in another. She brought you into a dressing room and motioned to the clothes around the room.

“Pick anyone you like and change into it; I’m going to check in with the others” She said with a smile as she left you be.

It had taken a while, but you soon settled on a satin emerald, green dress that had thing straps, a low v at the chest and followed out from the cinch at your waist. You were struggling with the zipper at the back when there was a knock on the door.

“Yes?” You called out, turning to the door, holding the front of your dress up, so it didn’t fall down and expose you.

“It’s Bucky” an all too familiar voice replied.

“Come in” You offered, and the door slowly opened. There stood Bucky in all black, everything fit him perfectly, from the pants to the blazer, he looked gorgeous. “Perfect timing Buck, I can’t zip my dress up, could you get it for me?” You asked hopefully.

“Of course, Doll” He smiled, kicking the door shut on his way over to you, you turned so that your back was to him. You felt him gently move your hair aside, he swiftly zipped your dress up for you, something you didn’t expect wad him placing a gentle kiss on your shoulder, making you smile and blush slightly. “You look beautiful” He told you, resting his chin on your shoulder, his hands finding you waist.

“You don’t look too bad yourself” You admitted, turning around to face him, his hands back on your hips and your hands now resting on his chest. “Are you okay?” You asked, he knew exactly what you were referring to.

“I’m okay, I was more worried about you” He admitted.

“Me?” You asked.

“Yeah, you looked frightened when that man put his hand on you, something snapped in me seeing you like that…I didn’t like having to see another man touch you” He said, looking straight into your eyes now.

“I didn’t like having another man touch me” You admitted. He smiled at you, moving his hands from your waist to cup your cheeks.

“I was waiting until I was free, until I could fully trust myself and I know that this is probably way overdue by a few years but…y/n, can I kiss you?” He asked, already leaning in slightly, his nose brushing against yours.

“Of course, you can Bucky” He smiled at your response and brought your lips to meet his. The kiss was full of all the unspoken love between the two of you, the longing for each other all these years and just pure passion. Bucky pulled away and rested his forehead on yours, hands still cupping your now warm cheeks.

“No one touches my girl” He whispered, making you smile, knowing that you were now his and he was yours.

“I’m all yours” You smiled before pulling him down by his blazer and kissing him again.

#bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky x reader #bucky #bucky barnes x you #bucky x you #bucky x female reader #tfatws #avengers x reader #avengers #marvel #winter soldier

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moiravim · 1 year

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Date Night Drama

Tony x (daughter/son) YN

Bucky x YN

•YN is an adult

•Summary: Your dad, Tony finds out your dating Bucky.

Tony had always been a protective dad. It had gotten even worst when you started dating people.

That's why you were hiding the fact your dating Bucky Barnes, the man who killed your grandparents.

You know your father hates him and it scares you to think of what he'll do if he finds out.

So, the only person who knows is Sam. It's comforting being around him because you don't have to it hide from him.

Currently you were waiting for Bucky at the restaurant you planned a date at. It was a fancy buffet and you made sure to wear one of your favorite (dresses/suits).

The front door open and you smiled as you watched Bucky walked towards you and sit down in the chair in front of you.

"Hey, doll. Hope I'm not late." He says as he takes a sip of the water in front of him. "No, no. You're right on time. I came early." I respond.

He leans over and kisses you on the lips. Unbeknownst to you, Tony had just walked in with Pepper.

You grabbed onto the color of Bucky shirt, and pulled him closer. That's when Tony noticed you and stormed up to your table.

"what the hell is going on here?" Tony says in a pissed off voice. You quickly back away from Bucky, and try to explain to your father; "Dad! I um- Bucky and I- we're..."

"I don't want to hear it. YN go home. And Bucky.... Stay away from them. Never go anywhere fucking near them again."

"Dad please..." You said is your eyes started to water. "Oh sweetheart.. go home. Please." He responded softly.

You listen to him, and went home. You decided it would be best to explain to him after he cooled off.

During Tony's dinner with pepper, all he could feel was guilt. Was it him that almost made you cry? Most definitely.

"Tony... I know they are your kid, but they're an adult now. You can't control who they love." Pepper says as Tony looks down.

"I know. I know... I'll apologize when we get back home." You were crying in your bed when Tony got back to the compound. He went straight into your room ready to apologize.

"Sweet girl I'm so sorry I didn't mean to make you cry... Pepper and I talked about it and we don't mind if you date him. I'm sorry, I was just shocked" He apologizes as he sits down next to you and rubs your back.

You hug him as cry out "I love you dad..." He smiles and hugs you tightly. "I love you more sweetheart. Now get some rest.." He kisses your forehead once more before getting up and leaving the room.

It will take him a while to adjust to the idea of you dating Bucky, but you know it will all be alright in the end.

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buckrecs · 1 year

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Hiii! I love ur page and I was wondering if u could rec some fics with a pregnant reader? Thank you sm hon 🫶

Pregnant Reader

masterlist | req masterlist

These Hands Are For You by @majestyeverlasting

The raking of leaves, muffins, and baby kicks on a fall afternoon. A very warm and fuzzy domestic piece filled with lots of love.

Always Back to You by @majestyeverlasting

After coming home a little roughed up, Bucky seeks forgiveness for not being candid about a mission in D.C. But all you truly care about is the fact that he's okay and made his way back to you.

Two Becomes Three by @sleepypanda27

“I��m pregnant”

Chocolate Chip Cookies by @sleepypanda27

Bucky wakes up in the middle of the night only to find that you’re not in the bed, because you're craving chocolate chip cookies.

Scent of Home by @pherelesytsia

Bucky attended one of Tony parties and returns to his small family.

small bump by @bucky-bucket-barnes

Bucky has fought literal armies, survived multiple murder attempts, and still nothing worries him like his pregnant wife.

Paint + Ladders by @mvtthewmurdvck

Bucky comes home to find you not where you're supposed to be, and instead in the nursery, doing exactly what you shouldn't be.

two little lines by @duuhrayliegh

the reader is pregnant, this is how she tells bucky and the rest of the avengers.

Here To Help by @itsjustmelainey

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smilexcaptainx · 3 years

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Prom Dress

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Teen!Reader

Request: Your Teen!Reader imagines satisfy my heart. Can I have an imagine with Bucky Barnes where he is extremely overprotective over Teen Y/N, who got asked out to prom. The night finally shows up and she sneaks off to it, raising Bucky's suspicion but eventually convinces him that she's going out with the girls. At the dance, it turns out he's actually a douche and he ends up giving her a black eye. She walks home and Bucky is there to comfort her after the horrendous night. Thank you!

Warning(s): Language

A/N: I'm glad my Teen!Reader imagines satisfy your heart. The fact that you enjoy them make me happy. I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 1.4K

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Prom night finally arrived.

In the perfect world, you would just be able to have your date pick you up at your house, but Bucky Barnes was the only burden that was preventing that scenario to play out that way. Bucky has been overprotective of you ever since you decided to team up with him and Sam.

Sam cared about you just the same, but he allowed you to do things normal teenage girls would do, like dating. Gosh, dating was something that Bucky didn't even want you to experience period. He has had bad relationships in the past, and he didn't want to put you through the heartache like he had to go through.

Although you try to convince Bucky that your life is nothing like his life, Bucky still made it clear that he didn't want you anywhere near any boy. At first, you thought it was sweet how Bucky was overprotective, but one time, you went on a date with one of your guy friends and Bucky followed you.

