#pornstar!pietro maximoff

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Over & Over (Again) - Part 1

Pairing(s): Pornstar!Pietro Maximoff x Female Reader (mention of Pornstar!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader) 

Summary: You and Bucky are set to work with each other again, but insecurities and shit. Read Part 1 here. 

Warnings: Adult themes. | Smut 18+

Disclaimer: I still don’t know how the porn industry works. We’re here for a good time, not a long time. 

A/N: Fuck it. I wrote this and never finished it, but why should I deprive anyone who happens to want read this AU? Also, feel free to visualize either portrayals of Pietro in this piece. Enjoy! 

“Now, I want a full report on everything that happens on that set, okay?” Wanda requests as she follows you out from your walk-in closet, where you had grabbed a new pair of lingerie for the said film you’re currently packing for, and back into your bedroom to stuff it into your suitcase at the last minute.

She doesn’t see the humorous roll of your eyes, but she knows you made some sort of playful gesture because of Natasha, who was lounging on your bed, and the smirk adorning her face. As your mentor, she still checked with you each time you left to film and you were always grateful for her advice. Her support is exactly what you’d be needing too because you were booked to film a scene for another prominent director - Tony Stark. For that reason, Wanda was eager to seek out any kind of insight she could get from you on how to continue in outing her rival.

“Let the girl focus on her real job, Wan,” Natasha says trying to get her off your back. It wasn’t actually a bother, but rather amusing to you that she and Tony would go to such lengths to outdo the other. He paid a hefty price with Natasha for her to allow him to book you for his next film. More importantly, she wouldn’t have steered you in the wrong direction or thrown you out there if you weren’t ready.

Your shoot with Bucky struck gold within the porn community and the momentum you picked up didn’t slow its roll. Just as you were told, you were a hot commodity! Your ranking skyrocketed, you were getting booked left and right, started working with bigger names and companies, which all meant you were getting paid more. It’s been quite the journey and the break you’ve been looking for since you started a career in the adult film industry.

“You’re right,” Wanda agrees, letting out a big sigh to alleviate her worry. “What am I really worried about? No one can top that film I did with her and Bucky,” then flashes a small, complacent smile to the two of you.

“Yeah, except maybe a sequel of her and Bucky…” Natasha counters with another knowing smile of her own.

“What?!” Wanda asks, bewildered, eyes bugging, the worry starting to creep back in on her face.

“Oops, I guess we forgot to mention to Wanda who your co-star was, didn’t we?” Natasha directs the question to you, getting a kick out of Wanda’s reaction. You shake your head at your friends before zipping up your bag and setting it on the ground, ready for you to roll on out with.

“How could you forget such a huge detail like that?” She questions, and it doesn’t stop there. “I can overlook the fact that he’s paying your expense to a lavish city in Europe, but not her and Bucky again!”

“It’s really not that big of a deal, Wanda,” you say so casually with a shrug and you don’t miss the dead unamused look on her face because she knows what you said was complete bullshit to her. The now infamous video had been seen by millions and in counting, hell, you were already getting early nominations for it. Wanda feared that she wouldn’t be able to follow up to it and now her rival, who is just as acclaimed is getting a shot.

“Okay, what I’m trying to get at is that it doesn’t matter who I work with,” you explain with a different approach.

“Exactly. She was the star of that video not Bucky,” Natasha backs you up.

“Yes, but the chemistry between you two is unmatched!” Wanda insists. She’s not wrong. The connection and vibes both you and Bucky gave off was so authentic and believable that it made it a hit and for fans to beg for more in the comments.

“I don’t know…” you pipe up unexpectedly. Sex with Bucky was great and if you could you’d do it over and over again with him, but while you too were convinced you had great chemistry with him, you also didn’t want to feel type casted to work with one person your whole career.

The silence from your friends only indicated for you to continue. They were rather astonished because they knew there just had to be more of you and Bucky than you weren’t letting on.

“I mean...I work well with anyone,” you say, trying to make a point. Who were you trying to convince though? Unless you fess up and swallow your pride, you couldn’t take that back and had to just finish that thought process. “I had great reviews on the new video I did with Pietro!”

Well, you weren’t lying there. It was one of your “milestone” videos so to say. The kind that showed off where you were now, what kind of things have you learned now that you’re a “star” and people played into that, seeing the newbie become pro and only get better from then on.

“Yeah, about that…” Natasha speaks up, “...is having sex with him the slightest bit weird for you?”

“What do you mean by that?” You ask, puzzled with her genuine curiosity.

“In a way, it’s like you’re having sex with Wanda,” she clarifies.

“We may be twins, but that’s totally not the same thing!” Wanda interjects.

“We work in porn, there’s nothing weird about anything,” you answer hoping that settles it. The more you worked in this industry, the more comfortable you became with things that may seem strange to most. Wanda and Pietro were both in this line of business and no doubt know about each other's work, but that’s the kind of thing that grows on you in the porn industry.

“It’s totally not the same thing and as I was saying Pietro and I get good views, Steve and I get good views...need I go on?” continuing your spiel that who your co-star is makes no difference at all.

“To an extent, yes, you do,” Natasha compromises, but you know your friends aren’t all the way convinced yet, “...but you’re still not denying it.”

“Whatever happened between you and Bucky?” Wanda asks the million dollar question. You were able to avoid the topic for a few months now, but a part of you knew with their track record, they’d bring it back up, “...I thought things were working out for you two.”

“Yeah, well I thought so too until he started ghosting me,” you reply with a hint of bitterness and annoyance at the unpleasant feeling of how his actions left you resurfacing.

“Hold on! He what?!” Natasha asks. How dare he, right? The guy makes a show of how infatuated he was with you during a shoot of all places and some months later tosses you aside like the others? Natasha was seeing red only because she was protective of you. Had she known, she wouldn’t have given you off like that again to Bucky to boost his profile.

“He just stopped replying to me one day,” you finally reveal. You don’t know where or when it went wrong, but who were you kidding? Could you two really have made a relationship work while working in the porn industry?

“When?” She continues to dig for more, Wanda leaning over intrigued by this admission.

As far as all parties were considered, everything was looking good between you and Bucky. The pair of you did go out on a few dates, recorded some home videos to upload, some private and others exclusive paid content. During all that, you were absolutely happy with your life. Your career took off, you had the best support from your friends and colleagues, and on top of that a sweet and sexy guy by your side. It was becoming believable that you two could make it work...except apparently some feelings weren’t put aside well enough.

“I don’t know…” you sigh and plop down on the end of your bed exhausted of this topic and the thought of Bucky, “...probably around the time he flew out of the country for a shoot and I was filming that sequel with Pietro.”

You were starting to reconsider this whole shoot now. Did he meet someone else on that trip? Someone better than you? Still, he could’ve at least had the decency to let you down. You can tell your friends are absorbing this new information as Wanda gently pats and runs a hand down your arm, noticing the light distress that’s overcome you. You turn your head to look towards Natasha from behind after hearing her make a noise suggesting she has an idea.

“What is it, Nat?” Wanda asks for you.

“Wilson said Barnes has a hard time watching you perform with other guys...” she starts out.

