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[ghoulfoxx]

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[bugsbucky]

No More Games

Jealous!Bucky x Reader

Prompt: “When we get home, I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night.” “Fine by me, you look hot with your head between my legs.”

Warnings: Jealous Bucky, on and off relationship, dance floor grinding, saucy ending, smuttish (a little start of female receiving oral), language.

Word Count: *takes a deep breath and speaks quickly* 1,507

Authors Notes: this is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club​ extended quarantine drabbles. Thank you @jobean12-blog​ for the title suggestions and checking this over for me since my brain is incapable of reading😂 anyway, here is some jealous Bucky for you ladies :)

If looks could kill, you would most certainly be dead by now from the look alone on Bucky’s face. He was leaning one elbow on the bar and his narrowed eyes at you on the dance floor, grinding and moving your body with a stranger. 

The on-and-off-again relationship with Bucky was making you crazy, as far as you were aware the two of you had broken up weeks ago. Bucky has made no attempt to talk to you and every time you walk in the room, he walks out of it. So when the team proposed the idea of going out to the club on a Friday night to let loose and dance the stress away, you saw no harm in making your ex a little bit jealous. After all, he had been teasing you since you recently broke up by having random blonde women enter and exit his bedroom like a damn McDonald’s drive-thru. They came and left, literally, judging by the loud screams coming from his room. 

You turned in his arms and wrapped your arms around his neck. His hands on your waist to pull you closer as he wedged his thigh between your legs. You shamelessly rubbed against his thigh muscle and threw your head back, feeling the intense glare from the bar. 

“You’re so gorgeous.” the stranger whispered against your ear, nipping at your neck as you got lost in the bass music. Feeling dizzy as the effects of the alcohol run through your veins and just knowing you were driving Bucky insane.

Bucky would deny he was a jealous guy of course. He believed as a boyfriend he was just doing what any other partner would do and protect what was theirs. You were his girl for years. The two of you started dating 4 years ago when he first moved into the compound, hitting it off almost instantly. That relationship lasted about 1 year before Bucky had decided to take a break, to reel in his freedom and explore other things in life. You and Bucky had other relationships with different people too, but for one reason or another they never seemed to work out and the two of you would find your way back to each other sooner or later. 

The second time you got together, it lasted a lot longer than the first. 2 years to be exact before it was once again his decision to take a timeout. Then you got back together for a further 6 months and broke up again. You remained friends until he started to sneak into your bed naked in the middle of the night. Then you got back together until a few weeks ago when he decided for the third time to break up, you figured it was a permanent breakup this time and here you were now, currently single and free. 

“You’re pretty hot yourself.” you teased the stranger, rubbing your noses together. Bucky’s jaw was clenched and his grip on his beer was close to shattering as he watched the two of you basically fuck each other. 

“You okay Buck?” Steve wondered amused by the look on Bucky’s face. 

“Fine.” Bucky gritted through his clenched teeth. 

“You’re grinding your teeth man. Should see a dentist about that.” Steve humoured, taking a swig of his beer that had absolutely no effect on him but he enjoyed the taste regardless. 

Now it was Steve’s turn to receive the death glare from his pal as Bucky spun in his seat and narrowed his eyes. 

“Seriously man, what’s got you so tense?” 

“Y/N.” he answered simply, flicking his eyes back over to you where you were bumping your ass against the stranger's crotch. “She’s fucking mine,” he stated, slamming his tumbler glass down on the bar and waving the bartender over.

“Correct me if I’m wrong but… didn’t you break up?”

“We never truly-” Bucky stops talking when his eyes zoom in on the stranger's hand that’s crawling up your thigh. “That’s fucking it!” 

“Go get her tiger,” Steve mutters with a knowing smirk in Nat’s direction. 

“I gotta go!” The stranger said quickly looking over your shoulder. Before you could stop him from leaving to ask what was wrong; a strong arm gripped your elbow and dragged you through the crowd of dancing people. The crowd parted as the 6ft man of muscle and a metal arm walked through everyone, literally shoving anyone out of the way who wouldn’t move. You offered them an apologetic look on your way out, not that they were even paying much attention to what was happening around them anyway. 