Not only did it seem creepy that he was practically stalking your date with your buddy, but Bucky even interjected with the date when he saw the one milkshake and two straws trick that your friend was about to pull off at the restaurant he took you to. You didn't talk to Bucky for a straight week after that experience.

You eventually forgave him and knew that he was just being protective because he loved you. Even thought you forgave him, it also taught you the lesson that you were never going to let him know that you were going on a date ever again.

"What do you mean I can't come pick you up at your house?" Your date to prom asked through the phone. "Isn't that like the number one thing when it comes to proper date etiquette?"

"Yeah, well the thing is, my father doesn't know that I'm going to prom," You explained, twirling the cord of the wall phone. "You can meet me at the end of my street though. How about that?"

He didn't respond but later released a long sigh. He went with it and you thanked him. You hung up the phone and took in a deep breath before leaving your bedroom. You sucked at lying to Bucky. He had those certain eyes that made you want to tell him the truth. Which was exactly why you were planning on not looking him in the eyes during the deception.

You left your bedroom, dressed from head to toe. You walked through the living room, noticing that Bucky wasn't present. A small smile spread across your lips. Maybe you were going to luck out for the night. You didn't dwell on it for too long and picked up your pace toward the door.

You swung the door open, only to unexpedectly run into Bucky on the other side. He immediately noticed your attire, and his glare made you say a little prayer in your heart that he wouldn't kill you.

"Oh, hi Buck," You nervously greeted, trying to keep calm. "Bye Buck."

You tried to brush past him, but Bucky quickly gripped onto your shoulder and forced you to walk backwards back into the house. You went with it, attempting to keep your cool. You knew that if you got too nervous you would end up exposing the truth.

Bucky let you go and slammed the door behind him once you both were back inside.

"No way in hell am I letting you leave the house looking like that [Y/N]," Bucky sternly stated. You rolled your eyes. "Why are you even dressed like that in the first place?"

"I'm meeting my friends that are girls," You lied, lowering your eyes to the floor. In a sense, it was sort of truthful. There were going to be girls in your group to the dance. "Please let me go have a night of fun with them Bucky, I promise I won't do anything to attract attention from boys."

Now that you were done talking, you slowly raised your eyes to meet his worried ocean blue eyes. It didn't seem too likely he would say what you wanted to say.

"Fine," Bucky breathed, taking you by surprise. "But don't do anything stupid tonight, you hear me kid?"

You squealed in delight. You gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before rushing out the door, shouting your gratitude to him. Bucky crossed his arms, shaking his head. He hoped that he wouldn't regret his decision.

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Bucky didn't where you were.

It was past midnight and you weren't home. He has called you a thousand times, yet, you never answered. He didn't know whether to be mad or worried. Heck, he was both. He knew that he didn't tell you to be home at a certain time, but midnight should just be the cutoff regardless of the situation.

As he was pacing around the living room, awaiting for his phone to light up with your name, the front door flew open. Bucky snapped his eyes at the door, watching you storm inside.

"[Y/N]!" Bucky shouted, anger dripping from his voice. You ignored him, stomping your way to your bedroom. "[Y/N]! You better have a good damn reason why—[Y/N]! I'M TALKING TO YOU!"

Ignored again, Bucky huffed in irritation as you disappeared from his line of sight. You've never acted that way to him before. Bucky perked up as he heard your bedroom door slam shut. He raised his eyebrows. Instead of being angry, Bucky had to find out what was going on.

Bucky made his way to your bedroom and opened it, seeing you face downed on your bed. His heart softened as he heard muffled crying coming from you.

"[Y/N]? Look, I'm sorry I yelled at you like that," Bucky apologized, approaching you. He sat down beside you. You adjusted your position, keeping your face hidden from him. "What happened [Y/N]? Are you okay?"

You responded, but your voice was muffled from the sheets. Bucky poked you, telling you to look at him and tell him what was wrong. You grunted in refusal, but after a few seconds of silence, you finally gave in. You raised your head up to look at Bucky, revealing the dark purple ring that was around your right eye.

"[Y/N], where the hell did—"

"I went to prom tonight Bucky," You interrupted, lowering your head in shame. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth when I left. I was just afraid it was going to end up like the last date I went on."

"Your prom date gave you that black eye?"

You fell silent. The painful memory of him giving you that black eye flashed through your mind, setting off the tears again. Bucky inhaled deeply, trying to keep calm. As much as he wanted to kill your prom date, his threats probably wasn't what you wanted to hear at the moment.

"I really liked him Bucky," You sobbed, soon to be embraced by Bucky. You buried your face into his chest. "I shouldn't have been so naïve. He was such a douchebag. You were right Bucky. Boys suck. I'm never going to go on a date ever again."

"It's going to be okay [Y/N]," Bucky reassured, rubbing your back. "I'm sorry that you had a bad experience tonight with your prom date. I'll make him regret ever laying a hand on you."

"He's not worth it Bucky," You responded, removing yourself from Bucky's embrace. "He'll get what he deserves. I don't know how, but I'm sure he will."

"What was his name?"

"I'm not going to tell you Bucky," You replied, your spirits gradually rising at Bucky's protectiveness kicking. "You'll track him down if I tell you."

"No I won't," Bucky lied, not even trying to make it believable. He got a small chuckle out of you. Bucky offered you a small smile and returned to holding you. "I'm sorry that your prom date was such a douchebag, but I hope you know that I still love you, and frankly, that's all that matters."

"I know you do," You sighed, hugging Bucky back. You closed your eyes, savoring the moment. You really needed the comfort. "I love you too Bucky."

"Now, how about we stay up all night with the movie marathon of you know what?"

You cracked a side smile. "Sure. I'd love that."

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holylulusworld · 3 years

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Weakling

Summary: Your Stevie was always a weak little alpha, but you didn’t care. He was your soulmate. What happens when he comes back, but isn’t the same man leaving you to go to war?

Pairing: Skinny!(Alpha) Steve Rogers x Omega! (plussized) Reader; Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega! (plussized) Reader; a hint of Peggy Carter x Steve Rogers

Characters: unnamed alphas, Bucky Barnes, Peggy Carter

Warnings: angst, violence, skinny Steve, overprotective/caring omega, snarky comments, she takes no shit from anyone, implied smut/loss of innocence on both ends, cuddling & snuggling, longing, scenting, sadness, homecoming, Peggy is a bitch in this, implied smut, fluff, implied characters death

A/N: This story is non-canon compliant. Steve and Bucky come home after the war.

Words: 3k

Divider by @firefly-graphics

“I can do this all day,” you can hear your best friend, your alpha, and the secret love of your life say. You listen closely, try to find out if he got into trouble once again. Steve tends to end up cornered by stronger alphas. “Come on, I am waiting.”

“Did ya hear, that little boy threatened me,” a rough voice growls and you start to run toward the noises. You can hear punches get thrown and your heart speeds up seeing three tall alphas corner your Stevie.

“The fuck is going on here?” growling you sneak around the corner, dodging one of the alphas trying to stop you before you stand in front of Steve to defend your alpha. “Get off him! Do you have no shame?” you cock your head, immediately finding the gaze of the leader. “Three against one? You must be proud of yourself!”

“He started this,” the alpha tries to defend his behavior, but he takes a step back as you jab your finger into his chest. Fearlessly you raise to your full height to defend your weaker friend.

“How? And even if he started the fight, you should know better than to waste your strength and energy on beating up your kind instead of going to war and defending the people suffering. You are a shame to your kind!” your voice grows louder, luring bystanders in. “Do you want to attack me too?”