“That’s ridiculous! We do this for a living,” you’re quick to respond, not even entertaining the mere possibility of what she’s presenting to the table.  

“He’s jealous!” Wanda blurts out connecting the dots, “...of you and Pietro!” Both of them looked at each other, carrying a proud look on their faces at believing they had it all figured out.

There’s a befuddled look on your face and you’re wondering if that could be it. Bucky always played it so smooth and cool with you, never showed any signs of jealousy before, but if you look back hard enough, you start to make sense of the timeline.

The whole duration of your “fling” with Bucky was when you were doing solo videos and/or girl-on-girl scenes. It was an experimental turn of your career and when he flew off to work on his next big project, you accepted the scene with Pietro.

“So, welcome back! It’s been a year since you’ve been on this couch,” the director states the obvious and to which you smile at, reminiscing that very day.

You were so green and nervous, and in some aspect you still felt that way. The sole purpose of you being asked to come back here was to show off what you’ve learned from being an adult film performer. Newly found confidence was the point of this shoot and not so much of what you could take, but what you could offer.

The only sense of comfort you were given then and now is from the person sitting next to you. Pietro was your first co-star and you were put at ease because you always felt safe with him. He calmed your mind and nerves on day one and taught you to take only what you like from any other guy you’d work with later down the road. You loved being in Pietro’s company and you had loads of fun working with him, but that’s just what it was, work. The relationship with him was strictly professional.

“You look amazing!” The director boasts.

“Thank you,” you respond modestly and put on a show of bashfulness.

“You’ve really made a name for yourself since then haven't you?”

“I guess…” you shrug playfully and continue to downplay. You’re always being told to just take the damn compliment but everything you’ve managed to achieve in a short amount of time was still so surreal to you.

“You’re kidding, right?” Pietro butts in jokingly.

“It’s only been a year!” You argue, shaking your head at him. There’s a smile on your face that you fail to conceal from him because it’s hard to legit be mad around Pietro when you’ve only felt happiness in his presence. He was very dear to you.

“And? A lot can happen in a year!” He counters, poking a hole through your logic and literally your side, causing you to squirm into his arms.

He got you there, alright, and the subtle smirk on his striking face, blue eyes luring you into the deep end, only pushed your buttons. 

Okay, if they’re all so adamant that you’re this new Pro…you’d show them.

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“You didn’t see that coming, did you?” You jab at Pietro, during the scene, and using one of his most used lines against him, after you successfully overtake him out of nowhere.

With him against the backrest of the couch, your legs straddling his hips, effectively trapping him in place, hands braced on top of his pecs. Well into this scene, he’d let his guard down for a few seconds after some deep and good thrusts of his hips into yours. When his quick pace began to falter, that was just the opening you needed to shine.

“Fuck me,” he pleads breathlessly, his fingers squeezing at the flesh of your hips. You feel his cock twitch up against your wet folds and your body naturally reacting by grounding eagerly on him. A satisfied hum escapes both your mouths almost at the same time as you reach down to guide him back inside your heat.

Being on top used to make you feel self conscious, especially when you were being filmed, but it was a power move you learned to master. Everyone loved a good view of the action, the way your greedy cunt dripped for the lucky cock that would find its way snug inside you and not to mention your ass and how it bounced from each force.  

You roll your hips deliciously, loving the way your clit drags against the base of his cock and how the tip scratches along your walls. Pietro’s head rests on the edge of the backrest, you brush away his matted hair from his forehead to look at him. You’re absolutely reeling on the blissed out expression on his face, eyes half-lidded, eyebrows slightly furrowed, sweat building up along his hairline, and his lips parted in want.

Of course, you weren’t super human and your stamina could only take you so far, the scene ends with your back flat on the couch again, one leg propped upright against Pietro’s chest and the other hanging off the edge of the couch.

“Look at you…” Pietro comments, admiring the white streaks of his warm cum strewn across your midsection, up as far as your breasts, while he slowly tugs at his sensitive cock of every drop he has right then for you. The last bit of it that dribbles from the tip and pooling onto your skin causes you to moan inwardly, almost setting you ablaze once more. 

“You made me cum so fast!” You comment letting out little fits of giggles and covering your exhausted face, almost embarrassed. Your pussy was still tingling as your orgasm coursed and rocked right through you so suddenly. The fourth wall never existed in this shoot because your amusement is only heightened when the director joins in on the joke pretending that Pietro ruined everything by unintentionally making quick work of it.  

You’ve had lots of great sex with others prior to today, but Pietro knew where to aim his cock just at the right spot better than most. At first, it made you feel a bit pathetic that you’d come almost instantly with him, but you made up for it in other aspects.

“No one has ever made me cum that quick,” you mention rather shyly.

He beams at the compliment, plants a few soft kisses on your calf before letting your leg down to carefully hover over you. He gently caresses your cheek, before reminding everyone who he was, “they don’t call me Quicksilver for nothing.”

“You’re such a dork!” You tease, another smile breaking through, then start running your fingers through the thick fluid that stained your hot skin before bringing them up and engulfing them in your mouth sucking on his essence. He lets out a low groan, entranced by your sexual allure, watching your throat contract as you swallow and the way your fingers slip all nice, wet and clean from your lips.

“Oh, you’re a star, alright,” he says when you’ve finished cleaning up his mess and smiling down proud of how much you’ve improved since your first scene. Thriving on the praise, you bring him back in closer by the nape of his neck, your fingers digging into his silver hair on the back of his head, as your lips press to his in a sweet kiss.

“How quick can you make me cum again?” You challenge, locking your legs around him for more.

The skin of his knuckles turned white from the death grip he doesn’t realize he has on the small screen of his phone, having watched your next best film to date. His blood curdled knowing that someone seemed to outperform him.

Fucking Pietro Maximoff, and his talent to get his co-stars off in an instant as if he had a magic touch or something. No, what bothered Bucky the most was how not only flawless you were, but your raw talent. Everything you did looked so effortless on your part, like you were born to be in front of the camera and adored by.

After watching the movie a few times, he couldn’t help but wonder if he’d let his feelings get the best of him and the undeniable connection he had with you on set that day was just you playing it up for the cameras. After all, you’re an actress and your job is to look good with almost anyone you were paired with.

He wasn’t sure why he was watching this more than once. At first, it was to support you but then seeing how comfortable you were with Pietro and how you fawned over him, made Bucky’s skin crawl. He wouldn’t be surprised if there was anything more to you and the Maximoff twin.

“I didn’t peg you as a sadist, but now I’m not so sure,” says Sam ribbing Bucky for torturing himself by watching one of your films...again. Sam knew Bucky got worked up seeing you with another male performer even if he wouldn’t admit it.

Bucky is quick to swipe the video away, but not before fumbling with the device and stuffing it back in his pocket.

“Get out of my face, Sam,” he grumbles in response.

“Is this what you call studying your co-star? I thought you two were more than acquainted with each other,” Sam quizzes him.

“Stop. We filmed one scene together-”

“Bullshit! We’ve all seen those homemade videos on both your profiles. You’re clearly into her, but you’re acting like a-”

“I’m not acting like anything!” Bucky is quick to try and defend himself. He had his own reasons to feel how he felt and he didn’t need Sam telling him what he thinks of it.