Bucky pushed the exit door open with so much force he almost took it off the hinges. 

“What’s your problem?!” you shouted, attempting to shake your arm from his tight grip. Bucky ignored you as he marched the two of you down the road and into the side of an alleyway. He shoved you up against the red brick wall. Anger radiating off of him. You chuckled and licked your lips. “Took you long enough.” You smirked, watching his eyes darken.

“Is this a game to you?” He growled, caging you in. 

“I don’t see why you would care. We’re both single, I’m allowed to do what I want when I want. Unless you’re jealous or-”

“I’m not jealous.” he defended, earning a laugh from you.

“Not jealous? Then why did you march me out of there like you own me?” Bucky nuzzled his face in your neck, nipping your earlobe. 

“You’re mine. Let’s stop fucking around.” 

“Says the man who keeps breaking up with me.” 

“I’m fucking serious. I’m never letting you go again, you’re mine! In fact… when we get home, I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night.”

His words went to your ears straight down to your core. You always remember Bucky being the passionate one in bed, always preferring to give rather than receive and he was damn experienced with that long hot tongue of his.

“Fine by me, you look hot with your head between my legs.” you countered with a smirk. He laced his fingers with yours, pulling you along with him and hailed a cab. 

The ride back to the compound was intense. Bucky stared at you the whole time, his eyes never faltering and his breathing was erratic. Your plan to drive him insane tonight clearly worked, and the triumph victory you felt was nothing compared to the prize you would be receiving later.

The cab pulled up outside the compound and Bucky tossed the driver a couple of notes, swiftly getting out and pulling you out with him. He remained quiet as the two of you walked through the compound hand in hand to the elevator, ignoring the looks of bypassers who were working late tonight. 

As soon as the elevator reached your floor, he took your hand and marched you down the hall like a man with a plan. He kicked your door open and you followed him inside. Closing the door behind you and locking it, you turn quickly and his lips are on yours. His kiss is heated and hungry, his fingers fumbling with the zipper of your dress, letting it pool around your ankles as he walked you backwards towards your bed. Your knees hit the side of the bed and you fell back with a slight giggle. His eyes were dark as they wandered over your half-naked form. Kicking your heels off, you shift yourself up the bed and he reaches into your nightstand drawer, pulling out a pair of pink fluffy handcuffs. You realise he’s going to keep his promise as he grips both of your wrists with his metal hand, handcuffing them to the metal headboard.

He left you like that for a few minutes, ridding himself of his own clothes and crawling up the bed with a predatory gaze. He kneels between your spread thighs and moves your legs over his broad shoulders, the muscles in his back flexing as he worked his hands to pull down your soaking wet panties. He growled against your thigh, nipping and sucking the sensitive skin there as he got closer and closer to your aching core. 

“Buck please,” you beg, bucking your hips near his face. Your swollen clit is desperate for his tongue. “Please baby I need you. I promise no more games.”

“No more games? You gonna be my girl?” he asks, darting his tongue out, you buck your hips again, hoping to touch his tongue before he pulls it back in his mouth. You groan in frustration when he does just that. “Answer me doll.”

“Yes, Buck. I’ll be your girl. Just please…” your chest heaves and your eyes close as his tongue manoeuvres between your folds, opening your lips in the process. 

“Oh yeah. Just like that. More, give me more!” Bucky chuckles, enveloping his lips over your clit and sucking harshly. 

“Get comfy baby. It’s gonna be a long night.” 