The other alphas shake their heads, sniffing as you snap your head toward them. “We are sorry,” they run off, leaving their leader alone with a pissed omega ready to start a war.

“Your friends are gone,” you sneer. “Will you do the same thing or attack an omega too?” he seems to consider your question, frowning as Steve tells him he’s ready to take another punch.

The alpha tries to shove you out of the way to get his hands on Steve, but you are faster. He never sees your knee coming before he falls to the ground, holding his crotch, weeping like a little boy as you kneed his balls with full force.

“That’s what you get for attacking my Stevie,” you spat before taking Steve’s hand to guide him away from the whining alpha on the ground. “Don’t you dare to come near my Stevie ever again!”

“I could have handled the situation,” Steve grumbles next to you. He’s ashamed a girl, an omega had to defend him. “If I want to go to war and fight the good fight, I must do this. I need to get stronger.”

“Stevie, fighting three tall and strong alphas at once is not brave, it’s suicide. You turn around to cup his cheek. “I know you are strong-willed and smart. Use the skills God gave you, Stevie. If you want to go to war, use your knowledge, your brave heart, and your brains.”

He smiles at your words, nodding eagerly as you lean closer to peck his temple. “Thank you, Y/N.”

“Anytime, Rogers,” you smirk, giggling as you hold out your hand. “Now lemme fix the mess they made out of your pretty face. You’re a handsome man, don’t let them ruin your looks.”

“Handsome, huh?” he smiles softly, feeling his heartbeat quicken. “I don’t think any girl ever called me handsome.”

“I have eyes,” stating the truth you guide Steve toward the small apartment you call your home. It’s nothing special, barely a small room with a kitchenette and the tiniest bathroom you can imagine, but it’s yours.

“All good now,” you look Steve all over. He still got a bruised cheek and his lower lip is split but you fixed the cut above his left eyebrow and checked on his ribs. “Never do such a thing again. If you want to train, ask Bucky.”

“Bucky said I should settle down and find a nice omega. I know Bucky believes I cannot go to war and fight like he does,” Steve sighs deeply as you help him sit on your bed.

“Settle down,” nodding you sit next to Steve, grasping for his hand. “If you want to settle down and want an omega, she’s closer than you think,” your eyelashes flutter shut as you lean closer to peck his lips. “I could be the one to settle down with, Stevie.”

“Y/N,” he gasps, cock swelling in his pants. The small alpha can’t believe you could ever be interested in becoming his mate. “I—you…we?” he nervously asks, hoping you will say yes.

“Yes,” you nod, cupping his face to kiss him again, this time for real. “If you want me, I’ll be yours…Stevie…”

You wake with Steve sleeping next to you. His hand rests on your heart and you smile, remembering the last night.

He was a bit clumsy and nervous as hell, his knot didn’t want to expand but he made you cum, nonetheless.

It was your first time too and you wouldn’t want to exchange the night you spend with your Stevie for anything in the world.

“I still want to go to war, doll,” he whispers, eyes blinking open. “You will wait for me, right? You will wait and we are going to settle down.”

“If you want to go,” you sniffle, but push the tears away, “I’ll be waiting for you to come back, alpha.” You crack a smile. “I love you, Stevie.”

“I love you too, Y/N…”

Months came and went since that night. In the morning Steve left to try to get assigned to the 107th Infantry. You didn’t hear from him since then.

It’s half a year later that you receive a letter from Steve. Your hands are shaking as you read the lines.

He writes he’s missing you, and that training is hard for him with his asthma, but that he’ll not give up.

Steve doesn’t write more about training or war. He only tells you he will come back and prays you wait for his return.

“I’ll be waiting, Stevie,” you kiss the letter, choking out a sob. “As long as you will be away. I’ll be sitting here, waiting for your return.”

Many letters arrived you after the first one. For half a year Steve sent letters to you until, one day, he didn’t.

Weeks turned into months and months into years. The war was far from over and all you could do was to pray for Steve’s return and to take care of the men returning from war.

Being a nurse was your dream, but with so many soldiers coming back as a shadow of themselves, you slowly lose hope your alpha will come back.

“Help, it hurts,” one of your patients cries and you rush toward him, recognizing the man attacking Steve years ago. “Please, ma’am.”

“I’m here now,” you coo, pressing a wet cloth to his forehead. He weeps, silently listening to the words you whisper. “I will take care of you.”

“My leg…” he cries, “it’s gone. I lost my leg in the last battle, but I can still feel it, miss. Where is the doctor?”

“He’ll be here soon, alpha,” you address the man with his presentation to calm him. “Don’t you worry. You are a strong man and will get back up on your feet soon enough.”

“I will—” he nods, closing his eyes, losing consciousness.

He will die that night, but you’ll stay by his side, not wanting him to leave this world alone. It’s the least you can do. This, and call for the priest…

“WAR is over!” a boy runs through the streets, waving a newspaper at you. “WE WON! The Nazis lost. The world is free again,” you nod, passing the boy by.

Years of yearning and waiting for your alpha’s return without a letter or a note from him took a toll on you.

All you want to do is to curl into a ball on your bed and cry yourself to sleep once again.

War is over for three weeks, but you still didn’t hear from Steve or Bucky. You tried to move on, work and forget about your promises but as you pass the streets you know so well by, everything reminds you of your Steve.

“Y/N? Is that you?” you drop your bag as a familiar voice calls for you. “Fuck, it’s really you!” Bucky drops his bag and jacket, runs toward you to lift you easily, twirling you around like he used to do when you were still innocent teens.

“B-Bucky?” crying, you wrap your arms around your friend, whimpering. “Oh my God, I thought you are dead! No one knew anything about you.”

“I got captured but Stevie saved me,” your friend explains, and you swallow thickly. “After that, we fought together. The Nazis, Hydra…fuck. I need to tell you so many things.”

“Hydra?” confused you look up at Bucky. “Steve is alive? He’s alive?” you cry, as breathing becomes harder to manage. “But—he never wrote…”

“Doll,” Bucky says, seeing the tears in your eyes. “A friend of ours, Peggy, she said you went to war too. That you were in Pearl Harbor when the bombs—” your friend chokes on his words. “We believed you are dead. I—Steve…”

“I—I wanted to, but my mom got sick, and I couldn’t leave town. I stayed and worked at the hospital instead. I got enlisted, though. Maybe they never got my letter and that’s why—”

“Fuck, we need to see Stevie! He needs to know,” Bucky picks up his bag and yours before he drags you toward a bar. “He will be so happy!”

“Where is he?” you look around the crowded bar, frowning as you can see a brunette talk to a tall blonde soldier. Stevie is nowhere to be found and you believe Bucky lied to you to not break your heart. “He’s not here, Bucky!”

“He’s right there,” Bucky drags you toward the brunette, calling for his friend. “STEVE! It was all wrong. Y/N, she’s alive. She’s right here,” your friend pushes you toward the tall soldier, and you end up face-first in the strangers’ arms.

“DOLL?” a deep guttural sound leaves the alpha’s lips as he looks down at you. “Y/N? You’re alive? I—I can’t believe you stand right here, in front of me.”

“I’m sorry, do I know you?” frowning deeply you look the stranger all over. Something about him seems familiar to you, but this is not your Steve. “Where is Stevie, Buck? This isn’t funny, okay. I’m sorry, my friend likes to make dumb jokes. War didn’t change his behavior, I see.”