“Pussy,” Sam finishes his sentence nonetheless, “you’re acting like a pussy, alright.”

“Exactly how am I acting like a pussy about all this, bird brain?”

“Instead of using your profession as an excuse to sleep with her again, you could be doing it on your own time, but you let your insecurities get the best of you and stop you from having a real connection with someone again.”

“That is not true! Our relationship was strictly professional.”

“Try convincing that to the millions that got off to the videos…” Sam throws and Bucky opens his mouth to argue, but closes it when he can’t find anything to say. You both really outdid it on that video together.

“Whatever. I have a flight to catch,” Bucky says in an attempt to dismiss the conversation.

“In five hours...now, come on, man. What happened between you two?”

“It’s none of your business.”

“No, but you’ve been a real buzzkill lately and I can’t help but think it has something to do with her.”

“There was never a thing with us.”

“Are you kidding? Did you or did you two not have sex on that couch in your living room? Then not tell me about it because you know how much I love that couch! You brought her back to your home because you liked her.”

“We needed extra income,” Bucky disputes the home videos you both agreed to share online.

“What’s the real reason, Buck?”

“You don’t get to call me that.”

“Stop changing the subject. Now, what did she do?” Sam presses Bucky.

“Nothing, alright! It’s me!”

“I’m gonna need you to elaborate on that.”

“I’m head over heels for her.”

“What’s wrong with that? That’s perfectly normal when someone likes another person.”

“I’m not so sure she feels the same way.”

“What gave you that impression?” Sam presses while he knows he’s got Bucky right where he wants with the topic. 

“I can’t believe I’m even telling you this. The first time I watched her video with Pietro, I saw... how natural she was in it...like they just looked so good together.”

“Okay, that’s her job...is to act like she’s enjoying it,” Sam explains and for a second it’s like he’s almost walking on eggshells because while he can’t help but want to smack Bucky for being childish about this, he needs to really understand why. 

“Yeah, I know how to do our job…” Sam raises his hands in defense, “...it’s the fact that she looked so...good with him that if she looked so convincing in that video then what if...all that was happening in ours was for the cameras. Everything was fine between us for a while, but maybe she just has that factor of making anyone look good with her. What makes me different?”

“So, there’s a few things we got to address here: 1) Of course it was for the cameras. You're both performers. You act. 2) What you two were doing was not acting. 3) Do you not remember that she wanted to work with you?”

“Did you not see how much she was enjoying getting it from Maximoff?”

“She’s really good at her job! She’s not getting recognized for nothing.”

“Well, she had me convinced…”

“I forgot to point out one more thing.”

“What’s that?”

“You’re insecure,” Sam straight up tells him, “...you’ve always been insecure, but when you risked asking her out while the cameras were still rolling, you weren’t. She made you feel something and you liked it. You’re gonna have to talk to her anyways, so you might as well air it all out if you want her back.”

“How successful would that approach be for someone that ghosted the person in question?”

“Really? You ghosted her? Fucking idiot…” Sam says, shaking his head before walking away from his friend. 

A/N: Annnnd...that’s it! There’s another piece with more of Bucky, but I’m not thinking about it enough to complete it. But plz, tell me what you thought or felt about this. Can you hype me enough? Bye, again! 

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Bec's Kinktoberfest Masterlist

This is my completed masterlist of @becs-bunker Bec's Kinktoberfest Challenge, this was such a fun challenge, even if half of my things didn't even post when they were supposed to. But anyway, thank you again, I loved writing for a multitude of fandoms and thanks for giving me the opportunity to explore these different characters.

I Need More - Mutual Masturbation - Billy Russo x Reader

Protection on Vacation: Smut Drabble - Sneaking Around | Forbidden Love - Bodyguard!Dean x Princess!Reader

They’re Gone - Voyeurism | Exhibitionism - John Winchester x Reader

Blood and  Ice - Hot/Cold Play - Frank Castle x Reader

Teasing Texts - Sexting/Phone Sex - Pietro Maximoff x Reader

Piss Me Off - Angry or Hate Sex - Jake Peralta x Reader

Dad Joke Seduction - Comfort Sex - Scott Lang x Pregnant!Reader

Teach an Angel New Tricks - Dirty talk | Size Kink - Castiel x Reader

Folded Chair - In front of a mirror - Ruby 2.0 x Reader

The Little Princess and her King - Toys | Praise Kink -King!Brunhilde x Reader

Spelled Eyes: Part 2 /Spelled Eyes: Part 3 - Threesome/Moresome - Alpha!Sam x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Cas x Omega!Reader, Alpha!Dean x Omega!Reader

Hands to Himself - Sir Kink | Bed Sharing - T’Challa x Reader

Call Me Out - Public or Semi public sex - Sam Wilson x Reader

All for Show - Filming Themselves - Oscar “Spooky” Diaz x Reader

Little Peter - Caught Masturbating - Peter Parker x Reader

Dino Nuggets - Daddy Kink - Daddy!Jared x Momma!Reader

The Ladies Room - Casual Sex - Danneel Harris x Reader

Sweet Tasting Demon - Touch Deprivation | Somnophilia - Sam Winchester x Ruby 2.0

Lucy Gives Up - Oral Sex - Wanda Maximoff x Powered!Reader

Selfish Hearts - Make Up Sex - Diana Prince x Reader

Stupid Plans end in Exciting Lessons - Teasing - Thor Odinson x Reader

Don’t Waste Perfect Lingerie Sets - A/B/O | Lingerie - Anael x Reader

“It’s not illegal if you pay for it.” - Camp fire - Rough Sex | Camping - Hunter Hardon x Venus Ryder (Pornstar!Dean x Pornstar!Reader)

Make it Up To You - Shibari | Bondage - Regina Mills x Reader

Save Me, Supergirl - Roleplay - Kara Danvers x Reader

Only at Home - Orgasm Denial - Finn Balor (Fergal Devitt) x Reader x Seth Rollins (Colby Lopez)

So Close to your Reward - Spanking - Adrian Chase x Reader

Imperfectly Perfect - Body Worship | Nipple Play - Killian Jones x Reader

Don’t Drown while I’m Trying - Aftercare - Carol Danvers x Reader

I Can Last Longer - First to come loses - Henry Cavill x Poc!Reader (aesthetic)

Mommy, Daddy, and their Baby Girl - Dealer's Choice - Jared Padalecki x Reader x Genevieve Padalecki

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural, Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dean Winchester/Original Male Character(s), Dean Winchester/Erik Stevens Characters: Dean Winchester, Original Male Character(s), John Winchester, Original Female Character(s), Pietro Maximoff, Erik Killmonger, Peter Parker Additional Tags: Stripper Dean Winchester, Porn Star Dean Winchester, John Finds Out, Good Parent John Winchester, Supportive John Winchester, Accepting John Winchester, Several MCU refrences, might do a second part, Bisexual Dean Winchester, No Sex, Though there's several mentions of it, Strippers & Strip Clubs, Stripping, implied bottom dean winchester, Coming Out, Dean Winchester Wears Panties, Dean Winchester Wears High Heels, Dean Winchester Wears a Corset Series: Part 1 of Stripper/Pornstar!Dean Summary:

The eighth song of the night began and John looked back to the stage and enjoyed the opening music of Cherry Pie blasting from the speakers. The stripper walked on-stage and John sat up straighter at the sight of bronze skin, light brown hair, bowlegs and piercing green eyes. Dean.  

