Just Third Degree Yearns For All My Fictional Husbands.

the things i would let him do to me would make the devil blush

It’s about the little things🥰

@thembsblog cause you be thirsting too. If i’m going down i’m taking you with me 🫠

i want a mafia bucky so bad.

I loved you in secret

Mob!Bucky x Detective!Reader 

Run-through: Your relationship with Bucky was the kind of dangerous secret that could destroy you. But you couldn’t let him go either, he was too addicting. And neither was he willing to let you go, despite all the risks. The city was his playground, and this game of hide and seek you both played was his favourite. 

Themes: mob!bucky, smut, fluff, detective!reader, metal arm, 

a/n: I missed writing and I missed mob!bucky so here’s a little fic for you ily guys so much muaaahhh

You were immediately on high alert as you left the pub. 

The team was celebrating a big case finally getting solved, so a few rounds of drinks was mandatory. But you left just after the second round of drinks because you wanted nothing more than to just get home and take a nice, long bath. 

Your apartment complex was a 20-minute walk away from the pub, and the precinct. And the thought of a warm bath made you walk faster through the city. 

But you being on high alert meant that something wasn’t right. Your gut was telling you something but you couldn’t figure out what. 

Right as you passed a dark alley, a hand reached out and grabbed you, pulling you into the alley and pressing you against the wall. A cold hand covered your mouth, muffling your scream. You were ready to kick and fight your way out of the man’s tight grip, but that was until you realised who it was, and sagged in relief. 

Bucky chuckled, removing his metal hand and uncovering your mouth to let you breathe properly. “Hi babygirl,” He nuzzled your neck as you took deep breaths to calm your racing heart, “Missed me?” 

His soft lips brushed against your skin as he left kisses all over your neck. “Bucky!” You whisper-yelled. “You can’t just be here, you know that. We talked about this, you can’t be anywhere near this area.” You tried reasoning, but you couldn’t help the gasps and moans that left your mouth as Bucky’s kisses got more and more bitey. 

“I know, I know,” He sighed, pulling away to look at you. His handsome face was partially hidden in the shadows, only one of his piercing blue eyes was visible and you couldn’t help but smile as you looked up at him, despite knowing that if anyone saw you here in his arms, your career was over instantly. “I needed to see you. I missed you, baby. I was away all week, I couldn’t just sit at home and wait for you, you know?” 

You rolled your eyes, leaning in and pressing your forehead to his. You breathed in his scent and it helped you calm down a little bit. “I know,” You whispered. “You’ve been following me all night, haven’t you?” You asked, already knowing he was what your gut was trying to tell you about. 

Bucky smirked, kissing your forehead. “I have. Ever since you left work.” He kissed down your face, along your jaw. “I couldn’t resist,” He whispered, “You know how much I like watching you walk around in your suits,” He chuckled into your ear, hands dropping down to grab your butt for emphasis. “Now, can we go home so I can take it off of you?” 

As much as you wanted to go with him right away you said, “You go ahead. I have some stuff I need to grab from my place and then I’ll see you at yours, okay?” You cupped his face as you spoke. He gave you his rare puppy eyes, then groaned. 

“Fine. I'll send a car for you. I want you home in less than an hour.” He whispered, playfully biting your lip. “You hear me, detective?” He teased, “Less than one hour.” He repeated. 

Everytime he referred to his place as ‘home’, your heart skipped a beat. You smirked, “Yes, sir.” You replied, winking as you pulled away to walk home as fast as you could. “Now get out of here before you get us both in trouble.” 

—

As you walked to your apartment, you knew an all black, heavily tinted SUV was following you from a distance. It would’ve freaked you out if you didn’t know that there were just a few of Bucky’s men in the vehicle, ordered to ensure you make it to your apartment safe. 

You smiled to yourself as you took the elevator to your floor. Already making a mental list of all the things you needed to pack for the weekend that you would be spending with Bucky. He was gone for the whole week for some ‘work thing’ and you had missed him so much. 

You and Bucky couldn’t text or call like normal couples, because the risk of getting caught was too high that way. If any one of his associates or allies found out, you could be in terrible danger. And if any one of your colleagues ever found out, you were done for. So it could only be brief late night phone calls, or messages only a few times in a day. 

As you packed, you thought of the day you met Bucky. 

A little over a year ago, you were undercover in an infamous club in the more corrupted part of the city. That’s when you caught Bucky’s eye. He walked over to you, flirting shamelessly, constantly asking if he could buy you a drink, asking you to dance, and whatnot. 

You had taken your gun out then, and had discreetly pressed it against his side. ‘Leave me alone, or I’ll shoot.’ Bucky had chuckled in that proud way of his, and pulled you closer. ‘You don’t wanna do that, detective. Now leave before I set my guys after you.’ 

He had known you were a cop in an instant, but he played along. 

‘You could always do that, even if I leave. Why would I trust you?’ You’d asked. 

He had given you that devilishly handsome smile of his and said, ‘You don’t have a choice, detective. There’s a car waiting for you outside, get it in and go where it takes you. I’ll join you in a while.’ 

For some reason you had done as he asked, and that’s how you woke up in his bed the next morning after the best night of your life. 