“Baby doll, omega,” the blonde whines. “It’s me…just a little taller…and…” you step closer to get a better look at the alpha in the dim light the bar provides. “I know, I look different but it’s me.”

“Stevie?” looking the alpha up and down you gasp. “No, what happened? What did they do to my alpha?” you cup his cheek, whimpering as he looks so different. “Monsters! What did they do?!”

“Uh—I asked them to make me stronger. Doctor Erskine gave me a serum and—,” Steve smiles as you look up at him with doe eyes. You are confused and don’t know how to react. Stevie, your alpha is gone. There is this tall alpha, telling you he’s the same but everything changed.

Now that he looks like that, he’ll never give you a second glance. “You look different,” you mumble, stepping away from Steve as the brunette places her hand onto his biceps, smiling sweetly, but it doesn’t reach her eyes. “I guess you want to celebrate your homecoming and all. I would only be in the way.”

“What? No, wait!” you make your way through the masses to reach the restrooms, choking out a sob as you close the door behind you.

“Good choice,” the brunette from earlies says as she steps into the restroom. “Steve is not the weak alpha he used to be. He’s Captain America now, the hero and strong soldier. He can have anyone now,” she sneers, looking you up and down in your cheap dress and worn-out shoes. “He can have me. We are about to mate, and you are only getting in our way. Be smart and stay away from him.”

You left town a few days later. It wasn’t in your plans to leave your hometown, to leave Brooklyn so soon, but Peggy’s words broke your heart.

Steve was about to mate another omega.

Why wouldn’t he? Before he was a sick and small alpha. He clung to you, knowing you are the only omega paying attention to him.

Now he’s a hero, the golden boy bringing home the win and a new girl.

You made peace with your broken heart. Only a dull ache remains in your chest that doesn't want to go away.

Around four months after you left Brooklyn. Chicago, Illinois, …

“Did you listen, Y/N?” your new landlord asks. “I said someone is waiting for you at your apartment. He wouldn’t take no for an answer.”

“Why did you let him inside my home?” you gasp, shaking your head. “You can’t just let anyone into my apartment. This is...”

“I did what I did,” the grumpy alpha grunts. “Go and talk to him. No loud noises or you can sleep on the street from now on. The boy looked as if he’s up to no good.”

Your run upstairs, groaning as the stairs creak under your weight. “Fucking great. He let a stranger into my home. What if he stole my stuff or worse?”

Before you unlock your door you get the small knife Bucky gave you before he went to war out. Smiling as you remember your cocky friend.

“Miss you, Buck. I should’ve said goodbye,” you finally unlock the door, carefully sneaking inside your apartment only to find Steve pacing your living room.

“Finally! Doll!” he storms toward you to look you all over. “You’re unharmed. Good, that’s good,” he chokes out before he slaps your ass harshly. “That’s for running away from your alpha!”

“Steve!” he growls as you start fighting his embrace. “Why would you miss me? Peggy told me to stay away from you, and that you are going to mate soon. I was still the same simple and chubby girl from back then but you—"

“How could you just disappear? You left the bar, and I gave you space as Peggy suggested. She said you needed a few days on your own. That my new looks were too much for you.”

“You’re Captain America now, an unreachable dream to most of the girls but her,” you sniff. “My Stevie is long gone. I lost him the day he went to war.”

“No, you didn’t,” he cups your face, greedily capturing your lips in a heated kiss. “I’m still your Stevie. Doll, the shy and nervous alpha from years ago is standing right here. I look different but my heart still races close to you.”

“What?” he takes your hand to plant a soft kiss on your knuckles. “Stevie…”

“Feel my heart racing,” Steve places your hand onto his heart, humming as you replace it with your head. “Can you hear it?”

“Now you are taller too,” you whisper, feeling his arms wrap around your smaller frame. “Not fair. I loved to kiss the top of your head.”

“I can go on my knees, and you can kiss me there too,” he jokes, looking at you in his arms, smiling fondly. “I swear, Bucky and I tried to find you for months. I almost lost my mind when I found your apartment empty.”

“What about Peggy?”

“I never was with Peggy. I—uh,” he clears his throat, eyes saddening. “The day I got the message you died in Pearl Harbor, I let her comfort me, and she kissed me. That was the only time, I promise.”

“She kissed you,” you fist his shirt, growling low in your throat as Steve nods silently. “Did you kiss her back?”

“No, I was sad, and she took me by surprise. All those years I tried to get in contact with anyone knowing about you, and your fate. We were always on the run. Fight after fight. Battle after battle. I never had the time to check if we lost you for real.”

“I waited for you,” he nods. “I would’ve waited till the end of time, Stevie. All I could do was pray for your safe return.”

“I knew you would wait for me and that,” Steve kisses you again. Slow and gentle this time, “no other alpha would ever get to touch you.” You giggle at his possessiveness.

“Of course not!”

“Good,” walking you toward the bedroom Steve’s eyes darken. You end up on the bed, Steve on top of you. His hands and lips roam your body, touching every inch of skin he can reach.

He slowly strips your clothes off, helps you get comfortable on the bed before he settles between your legs, drinking your exposed body in, making your cheeks heat up at the hungry looks he gives you.

“Stevie?”

“You should know,” he grips one of your legs, spreading you wide, “I can do this all night, doll. You will walk funny in the morning…”

“You didn’t lie,” hobbling toward the kitchen counter you watch Steve flip a pancake in your pan. “Your knot got bigger too. I feared it will never deflate.” Steve smirks as you try to walk toward him.

“All for you, doll,” he puts the last pancake onto a plate before stepping toward you. Steve just looks at you, smiling as you hold his gaze. “Only you, Y/N.”

“Only for me,” you nod, taking his hands to place them onto your hips. You stand together, holding each other closely with your foreheads touching. “I love you, Stevie.”

“I love you too, doll,” you begin to slow dance, forgetting about war, and the time you spend apart. “Now we can settle down and have a family.”

“Now we can settle down,” resting your head against his chest you sigh. “I still miss the smaller Steve. I loved to give him a piggyback ride…”

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the-iceni-bitch · 4 years

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A Christmas Crush

Pairing: Bucky Barnes/Fem-Reader

Words: 6693 (yikes)

Summary: Bucky has been infatuated with you for months. Will the Christmas Spirit finally help him make his move?

Warnings: Explicit language, explicit sexual content (just all of it), fluff(I don’t know y’all, I have trouble qualifying this one), slightly dom partner, overprotective partner, SMUT (like over 3700 words of it y’all!), 18+

A/N: Sooo, this was supposed to be like 2500 words guys but I got a bit carried away. Made it in right under the wire for day 3 of my birthday week. This is also an entry for the Merry Hoemas challenge that is being hosted by @amythedvdhoarder @chrissquares @drabblewithfrannybarnes @pumpkin-and-pine and @starlightcrystalline. I chose the dialogue prompt “I’m not going to fall in love with you. I promise.” (from The Holiday). Please enjoy!!

“You better be wearing something nice, Barnes! No cargo pants!” you yelled out to the living area as you finished applying your makeup in the bathroom.

“Yes, boss!” He yelled back at you as he adjusted himself in the dress pants he borrowed from Sam. They weren’t uncomfortable, just tighter than he was used to.

“Dude, leave your crotch alone!” Wilson chuckled at him.

Bucky scowled at him and did his best to focus on anything else. “I can’t believe I let the two of you talk me into this.”