During a hunt for an incubus, John sees Dean, his firstborn son, dancing at a stripper's club which leads to relevations he wasn't prepared for.

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Welcome to the Industry of Porn

I really like this fic, you guys should check it out, see what you think

<a href="https://archiveofourown.org/works/8345365"><strong>Welcome to the Industry of Porn.</strong></a> (29650 words) by <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/users/daydreamer_marvel"><strong>daydreamer_marvel</strong></a><br />Chapters: 18/?<br />Fandom: <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/The%20Avengers%20(Marvel%20Movies)">The Avengers (Marvel Movies)</a>, <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/The%20Avengers%20(Marvel)%20-%20All%20Media%20Types">The Avengers (Marvel) - All Media Types</a>, <a href="https://archiveofourown.org/tags/The%20Avengers%20-%20Ambiguous%20Fandom">The Avengers - Ambiguous Fandom</a><br />Rating: Mature<br />Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply<br />Relationships: Avengers Team & Reader, Avengers Team/Reader<br />Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Natasha Romanov, Tony Stark, Thor (Marvel), Bruce Banner, Clint Barton, Wanda Maximoff, Pietro Maximoff, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Jarvis, Nick Fury, Maria Hill, Phil Coulson, James "Rhodey" Rhodes, Sharon Carter (Marvel), Peggy Carter, Reader, Scott Lang, Peter Parker, Loki (Marvel), T'Challa (Marvel), Peter Quill, Gamora (Marvel), Pepper Potts<br />Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Lemon, Smut, alternate universe- pornstars, stucky porn, you gonna thank me later fot it, Dildos, Strap, Bondage, Gay Sex, Threesome - M/M/M, Threesome - F/M/M, Threesome - F/F/M, Threesome - F/F/F, maybe an orgy?, probably not, so much sex, Shameless Smut, Comedy, Rough Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Rough Kissing, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Double Penetration, Double Vaginal Penetration, Dirty Talk, Fingerfucking, 69 (Sex Position), Doggy Style, Public Sex, Sex Toys, Shower Sex, Car Sex, Role-Playing Game, Drama<br />Summary: <p>AU where the avengers are not superheros but pornstars. You need a job so you decide to do porn. </p><p>that is pretty much what this story is going to have, porn.</p><p>*WARNING* this work has not been edited yet, so please do not tell me about my grammar mistakes.<br />*PAUSED* I promise I'll work on it this summer, I have no inspiration right now for this fic. I've hit writers' block so bad.</p>

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Over & Over

Pairing: Pornstar!Bucky Barnes AU x Pornstar!Female Reader

Summary: You’re an up-and-coming adult film star secretly eager to work with the popular Bucky Barnes, and with just the right connections, your paths cross much sooner than later.

Warnings: Adult themes. Smut 18+ (unprotected sex, vaginal penetration and instructional fingering, oral [male & female receiving], size kink, spit & cum play, a smudge of male dominance), dirty talk and language.

Disclaimer: I don’t know how the porn industry works; this was just written for fun.

Title Inspiration: “Over & Over” by Smallpools

A/N: After doping up on strong painkillers wasn’t enough, I thought releasing endorphins would help ease my headache, so once again watching porn inspired another fic. Idk. I’m a mess. Enjoy!

Slipping on your oversized sunglasses, you walk along the rectangular outline of the hotel’s lavish pool, to one of the vacant lounge chairs next to the redheaded goddess, whose wings you were taken under and could gratefully call a close friend. You hadn’t known a single soul when you packed up and moved west to Los Angeles at 18, but you knew you were destined for more than what your humdrum life back at home could offer.

The porn industry wasn’t your first choice at a career in entertainment, but the starving profession wasn’t paying the bills fast enough. You weren’t going to survive in L.A. another year juggling to pay for tuition and stay enrolled in acting school from the income of working menial jobs and booking small gigs. However, one minor role as an extra in a one-night stand sex scene of a TV show, you catch the eye of the multitalented adult film actress Natasha Romanoff.

It was pure coincidence she was also casted, playing a bigger role, of the same episode, but she saw more in you in your less than 15 seconds of fame than most casting agents did before offering you a chance to shadow her. You knew she looked familiar and you were no stranger to watching porn, but when you’re as down on your luck as you were, you went all in and soon enough countless scenes now under your belt within a year, you’re porn’s best female newcomer.

“There’s this year’s Best New Starlet!” Natasha proclaims loudly for almost everyone around to hear.

Lucky for you, the shades conceal the roll of your eyes at her comment as you kick off your flip-flops and remove the thin cover up to reveal your skimpy bikini. You dare look over at her in time to catch her mocking reaction, jaw dropped from your attitude.

“After all I’ve done for you,” she says, placing a hand to her heart, feigning hurt.

The pair of you laugh at your nonsense and after she helps you with applying the appropriate amount of sun care protection, you recline in your seats and attempt to soak up some sun. It was a much-needed break with the long stressful week of the award show now behind everyone. Your hard work had paid off and after all you did learn from the best.

Your predecessor before you, Natasha was also a former Best New Starlet, and now is a household name in pornography. She didn’t welcome a lot of people into her inner circle, but she had plans to one day direct and knew she had to find the next big thing before anyone else to take her place.

“Hello, ladies,” comes from the voice of this year’s Director of the Year and other close friend Wanda Maximoff.

“Hey Wanda,” you greet her by sitting up to give her a proper hug.

You met her through her twin brother, Pietro, who happened to be your first co-star and was very welcoming and caring to you. The twins took care of you during your first few months starting out. Much like Natasha did for you, you help her administer the same amount of sunscreen on her body.

“Congrats on your achievement,” she says wholeheartedly, looking over her shoulder at you as you finish up on her back, and even under the heat of the sun, she could still see the blush creep up on your face.

“She’s a natural, isn’t she?” Natasha comments casually, to which Wanda nods enthusiastically, only speeding up the process of the rose tints on your cheeks to spread all over your face. They were your biggest fans and supporters; you were so happy you could make them proud.

“I owe it all to the queen herself,” you say, downplaying your achievement and turning the attention to your mentor in Natasha. She scoffs at that and teases you about just taking the damn compliment. You put in the work; it was all you.

“Seriously, you deserved it,” Wanda says honestly, and you finally accept the praise.

“So, what’s next for miss Director of the Year?” Natasha asks leaning on a propped elbow, body facing towards you and Wanda.

“Well, I managed to finally book Bucky Barnes in an upcoming project…” she starts out, but the moment you heard his name slip from her lips, the rest almost didn’t matter.

Bucky Barnes was somewhat of a legend. There wasn’t a model or director that didn’t want to work with him. The man was downright gifted in every aspect and his work speaks for itself. Before you broke onto the scene, you’d gotten off to his videos, and only dreamed of one day starring in a scene with him, but you were still new to this world.

