Tfatws, 2nd episode
No Holding Back
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x F!Reader
Summary: You and Bucky finally give in to months of sexual tension and fuck in the Avengers’ kitchen.
Content Warnings/tags: Explicit sexual content, 18+ mdni, fem!reader, piv, dom! bucky, porn no plot, rough sex, lmk if i missed anything!
Your eyes burned as you fought back tears, teeth digging into your bottom lip to keep yourself quiet. Of all places, this had to be happening in the kitchen at Avengers HQ. Getting caught wasn’t an option. Not like this.
Bucky was the biggest guy you’d ever been with. And you didn’t mean just height. When he pressed into you, your breath caught immediately. There was no way he was going to fit. It honestly felt impossible.
“Bucky—” your voice cracked as you squeezed your eyes shut.
“It’s too big…”
He leaned in closer, his voice low and steady. “Shh. I know.” His lips brushed your shoulder, soft. “Just breathe. You can take it.”
You let out a shaky whimper as he kept going, slow but relentless. The stretch burned, your body struggling to adjust as your hands curled against the counter.
“Good girl,” he murmured, breath uneven. “You’re doing so good.”
When he finally pushed all the way in, a rough groan tore out of him. The sting faded fast, replaced by something heavy and dizzying as he started to move. The sounds he made were quiet but needy, and it made your body clench around him without thinking.
“Fuck,” he breathed. “You feel so good.”
Your legs felt weak as he wrapped an arm around your waist, pulling you back against him. Everything felt too much. Too full. Too intense. You couldn’t think straight. After all this time… it was actually happening.
“I don’t care if anyone hears,” Bucky muttered, fingers threading into your hair. “I need to hear you.”
That did it. A broken moan slipped out of you as his pace picked up.
“Bucky…!”
“That’s it,” he praised softly, pressing a quick kiss to your lips. “Just like that.”
His voice dropped, rough and possessive. “You’re mine. All of you.”
And honestly? You didn’t argue.
Weather Girl
Summary : Bucky Barnes has a harmless crush on the local weather broadcaster. He watches her every morning, and even admits it to his friends. Its not like he’ll ever meet her, right?
Pairing : Bucky Barnes x weather girl! reader (she/her)
Warnings/tags : Fluff!!! Meet cute(?), Reader is weather girl and meteorologist, Steamy, and sex is heavily implied, cursing. mention of past trauma, but not a lot. Nervous Bucky! Set after FATWS but before Thunderbolts* (let me know if I missed anything!)
Word Count : 10.6k
Notes : Hi all! This was meant to be a shorter fic, but I got carried away. Enjoy!
Bucky Barnes had really tried to like the twenty-first century.
Trying counted for something, right?
Post-war, post-everything— life was supposed to feel better. No Hydra handlers in his head, no missions, no one telling him who to be. After everything, he thought it would just be him with a notebook full of names crossed out, and a century that had sprinted ahead while he’d been frozen in place.
Bucky looked so good in Madripoor.
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