“You know how the boss-lady is, once she gets an idea in her head, there’s no stopping her.” Sam gave him a grin as he lounged on the sofa, sipping a glass of scotch. “Would you relax? We’re going to a club, you literally fought of a group of five assassins on your own last week. This is nothing!”

“I’m used to fighting, I haven’t been dancing since….”

“Oh god, have you not gone out since World War II!” Sam threw back his head and gave a laugh from deep in his chest. “Hoo, boy this should be entertaining!”

The three of you had been on a surveillance assignment for the past three months, and a replacement team had finally arrived to take over for you. Your flight back to the states wasn’t until tomorrow, and you had insisted that all of you find something to do to get over the stir craziness that had taken over. When you found a flyer for a hip hop Christmas party at one of the fancier downtown clubs, you ran back to the suite and insisted that you all head out. Sam was of course down immediately, but it took you a while to convince Bucky it would be a good time.

It was hard for him to not feel like the third wheel sometimes with the two of you. You and Sam loved your hip hop, and Bucky still remembered the first time he walked into one of your sparring sessions while Wu Tang was playing and had to immediately turn around and leave, ears turning red as you and Sam shouted mirth-filled apologies after him. He was slowly warming up to the aggressive music style, but still occasionally pined for the days of the Andrews Sisters and Bing Crosby.

He squirmed in the dress pants again; when did they start making suits so tight? He rolled the sleeves of his deep green shirt up over his forearms, trying to get more comfortable as the lights glinted off his metal hand, when you finally came out of the bathroom.

“You two boys ready to go?”

Fuck me, he thought.

You were wearing a bright red dress that was covered in sequins. It was in a wrap style that was wide open across your chest, exposing the valley between your breasts almost down to your navel. A thin gold chain with a dark green stone dangled around your neck and nestled in your cleavage, drawing the eye as is twinkled in the dying light through the windows. The skirt portion of the dress was short enough that it was almost obscene, and the apex of the wrap was almost up to your hip. You topped off the look with a pair of thigh high black velvet boots.

“Damn, mama, you look good!” Sam whistled at you as he stood up and spun you around with one hand.

“You’re not too bad yourself Wilson. Barnes, you clean up real nice!”

He couldn’t speak. He was suddenly extremely aware of just how tight his slacks were, and he strode over to grab all your coats from the rack and hold his in front of his crotch as he handed Sam the other two, hoping it wasn’t obvious what he was trying to hide as he slipped it over his shoulders.

“Ok, then, let’s head out!” You said, giving Sam a look as he helped you slide into your wool coat. He just shrugged at you before donning his, and the three of you got on your way.

Sam and you walked arm in arm on the way to the club, chatting idly and laughing at the occasional quip. You tried to engage Bucky in the conversation, but he just marched behind you scowling, collar pulled up against the chill in the air.

He couldn’t deny he had developed a bit of a crush on you over the course of your assignment. You always tried to keep morale up in the surveillance house, brightening the air with your laughter as you baked some sort of treat for everyone, or broke out an obscene amount of liquor when two of you had a shared shift off. He still remembered the time you had indulged in the gin just a little too much during a game of poker and passed out with your head in his lap. He hadn’t slept or moved from that position the entire night until he had to relieve Sam in the morning, reluctantly removing your face from where it had nestled during your rest.

He did his best to move past his crush, trying to convince himself it was just an infatuation that needed to wear itself out.

Then he saw you fight for the first time.

Sure, he had seen you sparring with Sam, and may have even done a session with you himself he hadn’t been concerned about how his body would react in such close proximity to you. But when that group of thugs attacked the house last week, he really saw you in action.

You moved like water. Dodging every blow that was thrown at you and landing flurries of strikes of your own that seemed like they shouldn’t have caused any damage but would reduce your opponents to puddles. Bucky almost got knocked out when you had pulled out your knives to spin them through your expert fingers like they were extensions of your will. He’d had to lock himself in the bathroom after the fight to jerk himself off, imagining it was your hands wrapped around him.

Now he watched your ass swaying back and forth in front of him as you arrived at the club, wearing those boots and that dress that made you look like walking sex. His mood soured as he handed his coat to the check girl and shoved his call ticket into his pocket, so he headed to the bar to get himself a drink.

He felt a light touch on his shoulder and gave a wince as he turned to face you.

“C’mon, Barnes, it’s Christmas!” You were giving him a heartachingly beautiful smile. “Wipe that frown off your face and come dance!”

He softened as you looked into his eyes. It wasn’t your fault he felt like a pervert everytime he stood next to you.

“I think I’m going to go grab us a table for our drinks, you go have fun with Sam. Maybe I’ll join you in a bit.”

“If you’re sure?” You cocked an eyebrow at him and bit your lip, and he felt his gut clench and his cock twitch at that look.

“I’m sure. Enjoy yourself.”

You gave his arm a squeeze before ordering yourself a shot of vodka that you immediately tossed back before heading to join Sam on the dance floor.

Bucky took his double scotch to one of the tables scattered around the floor and perched himself on a tall stool. His gaze scanned the dance floor before finding you and he let out a groan.

If he thought your fighting was beautiful, it was nothing compared to your dancing. You looked ethereal and free as you tossed your hair, rolling your hips as your arms raised above your head and followed the motion in your torso before they sank back down and rolled along your sides, highlighting the curves of your body. Sam suddenly grabbed you by the waist and spun you, causing you to throw your head back with a beautiful lilting laugh.

Bucky tossed back his scotch and flagged down a waitress, handing her his card and instructing her to keep the drinks coming. Maybe if he drank enough it would relieve the unbelievable ache he was feeling in his chest.

You and Sam joined him at the table after a few songs. You were breathless and flushed and all he wanted to do was kiss you then take you to an alley out back and fuck you stupid.

“Barnes, you are being a bit of a Scrooge here.” You grinned at him as you nibbled on a pretzel. Sam had headed to the bathroom, and you flagged down a waitress and ordered yourself a vodka cranberry before turning back to him. “I’ll order you to have fun if I need to.”

He grinned in spite of himself when you gave him a wink. “Sorry, Y/L/N, this isn’t really my type of party.”

“Aww, Bucky,” he took in a sharp breath, you’d never used his first name before. “You just need to loosen up. I can lend you a hand with that if you need it.” You reached a hand over and wrapped it around his wrist, giving it a light squeeze.

He almost said something then, but the waitress arrived back at the table at that moment with your drink and you turned to give her a smile and thanks. Sam arrived back from the bathroom then with a bourbon in his hand, accompanied by a beautiful woman with a bright smile.

“Bucky, Y/N, this is Marta, she’s a model!”

“Well hi there Marta, you going to steal my dance partner?” You were giving the girl a massive grin as you teased Sam.

“Yeah, Marta doesn’t really speak English.” Sam grinned.

“Oh, sorry.” You asked her the same question in Swedish.

Marta’s smile grew even bigger as the two of you started babbling away at each other while Bucky and Sam just shook their heads. Marta grabbed your hand suddenly and started to drag you away from the table.

“Be right back boys!” You said over your shoulder as you and your new friend headed off to the bathroom. Bucky watched you walk away and gave a deep sigh.

“Jesus Christ, man, you need to make your move already!” Sam said, exasperated.

Bucky almost choked on his scotch. “Dunno what you’re talking about.” He mumbled, wiping his chin with a napkin.

“Bruh, you’ve been staring at Y/N non-stop this whole night. Not to mention the fact that you were moping around the surveillance house for the past few months like a kicked puppy.” Sam shook his head as he tossed back the rest of his drink. “Oh, and if you thought you were sneaky about your little post-fight bathroom session last week, you are very mistaken.”