As a promising star, you had a long way to go and tons of plots, positions and people to still experience, so landing a role with someone like Bucky Barnes wasn’t entirely written in your plans any time soon. Then again, your first girl-on-girl scene was with your mentor herself, so anything could happen, right?

“I just haven’t found my girl yet,” was the next thing you pick up Wanda say the moment your head comes back from the clouds, “...I have all this momentum now that I want this to blow everyone away, especially Stark.”

Tony Stark was her rival. It was a friendly competition amongst friends. You hadn’t gotten the chance to work for him yet. He was a playful character and had directed some of the best adult films out there, Wanda just happened to be the better of the two this year…

“Sorry, I’m retired,” Natasha reminds her and repositions herself on her back.

“Fuck you,” Wanda says playfully to which Natasha responds with a finger in the air before she clarifies, “I was hinting at this year’s Best New Starlet…” and slyly looking in your directly.

“Me?” You ask incredulously. Your head can’t even start processing that you’re finally getting the opportunity to work with Bucky.

Wanda rolls her eyes at your obliviousness, “no, last year’s Best New Starlet. Hell no! Of course, you!” You respond in the same manner as your mentor, who is more than amused at you also following her lead, and flip Wanda off. Wanda snatches your hand to bring it away from her face, “I’m serious!”

“I-I don’t know, Wan,” a part of you is a little scared that you’re not going to be able to keep up with someone as established and with the star power as Bucky, “...like you said, you have all this momentum behind you. I don’t want to fuck this scene up because I don’t have a lot of experience.”

“Are you fucking kidding?” Natasha pipes up on the other side of you. “This is the perfect role for you!” She sees the questionable look on your face and sighs before explaining. “You’re a fresh face and rising star! People are lining up to book you, Stark included.”

“Nat is right. You’re a hot commodity now! I need someone who is a little inexperienced to mix with someone that is,” Wanda further explains her premise, “let him take the lead, but at your pace. I need it to be raw and passionate. People love that shit!” They were right, he had all the experience, and you were a fresh loveable face. It was the perfect combination.

You remain quiet for several seconds before Natasha rats you out, “and don’t even try to act like you don’t want to work with Barnes. This is your fantasy come to life.” Way to throw you under the bus like that…

There’s no denying your goal to work with him. He’d been in this business much longer than you had, you didn’t think your paths would ever cross on a set, but the opportunity couldn’t have presented itself in a more perfect point in your career.

The room is very pristine. White walls with a king size bed, also adorned in white sheets, fluffy pillows scattered at the top, minimal furniture around to make it look realistic, and the lighting was just right. Wanda had received a hefty budget after her recognition that’s for sure.

“Alright, girly, let’s get you on the bed!” Wanda happily directs.

You nod silently, remove your footwear and plop down on the center of the large mattress. You decide to leave your legs sprawled on one side of your body, settling on a bashful position. It’s not hard for you because although you agreed to do this and have done several scenes, internally, you’re freaking the fuck out. Unbeknownst to you, it’s all part of your charm; the innocence you somehow still radiated was an all too endearing quality and actually sexy.

Even your attire was pretty modest, opting for a more casual look with black leggings and a tight long sleeve that accentuates your figure and shows off the right amount of cleavage. It was something that you could easily wear out in public, which again was a part of your brand in being as natural as possible, but come the right circumstances, when it was time to roll you could turn on the right switch.

“We’ll start off like a typical casting interview before we bring Bucky in and then we’ll go from there. Sounds good?” She runs down the plan with you, fixing a few strands of flyaway hairs on your head before back away from the bed. With a thumbs up and a smile from you, she starts recording.

“Welcome, Best New Starlet of the Year!” Wanda greets from behind the camera.

“Hi,” you politely reply with your signature sweet smile and a wave to the screen.

These scenes start off with a small interview recounting your tale into the porn industry leading up to your recent achievement and even delving a bit into your personal life before the topic changes to your co-star.

“So, how excited are you to work with Bucky today?”

No matter how hard you practiced at keeping a straight poker face, that was something you were unable to master from Natasha, and the blush couldn’t be contained.

Fidgeting at the hem of your top, you open and close your mouth, trying to find the right words. You’re overly flustered at the thought of Bucky and he wasn’t even in front of you yet. You don’t want to sound like a fool and ruin the atmosphere. Wanda mouths words of advice from where she sat in the director’s chair, “be honest.”

“Um, I’m...nervous,” you say truthfully.

“Nervous?” She questions, urging you to elaborate.

“Yeah, he’s Bucky Barnes! He’s hot and he’s got so much experience. I’m kind of scared I’ll be boring,” you finish explaining and hope to God that Natasha doesn’t kill you afterwards, or with that answer let Wanda down, but the smile on her face sends you a wave of assurance.

Maybe you could do this...

Earlier that day, Bucky had already recorded his little opening scene. Wanda had called him to report on set before you were scheduled to arrive.

On the contrary, Bucky was also a tab bit anxious to work with you. He’d seen some of your work and more so heard about your talent from his own best friend, Steve Rogers.

He didn’t deny it, he was very much attracted to you and he wanted a chance to work with you too. Bucky wasn’t a jealous person, which made working in the porn industry easy for him, but when he had to hear Steve recount his scenes with you, he couldn’t help but want to sock his own childhood friend. He didn’t of course, but the rage was evident and his other friend, Sam Wilson, took some sick pleasure in teasing him over it. In fact, the eccentric personality of the trio of friends, decided to tag along with Bucky to introduce himself to you and get under his skin a little more.

“What’s going on in that nasty head of yours?” Sam poked at Bucky as they made their way over to Wanda, who was by the camera setup going over a script with another stagehand. When Bucky doesn’t respond, it provokes Sam even more, “no way, you’re nervous!”

Bucky sighs fed up with dealing with the anxiety brewing ever since he found out he was going to star in this film with you. “Shut the fuck up, will you? Of course, I’m nervous,” he says, trying to remain calm.

“Dude, you’ve slept with some of the hottest people in the world and millions of people have seen you naked. Why is one girl any different?” Sam wonders.

“I don’t know, ok. She just seems so down-to-earth and normal?” Bucky attempts to explain. You were real. His work was just that, it was a work, and he was afraid that it would be different with you. He could say he was almost intimidated by you.

“Yeah, as if I don’t have to hear that enough from Rogers…” Sam chimed in. Steve had nothing but high praise for your performance. In fact, his testimony helped expose you a little further. He was an honorable performer and a respected one, so they took his word on you. “Maybe, I’ll be her next co-star,” and just like that Sam ruined a moment.

“God, I hate you,” was the last thing exchanged between the two friends as they finally reached Wanda. She warned Sam to behave and gave Bucky a quick rundown before instructing him to hop on the bed.

Bucky’s interview starts a little differently than yours. Having already been a more established performer than yourself, no one needed his background story. The only thing Wanda wanted out of him was his plans and opinion on you.

“Well, I don’t know too much about her, personally speaking...but everyone seems to love her,” Bucky’s answer was a bit bland for Wanda.

“She’s a great person to work with,” she comments and that’s a tactic most directors used to get talent to keep talking.

“That’s what Steve keeps saying,” he says with somewhat of an awkward light laugh. He could see Sam facepalming next to Wanda at that lame answer.