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[sophiadevris-blog]

Flying Doll, for Daisy

You will be my Daisy doll for now, with no will of your own until I release you. You will obey my instructions, but you will not speak, and you will exist only for my pleasure. You stand naked before me, trembling, and I chuckle at your unease. As if by magic, a black satin blindfold appears in my hand, and I bind it tightly around your eyes. When it is secure, I trail my fingertips along your jaw and down your neck, then you feel my lips on yours. You have learned well, and do not move or resist as I kiss your painted lips roughly. You hear a rustle of fabric and feel cool satin glide over your skin as I dress my doll. I settle the pink ruffled dress around you, then zip up the back. You hear a lock snick closed, and I chuckle again as I throw the key into the corner of the room. I kneel before you and tap each leg, left, then right, and you step into your frilly pink panties. I slip them up to your knees, then stop. Staring at your swollen cock. "Now, Daisy doll, I like dick, I like sucking and fucking, Petting and playing, but you are a naughty girl, and you have lost some privileges. We need to make you look more like the sissy slut you are, so your sissy clit needs to be confined." I sigh. "This may hurt, but you're my doll, so you still may not move." You hear a clinking noise, then feel intense cold, a burning cold, around your scrotum and cock. I have filled a jar with salted ice water and am now holding it so that your bits rest fully submerged. You whimper, but do not move, and the cold does what it should. You are numb, limp, and small within a minute, so I remove the jar and pull out a small pink metal cock cage from its bottom. The cage is freezing cold, as well. I slip it around your sissy clit, lock it in place, and toss that key away as well. "That's better, Daisy. Now you won't have that nasty bulge in your panties!" You whimper, and shiver from the abuse. I pull up your panties the rest of the way, and you feel a hole near your ass. "That's right, dolly. You will wear these while I fuck your tight little hole, and I will come inside you right thru your sissy panties!" I step over to the wall and press several switches. A motor whines, and several bars and a harness descend from the ceiling, unseen by you. The first bar stops in front of you, and I pull your wrists into the cuffs attached to it and close them firmly. The second bar has descended to your ankles, and I repeat the process with your ankles. The harness is trickier, but when I have it positioned, it holds your torso and legs securely while allowing me to move you to my will. I manipulate the switches again, and you are moved in your bondage such that you would be on your belly if you were on a bed, yet you are completely and helplessly suspended. I flick a switch once more, and your head is raised slightly. I step around your arms so that my cock is directly in front of your face and pull it out of my pants. I give you one command: "Open!" Your lips obediently part, and I feel your thick lipstick glide across my head and shaft as I shove my thick cock into your mouth. I hold it there, gripping the back of your head. You are well trained, and it is a full thirty seconds before I let you breathe again, withdrawing only partially while you gasp around my shaft. I slide in again, holding only 10 seconds before pulling out. I repeat, quicker and quicker, until I am pounding my cock into your face. Thru this all, you make only small whimpers. Finally, I thrust fully into you and roar my pleasure with a bass yell as my cock pulses deep in your throat and you convulsively swallow. I laugh at you in my afterglow, withdrawing. I step around to your side and wipe my cock on your pretty little dress. "Don't worry, you can wear your maid outfit later and clean up, Daisy. But I'm not finished with you here." Stroking myself on your lace and satin skirts has aroused me again immediately, and I move between your legs. I run my hands up your thighs, then settle them on your hips. I reach to a side table and grab a bottle of strawberry scented lube. "Strawberries for my little sissy slut," I say. I pour a generous amount on my shaft and head, the squeeze some more out onto my fingers. "I want you to be wet for me, just like a little bitch." I rub the lube thru your ass crack, then circle around your hole. I gently but firmly press one lubed finger into you, sliding in and out several times. You try to squirm, but the harness prevents your movement. I laugh again, and pull out, then slide two fingers into your tight ass. You whimper then, and your pain makes my swollen cock throb. "That'll do, bitch." I wipe my hand on your panties, the position the head of my cock against your sissy pussy. Still laughing at your struggles, I push slowly into your tight flesh. You do very well, whimpering, and take all ten inches, letting me bury my self inside you. I am impatient now, and you are well lubed, so I give in to my urges, thrusting in and out of you more and more quickly, my hand on your hips pulling you firmly down onto me every time. At some point you start to scream, but it does not matter. You belong to me to use as I please, and now it pleases me to fuck you as hard as I can. I growl as I feel my orgasm building, and I roar again as I come inside you, the sound echoing thru the room, filling the air as I fill your ass. Laughing with delight and the rush of power, I withdraw from you and collapse on the floor. I laugh again as I see my come drip from your now-gaping hole.