Bucky snapped his jaw shut and felt a flush creeping up his neck as he imagined your reaction to the discovery he had been touching himself to thoughts of your body underneath him.

Sam waved a hand at him. “Don’t worry, Y/N didn’t notice. I sprayed the fuck out of that bathroom with Febreze after you left. I am never doing anything like that for you again, though.”

Bucky’s heart rate went back down in relief. “We work together Sam. Even if that wasn’t the case, what am I supposed to say to her?”

“Geez, man, just fucking kiss her!”

“Fuck, Sam, we haven’t even been on a date! Don’t women usually want that sort of preamble?”

“Some women, sure. But don’t treat them like a monolith. Y/N appreciates directness and the worst thing that could possibly happen is she tells you to back off.”

“She could stab me.”

Sam guffawed. “Don’t look so turned on at the thought, dude. She’s noticed how weird you’ve been acting. She thinks you don’t like her. One of the main reasons she made us all go out tonight was to hopefully get you to warm up some.”

Bucky sighed, he hadn’t meant to push you away. “I dunno, Sam. She’s super fucking intimidating.”

“Get over it, Barnes. If you don’t make a move, someone else definitely will.”

“Oh my god, Sam, get your ass out here! It’s Christmas in Hollis!” You and Marta were back on the dance floor now and you were bouncing up and down, waving your hand excitedly at Sam.

“Aw, shit, that’s my jam!” Sam was backing onto the floor now, trying to get Bucky to follow him before giving up and turning to you and his date.

An unsteady woman sank into the seat Sam had just vacated and gave Bucky a lecherous grin before she started talking to him in slurred Swedish.

“Sorry, I can’t understand you.” He shouted at her.

“Oh, American man.” The woman purred at him in what he assumed was supposed to be a sexy voice. “You, me, fuck in bathroom.”

Bucky didn’t hear her. A giant blonde man who looked like a knockoff Thor was dancing behind you now, trying to put his hands on your hips and grind his crotch into your ass.

Bucky watched you turn and place a hand on the intruder’s chest, giving him a polite smile as you stopped your dancing, saying something to him that Bucky couldn’t make out over the music.

The guy didn’t take the hint and put his hands on your waist, pulling you flush against his front and putting a thigh between your legs, edging the hem of your skirt upwards.

Bucky didn’t realize he had been gripping the back of one of the chairs with his metal hand until he heard a crunch and looked down to see he had bent the frame when he clenched his fist.

“Knulla.” The suddenly sober woman said, standing up abruptly and scurrying away from the table.

Bucky found himself striding towards the dance floor, fists clenching and a low growl emanating from his chest.

That dirty fucker was still trying to hump you as you gave him a firm shove, trying to turn back to Sam and Marta. He wrapped a hand around your upper arm and jerked you back. Sam stopped dancing and tried to step in, but the son of a bitch slapped him in the face before turning back to you and smashing his mouth into yours, shoving his free hand up the front of your skirt to try to get at your pussy.

Bucky arrived just as you pulled back from the cocksucker and drew the offensive hand back so sharply, a snap resounded across the floor and he let out a scream.

Bucky punched him in the face before grabbing him by his collar and tossing him away from you as three security guards came rushing to the scene, too late to offer any sort of assistance. Marta managed to intercept them and started screaming at them in Swedish as you and Sam moved between Bucky and the giant Swede who was now a blubbering mess on the floor.

“It’s good Barnes, you can relax.” Sam said.

“Bucky, it’s ok. He isn’t worth it.” You were as close to Bucky as you had ever been. He could feel the heat radiating off you as you put a hand on his chest.

You had never seen Bucky so angry. His jaw was clenched so tight, you were worried the tendons in his neck were going to snap. He was breathing deeply through his nose, nostrils flaring as he glared murderously at the man who had touched you.

“Baby, you can let it go. I’m ok.” You murmured low enough that only he could hear you.

He looked into your eyes and relaxed, taking a deep breath through his mouth and nodding as the security guards dragged your assailant out of the club.

“Good boy, now you owe me a dance.”

Bucky’s look instantly changed to confusion as you dragged him onto the dance floor, giving him a breathless laugh as you started dancing again.

He had no idea what to do with himself. You saw his look of utter helplessness and turned to face him. You placed his hands on your hips and your hands around his neck and looked into his eyes. You’re hips started rolling to the rhythm as the rest of your body swayed in time with the music. Bucky was too aware of his feet and broke eye contact to stare at them, trying to figure out how he was supposed to move.

He felt your hand lift his chin and you shook your head at him before bringing the front of your body flush against his. You lined up your hips to his and started rolling them, your legs on either side of his massive thigh as you gyrated against him. He let out a moan and screwed his eyes closed.

You brought your face against his neck and whispered in his ear. “Just relax honey.”

You dipped your hips slightly and he followed you, nuzzling into your neck and inhaling your scent as his brain finally stopped overanalyzing what he was doing.

You felt the muscles underneath his shirt tightening and releasing as he rolled his body against you and your pussy clenched over his thigh. You gave a soft gasp and hoped the rush of arousal hadn’t soaked through your panties and onto his pants. His hands were pressing into the soft skin of your hips, and you knew you would have light bruises there tomorrow.

You pulled away suddenly and Bucky groaned at the loss of you before you flipped your hair forward and dropped your ass, separating your thighs slightly as you slowly drew your back up Bucky’s front before nestling your ass into the dip in his pelvis that seemed made to fit you.

Bucky growled into your hair and nipped at the soft skin behind your ear before starting to grind himself into your ass. He brought his metal arm to press against your abdomen and push you further into him, while his other wandered up between your breasts, giving one of them a soft squeeze before loosely wrapping his fingers around your throat

You felt him harden against you and let out a small gasp, starting to pull away before his metal arm locked you in place.

“Don’t you fucking move.” He growled in your ear, nipping gently at the lobe with his teeth.

His hips were moving at their own rhythm now, the music forgotten. Neither of you noticed Sam making an exit with Marta, grinning back at you before shrugging his coat over his shoulders and heading out into the snow.

Your breath was hitching softly as Bucky rutted himself against your ass, and the sound was driving him crazy. You could feel your cunt throbbing as it became slick, your arousal soaking your panties and threatening to start leaking down the insides of your thighs. He suddenly stuttered his hips and let out a hiss before stilling.

“Shit.”

He had come in his pants like a teenager, filling his boxer briefs and leaving a small wet spot on the front of his slacks. His arms released you as he stood up straight, leaning his forehead against the back of your head and screwing his eyes shut. He’d never been so embarrassed.

You shuffled the edge of your skirt down before turning around and pressing your lips against his softly. He groaned against your mouth as he brought his hands to either side of your face, tangling them in your hair. You discretely untucked his shirt as you kissed him, covering the evidence of his orgasm graciously. You pulled away before he could really lean into the kiss, and he let out a dissatisfied sigh.

You looked at him through heavy lids, biting at your kiss swollen lips before taking his hand and dragging him to the exit. “We’re going back to the hotel”

You tossed the coat tickets at the girl at the counter, breathing heavily as you tapped your nails impatiently. You snatched the coats from her without a word and tossed Bucky’s to him before charging out the door.

Bucky almost slipped several times back to the hotel as you set a brutal pace. He couldn’t get a read on you now and was worried he’d ruined things already.