“Yeah, you don’t win best female newcomer for nothing,” Wanda points out. If anyone was the lucky one here, it was Bucky. He was climbing up in age and you were the next big thing. You were the real star of this film not Bucky. She was counting more on you to deliver than him.

“That’s right. She’s a very talented performer,” Bucky says, and this small comment opens up a can of worms for Wanda to build up on.

“Oh, so you’ve seen some of her work?” Bam! He was caught.

Bucky’s mouth starts twitching slightly and Wanda and Sam are smirking from their spots as they watch the gears in Bucky’s mind start turning faster trying to think of something. The only piece of advice Wanda gives is “be honest.”

He sighs, the jig was up. Smooth Bucky Barnes was caught red-handed, “yeah, I’ve watched some scenes. I’ve seen her in person a few times too…”

“Wait,” Wanda interrupts him abruptly. She knew you were attracted to Bucky, but never knew of any encounters between you two, “when did you meet her?”

“I haven’t,” Bucky starts, which causes a look of mass confusion on Wanda’s face before he follows up, “formally. I haven’t met her formally, but I’ve seen her at a few parties and at the award show...I was just nervous to walk up to her,” the words just kept flowing out of his mouth and he inwardly cringed at how awkward he might’ve sounded.

Sam was amused by his embarrassment, but Wanda was pleased with this result. Bucky was good at what he did and that included him trying to play it cool, which he did well on screen, sometimes.

“You know she was actually thrilled to find out she would be working with you,” Wanda said, stretching the truth. The truth was, you hadn’t verbally confessed that, at least not yet.

“Really?” Bucky asks all too hopeful, his mood noticeably perking up.

“Yup! Ever since she won Best New Starlet of the Year, people have been lining up to book her, but she chose this project. You were the deal breaker, Barnes,” she fabricated and hoped this all worked out for you two in the end.

“Wow, who would’ve thought this has-been still had it in him?” He jokes at himself. His humility would get the best of him in every situation.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself! You didn’t win Best Male Performer of the Year again for nothing!” Wanda says and then steers the interview to a close.

After wrapping up Bucky’s scene, he’s allowed to stay in another room with a monitor. At first, he thinks it’s to help him prep for the scene, but to his surprise it’s a live feed of your interview and he starts clinging onto your every word. Enthralled by your journey, work ethic and he gets flustered all over again hearing you talk about your equal eagerness to work with him.

“You know, if anyone is the lucky one in this situation, it’s Barnes,” Wanda reminds as your interview comes to an end.

“Right,” you sarcastically remark.

“Are you ready for us to bring Bucky in?” She asks.

“It’s now or never,” you reply. 

You watch the doorknob twist and the door open to slowly reveal Bucky. Where do you even start with him? He just looked like the total package. His gaze immediately on yours. As he makes his way towards the bed you’re still sitting on, when his knee comes in contact to the edge, you maneuver your body in his direction, sit up on your knees to meet him halfway and welcome him in a hug.

“Hi, it’s nice to finally meet you,” he says when you pull apart. The both of you don’t break away completely. Your arms are still wrapped around his neck, his hands placed just above your waist, you can feel his fingers that slipped under the fabric rub your skin.

“It’s nice to meet you,” you respond, giving him a genuine smile and can’t help but stare at his pretty face. You had to remind yourself he’s just another guy, except he wasn’t. You didn’t know how he felt, but you wanted this, wanted him. You also don’t know if you’ll ever work him again after today, so he was going to get the real you.

A small, subtle clearing of someone’s throat shatters the staring contest between you and Bucky causing you both to sheepishly break away from the other, not realizing you’d both allowed dreaded dead airtime to pass by. You scoot over to make room for him next to you on the bed. After he pulls his footwear off, he sits cross legged in front of you, you have one leg tucked in and the other extended in front.

Bucky’s not entirely oblivious. He not only witnessed you backstage reveal you were actually nervous to work with him, he could feel it, so at an attempt to help ease both your nerves, he places a hand on your shin and absentmindedly run his hand up and down the fabric, fingers sometimes stopping to mess with the cuff of your leggings and at the skin of your ankle, while he listened to you speak.

He congratulated you on your achievement as you did with him, both a blushing mess before diving into different topics like traveling and other interests.

Wanda stood proudly behind the camera watching the scene unfold. Everything was so candid and real between you and Bucky, the chemistry was clearly evident, she didn’t foresee there would be much directing on her part today, which was going to make her job easy.

“Wanda said you were excited to work with me,” Bucky teases, wanting to see if what you said was just for the cameras or if it was really true, but also, he found out he liked to see you get all hot and bothered in more than one way.

Your jaw drops and you look directly into the camera, breaking the fourth wall, calling out to Wanda. You playfully chastise and curse at her for revealing your secret. She tells you it was going to come out anyways, and while that was true, you’d hoped it was later and much after you’ve slept with him, hoping it doesn’t ruin the shoot, but Bucky assures you that it’s actually a flattering to hear or in his words, “assuring” for someone like him.

“Are you kidding?” You say, lightly shoving him back, “you’re like a legend! Of course, I was excited! I’m surprised you agreed to work with a rookie like me!” Now that the cat was out of the bag, you might as well own up to your secret.

“Everyone wants to work with you,” he makes clear, leaning in closer. Fuck, he didn’t even need to initiate foreplay because with the way he was looking at you right now, you could come swear you’d come undone for him in an instant.

“Oh really?” You challenge, your body gravitating like a magnet towards his.

“Yup, Steve wouldn’t shut up about you and even Sam said he can’t wait to someday work with you,” he said, voice slowly dropping in decibels and his hands sliding up your thighs.

“Did he?” You ask, but you don’t really care about Sam as your eyes look dead into Bucky’s blue ones, swirling into a darker shade full of deep want and desire.

“Yeah, but let’s see if he still wants to try to outdo me after I’m done with you,” he whispers, finally closing the gap between your lips in a sweet kiss. It was about as sweet as it could last because after just one taste of your lips, he was a starved man, hungry for more. You tried your best to match his pace and the kiss turned sloppy very quick.

You moaned at the pressure of his lips pressed roughly against yours, and you do your best to keep up, but you’re already finding yourself short of breath. However, the more you try to pull back to regain some oxygen, the more he’s unwilling to part as he grasps your face in both hands to keep you still, so you lightly squeeze at his biceps as a warning in hope he gets the message.

Lucky for you, he does and lets up. He’s also noticeably breathless, his warm breath fanning against your kiss-swollen lips, his forehead resting against yours. Bucky’s hands are still on your face.

“Sorry,” he apologizes, and you let out a small chuckle at the sincerity. He was cute.

You take his hands in yours and bring them back down to begin undressing him starting by helping him slip his shirt over his head, the fashionable dog tags around his neck clank as it slaps against his toned chest, you let him keep them on though.

Bucky sits up on his knees as he watches you settle on your stomach, propped up by your elbows, hands getting ready to work on his lower half. He patiently watches as you unbuckle his belt, pop the button of his jeans off, and drag the zipper down.