You rode the elevator up to your floor in silence, one hip cocked to the side as you clicked the opposite heel against the floor rapidly. As soon as the doors opened, you strode down the hallway like you were possessed and Bucky hurried after you, concern written all over his face.

You arrived at the room first and wrenched the door open, leaving it open behind you as you stepped inside. Bucky was a few steps behind you but stopped at the entrance. He was certain you were going to lay into him as soon as he entered and wanted to take a moment to collect himself. He was running his metal fingers through his hair when your arm suddenly shot out, your fingers wrapping around the collar of his shirt and hauling him inside as he let out an uncharacteristic yelp.

You slammed the door behind him and pressed him up against it, shoving your fingers under his collar and wrapping them around his neck before you smashed your mouth to his violently, clashing your teeth against his before shoving your tongue down his throat.

Bucky overcame his surprise quickly and grinned against your lips as he slid his coat off his shoulders before cupping your ass and giving it a squeeze.

Your lips left his suddenly, leaving him breathless. You gave him a small smirk before sinking to your knees and starting to undo his belt.

“You’ve been keeping this pretty cock from me baby. My pussy’s been gushing thinking about your hot length in my mouth.” You were kissing around the bulge in his pants as you slipped his loosened belt out of the loops and undid the buttons. He leaned his head back against the door and hissed through his teeth. He’d never had a woman speak to him like this before and it was making his cock ache. He jutted his hips forward and you rubbed your face against his cloth covered erection before drawing his slacks and boxer briefs down his legs swiftly, freeing his dick to bounce back up against his abs.

You spat in your hand and wrapped it around him, drawing a groan from his chest. You started peppering soft kisses along his shaft as you ran your hand up and down slowly. “God Bucky, you’re so fucking big, I can’t wait to feel this in my pussy. I need to taste your sweet cum first though honey.”

You softly ran one finger up the underside of his shaft, tracing the vein that ran from root to tip before dragging your tongue in a heavy stripe over the same path.

He wrapped your hair around his hand and let out a hiss. “Fuck, Y/N, who taught you to talk like that?”

“Mmm, you like it sweetie?” You asked him wickedly as you ran your tongue over the sensitive slit along his tip, lapping up the pre-cum that was starting to collect there.

“God, yes.” He couldn’t believe how much the filthy praises you were giving turned him on.

“I’ll give you as much as I can honey, but I’m worried this cock is going to fuck out my throat.” You took him in your mouth then, relaxing your throat as you drew in his entire length, feeling his balls hit your chin as you swallowed around him.

“Shit!” he thought you were going to go slower and he almost came immediately when you hollowed your cheeks around him and pulled him out slightly before taking him in again, bringing a hand up to fondle his balls.

He braced his metal arm against the door as he started to thrust his hips, fucking into your face as you choked around him, tears streaming down your cheeks and drool leaking from the corners of your mouth.

“God baby, you’re taking my cock so good. That mouth of yours is fucking amazing.” His hips picked up speed and he gazed down at you. You looked sinful, a flush in your cheeks and over your chest as you gazed up at him through thick lashes. You moaned around his cock as his praise caused a fresh rush of arousal to leak from your cunt.

“You gonna take my cum down like a good girl?” His hips were starting to stutter and you felt his cock twitch at the back of your mouth. You let out a tiny whine and tried to nod as he shoved himself all the way in, stilling himself as you felt his release run down your throat.

He pulled his softening cock out of your mouth and wiped the drool from you chin before softly cupping your cheek.

“Stay right there for a second pretty girl.”

“Yes, sir.” You whispered at him, your voice husky now that your throat was raw.

He unbuttoned his shirt and rolled it off over his shoulders, then removed his undershirt and tossed it aside too until he was standing in front of you naked.

You let out a low moan at the sight. His muscles were sculpted beautifully, his chest dusted with dark hair that tapered to a happy trail that led down to his thick cock. The skin around his metal arm was scarred and puckered, and other faint scars were visible elsewhere on his body, giving him an air of danger and menace. Your cunt clenched as you took in the sight, biting your lips as you ached to run your hands over his body.

“Stand up.” He ordered you. He didn’t know what had come over him. He had spent months wanting to beg you for some sign of affection, but now that you were there kneeling in front of him, he just wanted to take it from you. And you were willing to give him whatever he required.

You drew yourself up slowly and he picked you up with one hand and wrapped your legs around his waist. He brought your mouth down to his and teased your lips open with his tongue as he carried you to the bedroom.

He knelt on the bed with you straddling him and started to trail rough kisses down your neck, sucking occasionally to draw a bruise against your skin.

As he reached your shoulders, he wrapped his metal hand through the chain around your neck and gave it a yank, snapping it off you. He drew the shoulders of your dress down, exposing your tits as you arched your back up to meet him.

“God Bucky, please” You whined as nuzzled his face into the valley between your breasts, his stubble scratching the skin there.

“You want something, baby?” he asked you wickedly, kissing slowly up the slope of your breast until he almost reached your nipple, then moved his mouth away again.

You groaned and wound your fingers into his hair. “Need your tongue on me, please baby.”

“Where did you want it sweet girl?” he asked innocently before cupping one breast in his hand and rubbing the nipple with his nose. “Did you want me to lick you here?”

“Yes, yes, fuck!!” His tongue swirled slowly around your nipple, drawing it to a sensitive peak. “God Bucky, that’s so good!”

He brought up his metal hand to palm your other breast and you gasped at the contrast of the cool metal against your warm flesh. He tweaked the other nipple and you groaned. “You want my tongue on this one too, honey?”

“Pleasepleaseplease….” You whispered breathlessly, whining when he moved his mouth where you asked him. You started grinding yourself into his thigh, desperate for release as your pussy quivered and wept.

“No.” He ordered, grabbing your hip with his metal hand and holding you still. “You don’t get to come unless it’s on my cock sweetheart.”

You let out a thin keen as tears leaked down your cheeks.

Bucky brought his face back up to yours, holding your chin with his other hand and kissing you hungrily. You cried into his mouth in desperation.

“You want this cock, pretty girl?”

“God, yes. Please, Bucky!”

“You asked me so nicely, honey. I’m gonna give you what you want.”

He gripped your dress in his metal hand where it had gathered at your waist, gave it a twist, and ripped it off you, sequins and beads flying off the bed and across the floor. He grabbed your panties next and shredded them, bringing their ruins up to his face and inhaling your scent deeply before tossing them aside and giving you a wicked grin. You bent one leg up to start to remove your boots when he slapped your hand away.

“Leave those on.” He growled at you.

He took a moment to pause and look at you, memorizing every slope and curve of your body. He spread your legs wide and gave a low moan when he got a look at your pussy, coated in slick and swollen with desire. He drew two metal fingers softly up the inside of your thigh before running them over your sex, coating them in your arousal and making you moan. He brought his fingers up to his mouth and sucked them clean.

“You taste so good baby girl. Maybe once I’ve fucked you stupid with my cock I’ll eat you out.”

“Unnhh, Bucky, give it to me.” You begged him.

“You need something baby? You gotta be specific.”

“God, need you inside me. I fucking need your cock. Bucky, please.”

“Alright sweetheart. You better have at least five orgasms on my cock sweet girl. Otherwise I might have to spank you.”

He lifted your right leg and looped your knee over his elbow, opening you wide as he brought himself up to your entrance. He slowly drew his length through the slick gathered there as you whimpered, then he slammed into you, bottoming out right away and knocking the air out of you.

“FUCK!!!” you screamed as you came immediately, clenching and fluttering around him as you went rigid and started to tremble.