With his pants hanging loose off his hips, you begin to plant soft kisses along his navel down the defined lines that lead to his cock. Each contact of your lips sends a ghostly tingle and the blood to rush even quicker down his lower region. The imprint of his endowed member doesn’t leave much to your imagination, you can already see the stain where the tip is through his tight boxer briefs. It gives you a little boost of confidence knowing you’d caused this and would get to take care of it.

You hook your fingers into the undergarment and tug them down his muscular thighs. His cock springs out, almost hitting you in the face causing you to jolt back a little and a smile to spread across Bucky’s.

Your clumsiness was also a part of your charm. It wasn’t on purpose, you were still learning after all, and that’s what made it so unique and fun to work with you. Your partners just felt a real, genuine connection, citing it felt less choreographed and of a porno with you.

A little embarrassed about that move, you’d watched what he can do with that cock, but nothing could’ve prepared you for it face-to-face. You don’t waste any time on getting your hands on him and wrap your fingers around his half-hard cock and start pumping him sensually.

He’s hot and soft in your hands before getting gradually heavy. The look in your eyes grows more predatory as you watch him grow and feel him getting harder with each pump causing more and more pre-cum to ooze out. You spread it all over the head of his cock with your thumb then daring to look up at him, hoping he was indeed enjoying your work, before you pucker your lips and kiss at the crown. Bucky curses when he sees your lips shining, coated in his pre-cum, with a string connecting you to his cock.

You gather the fluid up in your hand before spreading it all over his length, when it’s not enough you start not only pumping him faster, but also licking up and down, from the base to the tip, hoping to effectively slick him up. The way your tongue scrapes along over Bucky’s sensitive flesh stirs him up. Your other hand joins in to fondle with his neglected balls, massaging and pulling at them in the right moments, sometimes you travel a little south and take them in your mouth. It all but drives Bucky wild and it’s confirmed with each swear that leaves his mouth.

Bucky wants nothing more than to lodge himself deep in your throat, but he remembers he needs to go at your pace, and once you’re broken in a little more, you could follow his, so he’ll bide his time for now and watch you work.

When you’re ready to take him in, you regain his attention and he watches you slowly take in his inches down your mouth, stopping halfway before your wide-open mouth hollows out. Your full mouth immediately waters around him and it doesn’t take long before you’re a drooling mess all over his cock. You pull back torturously slow, looking back down watching his cock reappear and loving the way it disappears back in, and especially how it feels when it drags through your mouth, taking note of the veins and unique ridges.

“Don’t be like that, doll,” he says, wiping some of the hair away from your face, “come on and show me why they don’t stop talking about you,” he coaxes, now gathering some of your locks in his hand to completely give you both a clear view. He tries his best to not take the lead, but you don’t disappoint as your mouth works faster on him. The gagging and sucking, mixed with Bucky’s moans of pleasure soon become the soundtrack.

You’d gradually take him more and more in, close to deep throating him, and you’re just ready to let up, but he can’t help it and before your last round, he holds your head in place.

“Don’t quit now, baby,” he encourages you, placing his other hand on the back of your head, keeping you still and carefully starts to thrust his hips, urging you to take him all the way, “...that’s it, you can do it, you can take it,” he releases a big sigh feeling the tip of your nose bump his lower abdomen. The moisture builds up in the inner corner of your eyes and you do your best to mind your breathing and not choke.

“Fuck!” He can’t help but shout when he feels your throat contract around him. You just looked so divine, mouth full of his cock. He keeps you there for a few seconds, before releasing his hold, and you immediately pull back, drool dribbles down your chin, and you’re desperate for oxygen to return back into your system. He grabs your face by your chin forcing you to look up at him.

He uses his fingers to scoop up some of the mixed fluids of his arousal and your saliva at your chin before presenting it in front of you. You easily read his mind, look up at him with big, watery eyes, and take his coated digits in your abused mouth sucking the juices clean off him. 

He growls and commends you, “...such a good girl.” When he slips his fingers out of your mouth, a small pop could faintly be heard, he gently yanks at your hair, craning your head back further, it’s almost painful but you don’t care, “do it again,” he demands.

You bite your lip and reposition yourself. Bucky settles in a more comfortable position on his back, completely rid of his pants and underwear, his legs spread open for you to lie between them. Before you get back to the job, you slip your tight top off, all-natural breasts spilling out and on display for him. His cock twitches at the sight and he lets his head fall back when he’s once more fully encased in the warm, wet cavern of your mouth.

When he finally starts begging you to let up, you pull back slowly pumping him and watch his every move, the rise of his chest as it heaves from the activity, the way he runs his hands over his face. He’s absolutely stunned by your performance so far.

“On your back,” he says, and you do as he commands, and forget who is supposed to really be in charge. He yanks your leggings and panties all the way down, chucking them behind him somewhere in the corner of the room.

“You’re so sexy,” he compliments, eyes taking in every inch of your naked body, hands getting their fill. His body dips, lips latching onto your breasts, kissing at the skin and sucking on each nipple before they make their way up the juncture of your neck and claim your lips again.

You feel his tongue run along your bottom lip, and they part to grant him full access. You barely notice how he takes a hold of one of your hands, he pulls his face away to bring the hand in his grasp up to your face, using your fingers to trace the outline of your lips. You see him inaudibly instruct you to open your mouth, you do as you’re told.

“That’s right get those fingers nice and wet,” he coaxes you to suck on your own digits until he deems you ready for the next move. When he finally does pull your fingers out from your mouth, he extends your arm, ghosting them just over your pussy.

“Play with that clit,” he tells you and you don’t need to be told twice. Your pussy was begging for any kind of attention. You let your wet fingers roll over the bundle of nerves, puffs of breath escape your body as you’re finally attending to your own needs.

Bucky sits back and watches you intently, fascinated by your every move. He instructs you to close your eyes and listen to his voice, instructing you to go slow at first, “does that feel good?” the only reply he gets is a fast nod, “yeah? Make yourself feel good...that’s it,” his words only encourage your fingers to soon work faster, “let me hear how good it feels,” he demands, and you moan and whine like the true pornstar you are, your circular motions speed up, the lewd noises egg him on and soon enough he wants a taste.

“Let me help you out,” and you feel the bed shift a bit, “spread those wet lips for me,” he requests. You use both hands to invite him into your wet, glistening hole. You pick your head up to see his face buried between your thighs, you watch just long enough until each broad lick up and down your pussy sends you close to the edge.

He no longer needs the support of your hands, and they find purchase in his dark, fluffy hair as he starts sucking on your clit and tonguing your folds. At first, you’re doing a good job keeping your legs apart to accommodate him, but it gets harder and harder for them to not clamp around his head, with every nudge the tip of his nose makes at your clit and it doesn’t help your case when he inserts a finger inside you. With a good curl, his finger scratches dangerously close to your sweet spot, causing your legs to start quivering.

The sudden hitch in your breathing catches his attention, and Bucky tests the waters more by digging in deeper and curling in further. He notices the increasing agitation and knows he’s found the trigger.

“Bucky,” you whine, hoping he doesn’t push you over just yet. You want to last longer, and so you reluctantly attempt to scoot back further away, but the sudden strong grip  he has around your leg locks you in place. You pick your head back up and find Bucky’s eyes trained on you. You see the stoic look in his eyes laced with determination. Oh no, he wanted you to come now. You feel a hum from his full mouth, only pushing you further.  

“Don’t hold back,” he says against your pussy, “let go,” and the gruff in his voice, vibrating against you, his thick digits still curled deep inside you, you can’t hold back the floodgates from bursting any longer.

He laps up your arousal as you desperately try to regain composure. He really pulled one out of you, proving he was as every bit good as he put out and you’re not even close to the end of this scene.  

“Come here,” he says, getting back on his knees and pulling you up by your arms so you’re in an up-right sitting position once again, but with Bucky still towering over you, “open up.”

You comply and open your mouth wide, tongue out, not understanding his motive, and you’re met with full surprise when he spits in your mouth, a firm grip on your face, he holds you still.

“Don’t swallow,” he gravely warns. You feel and probably look stupid not knowing what he wants you to do with your mouth open wide and full of his spit mingling with your arousal, just trying to keep it all contained. Bucky was testing your patience and obedience and you passed every test so far. You were just the right amount of submissive, absolutely perfect.

You can feel his hard cock pressing up against your sensitive pussy, it slides up between your folds and the base rests on top of your mound. “Drool it out...on my cock,” he instructs. Oh. He guides your gaze down between your bodies, you purse your lips, and both watch as the liquid cascades down onto his erect member. He uses it to lube himself up before he pushes you down to lie flat on your back.

Bucky slowly but easily slips inside your wet channel but notices your slight struggle. He was big, and he gets it. The way your eyes are tightly shut, hands pulling at the sheets, you struggle to breath and your walls cruelly grip him tight. Normally, he’d just pound away until his partner got used to him, but he didn’t want to do that with you. He wanted you to enjoy feeling him.

He tries to help you relax by rubbing your thighs a little with soothing motions, when they fall limp on either side, he leans down, you feel the cool metal of his dog tags against your heated skin, his weight sort of comforting on yours, and arms entrapping your head. He lovingly calls out your name, and your eyes flutter open, your attention refocusing on him.

“We’ll go at your pace, alright?” he assures you. You curse yourself for allowing your heart to swell at his concern, but you nod giving him permission to move slowly. Your whimpers soon transition into pleasurable moans, the more your body begins to adjust to his.

“Damn, you’re so tight. You’ve never been stretched out like this by anyone before have you?” he dares ask, once he sees it’s a safe playing field once more, his hips moving slow, his cock sliding in and out of you. You attempt at a laugh between your ragged breathing and the intense sensation coursing through you.

“No,” you respond and kiss at his chin, the light stubble pricking your soft lips, “you’re so big.” You feel his cock twitch inside and you want to curse yourself again at the comment that unintentionally riles him up because he was nestled close to your spot again. Fuck, he could reach just the right depth in you.

“Fuck, Bucky,” you don’t want to go slow anymore. Fuck Wanda and this movie, you wanted all of Bucky now, “please fuck me,” you resort to begging. He inwardly growls and his hips start snapping forward, thrusts growing hard and uncalculated. You just lie there and allow him to use your pussy for his pleasure.

Bucky’s movements falter a bit in this position, so he steers both your bodies on their sides, still facing each other, he slings your leg high up over his hips, and resumes his task. His cock glides right back in your pussy and the new angle causes you to yelp and walls to clench around him.

“You feel so good,” his voice riddled with so much lust as he brings your body closer to his with a hand behind, full of your plushest asset. Your head rests on the bicep of his other arm that was underneath it.

Bucky’s expressive eyes ask you if you're close, and the more your walls continue to grip him, he starts begging for you to come with him. “I’m gonna cum,” he warns, giving up and letting you take the rest of the lead.

“Yeah?” you huff out, your fingers digging into the side of his hips, “you want to cum inside me?” You know he does; you can feel and see it written all over him, but you want to just poke at him like he had with you, “I want you to...I want all your cum inside me, Bucky,” and you wanted him to cum hard, deep inside, “fill my tight pussy up, please,” you plead.

With one more jab of his hips, your back arches and head is thrown back, you can’t help but let out a scream as your orgasm rips right through you like it’s never before. Bucky’s body on the other hand caves into yours, feeling almost paralyzed as your tight walls hold him in place and all he can do is bury his face into the sweaty skin of your neck.

His mouth hangs open, a plethora of profanities coming out of him, and he waits for his cock to finish spewing ropes of his hot, thick cum into you. Your walls can’t help but to involuntarily contract in small aftershocks, especially when he’s still coming.

Bucky continues to moan as he does as you hoped, he came hard and deep inside you. When you’ve both finally come down from the high, it’s silent, and even though you’d both long forgotten you were on a set with multiple people watching you two, they were also quiet, completely taken back by the performance.

Incoherent cries come out of each of you, when Bucky agonizingly pulls his cock out. For the most part you’re able to keep him inside, but he’d proven to come so much some of it seeps out and runs down in streak fashion along your thigh, staining the bed sheets.

In your last act, as your gazes meet each other again, your fingers dip inside your soaked cunt and coat them. Hypnotized by you, Bucky watches as you greedily suck off his essence from your digits, and you evoke a small hum in his favor at the taste bursting in your mouth.  

Bucky bites at his bottom lip, trying to not lose it again. When your hand disappears, he tenderly wipes the matted hair away from your face, smoothing your hair back before pulling your body close again, swooping your lips for a deep kiss.

“Shit, you’re good,” he admits, when he pulls away, effectively breaking the blissful silence. You bust out in a fit of giggles beside him and it’s the cutest thing he’s ever seen. He’s not sure what he’s feeling, but it’s not something you’re supposed to feel towards your co-star, especially in the porn industry.    

He smiles at you, basking in your afterglow and all he knows is that he wants to feel this high with you over and over, so he decides to risk it all, “I hope this doesn’t ruin the moment, but can I take you out some time?”

You try your best to read him, wondering if he was just still in the heat of the moment. Either he’s really good or he’s being sincere, you can’t tell and you’re hoping you’re not overthinking it, but his eyes, this whole time, were what gave him away. He performed with them and he definitely spoke through them.

Before you could accept and give him a definite answer, you’re both brought back to reality, “we’re still rolling here!” Wanda reminds.

A/N: Thank the pain meds for this. I think I effectively used up my vacation days the right way, won’t you agree? Likes, reblogs and comments/emojis are appreciated! 

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@fanficreadingrainbow 🫣 ty for reading this! i wrote it last year and had intentions to finish, in fact, there was more originally written but i don’t have the motivation or inspo to continue, so this is where i leave it yet again 🙃

Over & Over (Again) - Part 1

Pairing(s): Pornstar!Pietro Maximoff x Female Reader (mention of Pornstar!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader) 

Summary: You and Bucky are set to work with each other again, but insecurities and shit. Read Part 1 here. 

Warnings: Adult themes. | Smut 18+

Disclaimer: I still don’t know how the porn industry works. We’re here for a good time, not a long time. 

A/N: Fuck it. I wrote this and never finished it, but why should I deprive anyone who happens to want read this AU? Also, feel free to visualize either portrayals of Pietro in this piece. Enjoy! 

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