“That’s one, baby.” He grinned as he started to fuck into you, not bothering to wait for you to come down from your orgasm. “Shit, this pussy was fucking ready for me. Look at you gripping me so good, like you’re fucking made for my cock.”

“God, Bucky!” you whined. “You’re so big, keep moving baby. Fuck that’s so good!”

Lewd squelching noises filled the room, combining with the slap of flesh against flesh as he drove into you hard.

“Mmm, you’re squeezing me so tight, honey. You gonna come on my cock again?” Bucky slipped a hand underneath your ass and tilted your hips just a bit and felt you clench around him.

“Shit, right there. God, I’m coming again. Don’t fucking stop.” Your face screwed up as your second orgasm ripped through you, curling your toes in your boots as your legs quivered with the strain.

“Good girl.” He praised you as you fluttered around him, your release soaking your thighs as it seeped out around his cock. “I’m gonna move you now, sweetheart, get ready.”

His hand moved under your waist and he wrenched you up until you were flush against his chest. The coarse hair there scratched against your sensitive nipples and you gave a soft whine at the change in position.

Bucky stared into your eyes. Your face was a mess. Lipstick smeared all over your mouth and chin. Mascara and tears running in streaks down your flushed cheeks. Mouth open and panting with need and pupils blown wide as you gazed at him through your thick eyelashes.

You looked like the perfect mixture of sin and sex. He had never seen anything so beautiful.

He wrapped both his arms behind your shoulders and buried his hands in your hair, pressing your face to his and forcing his tongue between your lips and teeth, running it everywhere it could reach inside your velvety mouth, growling into you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and opened yourself up to him, whining as he increased his pace even more and you felt the tension gather in your core again.

“Give me another one, baby. My good girl. Show me how good that pussy is for me.”

You buried your face in his neck and groaned as you felt every muscle below your waist go rigid and another orgasm wracked you. You didn’t know if you could handle two more.

“God, sweetheart, you feel so fucking good. This pussy is making a mess everywhere.”

He pulled out of you suddenly and you gasped, hoping for a reprieve. But he just flipped you so you were on all fours and slammed back into you, making you scream.

“Just two more pretty girl. Then I’ll fill this pretty cunt with my cum.”

You didn’t know how he could last this long as he pounded into you relentlessly. He drew you up straight suddenly so your back was against his chest and you gave a small whimper. Your throat was raw from him fucking it and from your screaming, and the only sound you managed to make now was a stream of unintelligible mewls.

You leaned your head back against Bucky’s shoulder as he brought a hand up to palm at your breast. His metal fingers moved to the apex of your thighs and started drawing rough circles against your clit. You felt tears leaking down your cheeks as your pleasure began to gather. He drove them into you suddenly and you let out a thin wail as your entire body went stiff before vibrating with your release.

Bucky guided your fall forward gently until your face was resting against the blankets. Your arms couldn’t hold you up anymore so they laid limply next to your face as Bucky gripped both of your hips and drew them back to him over and over. You felt drool leaking from your open mouth as you blinked slowly. You were absolutely cock drunk. The sheer number and intensity of your orgasms had made your brain short circuit. He really had fucked you stupid.

Bucky slapped your ass suddenly and you gave a sharp gasp as you came one last time, fisting your hands into the blankets to try to keep from passing out.

“Good girl.” Bucky murmured at you. You could feel the smile in his voice and you felt your cunt clench around him at the praise. His hips started to stutter and you felt his cock twitching inside you.

“You ready for me sweetheart? This pussy treated me so good, I’m gonna fill you up.”

You managed to moan out a single word through your hoarse throat. “Please…”

The wantonness in your voice pushed him over the edge and you felt his hips still suddenly as he released inside of you. The feel of his hot cum coating your velvety walls made you moan like a whore.

“Fuck, baby. That was so good.” He gently lowered himself on top of you and you felt him soften inside of you. He peppered gentle kisses along your shoulders and the back of your neck as he pulled out of you slowly. You gave a contented sigh as he rolled off you and headed to the bathroom. You’d never been fucked so well in your life.

You heard the water running and you managed to lift your head to watch Bucky return, holding a damp washcloth. His abdomen, thighs, and cock were coated in your release, glistening in the soft light of the bedroom as he walked back towards you and sat down on the edge of the bed. The sight of his naked form filled you with a renewed sense of desire.

Bucky rotated you carefully until you were lying on your back and brought his face down to yours and gave you a soft kiss before moving himself between your legs. You heard him suck in his breath sharply when he got a good look at you, drawing your knees apart to get a good look at your pussy.

“Fuck honey, you’re beautiful.”

The skin of your mound and thighs was flushed red where he had thrusted into you repeatedly and it was all coated in the evidence of your multiple orgasms. Your cunt was swollen and pulsing as his cum slowly leaked out of you, collecting in a small puddle on the sheets.

Bucky gently cleaned your thighs and mound with the cloth, being careful to not irritate your already sensitive skin. Then he worked your folds apart with his metal fingers and drew the damp fabric over your slit slowly, collecting his release from your entrance. You gave a groan and pressed yourself into the cloth when he tried to pull it away.

“Jesus, sweetheart, already?”

You propped yourself up on your elbows and stared at him. “Bucky, you promised.”

He shook his head and tutted his tongue at you. “No, I said I might eat you out after I fucked you stupid. No promises were made.”

“Bucky, please?” You begged him, your voice husky with lust.

He gave you a look then moved to kneel between your legs. “Can’t say no to you, pretty girl. Not after this pussy treated me so good.”

You gave a soft chuckle followed by a gasp as he flattened himself on the bed and drew your left leg over his shoulder, softly kissing and sucking down the inside of your thigh before he nuzzled himself into your folds.

He softly licked at your entrance, lapping up the renewed evidence of your arousal as he dragged his tongue up and down your slit before he wrapped his lips around your tiny bud and sucked softly.

“God, Bucky! More…please…” You moaned at him, winding your fingers into his hair and pressing him further into you.

He gently teased two metal finger around your entrance before inserting them slowly, grinning against you as he felt your pussy flutter around them.

He started fucking them into you steadily while he gently sucked at your clit, crooking his wrist to hit your sweet spot as he picked up speed.

“Fuck! Right there! Don’t you dare stop! So, so, good! Please baby!” You started babbling, the pitch of your voice getting higher as he edged you closer to your release.

He latched on and sucked hard at the same time he added a third finger, and you came apart around him, soaking his chin and stubble as your thighs tried to crush his head between them and your pussy clenched and twitched around his fingers.

Bucky crawled back up the bed and laid next to you, drawing you to his chest as he wrapped his arms around you. You nuzzled your face into him and let out a low humming noise to show how content you were.

“God, it took you long enough, Barnes.”

He laughed and kissed the top of your head, pulling the blankets over the two of you and flicking off the bedside lamp.

“You know, you could have made a move yourself.” He murmured against your hair.

“And offend your World War II sensibilities, grandpa? You would have run away screaming.”

“Grandpa?”

“Whatever, you were scared of me. I didn’t want to frighten you off before you took advantage of your crush.”

“Right, crush.”

“Mmm, if this is how you fuck on the first date, what are you going to do when you fall in love with me?” You teased against his chest, your breathing growing deeper as you drifted off to sleep.

“Don’t worry sweetheart. I’m not going to fall in love with you. I promise.” He lied as he dozed off.

The snow was falling heavy over the city. And Bucky was dreaming about marrying you.

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