And since then, the two of you couldn’t walk away from one another. Your little risky situationship had turned into something so much stronger over the past year, and now you couldn’t imagine life without him. 

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A car was waiting for you downstairs, as always. You got in with your bags and couldn’t wait to get to Bucky’s place. Home, as he called it. 

Bucky’s mansion was found on the outskirts of the city, hidden within the rather dense and heavily secured forest. Very few people had access to this place. It felt like it was another world, cut off from the rest. Quiet, luxurious, and private. 

The moment you walked in through the huge front doors, you were ambushed. By a pair of muscular arms, and an eager mouth. His relentless kisses had you giggling as you tried to maintain your balance. 

“Bucky!” You squealed, wrapping your arms around him. 

“Fuck,” He growled, hugging you so tightly it hurt. “I missed having you in my arms, detective, you know that?” 

You tried to pull away to breathe but he wouldn’t let you. His metal arm tightening extra hard around you. “I’m gonna pass out if you don’t let me go.” You choked out through giggles.  

Bucky pulled away, laughing as he grabbed your hand and led you towards the giant staircase. “Come on, we have so much catching up to do.” 

— 

The two of you barely made it to the bedroom before Bucky got handsy. He pushed you up against the nearest wall and undid the buttons of your shirt 

“I missed you, babygirl…” He whispered against your mouth, kissing you hard. His hands slid your shirt down your shoulders, dropping it on the ground before he began undoing your pants as well. “I need you,” He breathed. 

“Bed,” Was all you could mumble in your lust-drunk haze. 

Bucky dragged you to his bedroom, stopping a few times on your way there to kiss you or get rid of an article of clothing. 

By the time you both made it to his large bed, you were both naked and starved for one another. 

“Fuck,” Bucky whispered as he laid you down on his bed, hovering above you. “Look at you…” he leaned down to kiss your neck, “You’re fucking perfect, aren’t you, babygirl?” 

You arched your back, pressing up against him and he nibbled on your skin before pulling away to look down at you. His stare was intense, fiery, eyes darkening with lust. His voice was deeper than usual as he said, “I love you so fucking much.” 

You smiled up at him, running your hands all over his back, shoulders, fingers running through his hair. You were starving, breathless, and trapped between his strong body. “And I love you, Buck.” 

He leaned down again, kissing you even more ferociously. “I’ve been dreaming of having you here with me, in my bed. Do you know how hard it is to be away from you?” He kissed along your jaw, “It drives me fucking insane.” 

His mouth slowly moved down your body. Kissing along your neck, biting your breasts and briefly sucking on them, kissing down your stomach, your hips, your thighs until he knelt in between your bare legs and stared down at you.

You lifted your upper body up onto your elbows and met his intense stare, burning with desire. You smirked as you held his feral stare. “Go on then, what are you waiting for?” 

Bucky held your stare as he chuckled, leaning down to trail his lips up to your inner thighs then placed his hands on both your thighs and spread your legs further apart. “So bossy, detective…” He whispered quietly under his breath as he held your gaze. 

Your wetness slowly dripped out of you as he kissed you everywhere except for where you needed him the most. You were whining and squirming under him but he acted like he was suddenly in no rush. 

“Do you know how desperately I’ve wanted this?” He spoke, lips brushing against your heated skin. Then he scoffed, “I bet no one even knows how wet and needy you get for the bad guy, huh?” He taunted, “I bet no one knows how pretty the little detective looks when she begs the wanted criminal to fuck her harder and deeper.” He spoke and each warm breath of his made you whine and squirm even more as he held you there, open for him. 

His words gave you butterflies in your stomach, made you clench hard around nothing. 

“Bucky, please… I need you.” You whispered, your voice barely audible to yourself with how loud your heartbeats echoed in your ears. 

“Beg.” He said. “Beg me to touch you. Come on, babygirl. Beg for my tongue.” 

You whined. “Bucky please… It’s been so long, please. I need you,” You whispered. “I need your tongue, baby, please.” 

Bucky smirked upon hearing the desperation in your voice. “Good girl.” He quickly pressed his lips to your inner thigh again, his mouth getting closer and closer to your dripping core. 

You tipped your head back, sighing quietly as you felt his breath against your wet folds. Your body shivered and squirmed. You couldn’t help but slide your fingers into his soft hair, which only made him groan even louder. 

You couldn’t help but moan shamelessly as he brought his mouth over to your clit, sucking on it hard enough to make you squirm in pleasure. His tongue slid up and down your folds, teasing your entrance, occasionally flicking your clit. “Best thing I’ve ever fucking tasted,” He whispered. 

You tugged gently at his hair causing him to growl against your skin in response. His tongue slowly circled your throbbing clit, parting your wet folds with ease. You were sure your arousal must be coating his entire mouth and lips by now. 

“So fucking delicious…” Bucky whispered, as he kept making you moan louder and louder with his tongue. He parted your legs further as far as they would go as he slowly brought a metal finger up to your clit, sliding it agonisingly slowly down your slit, parting your wet folds.

You shivered under his cold touch, then bit your lip to refrain from moaning too loudly. “Oh Bucky…” You sighed, then gasped audibly as he slid a finger inside you, stroking your walls gently while he placed his mouth back on your clit. “Please…” You begged, wanting more. 

“Does that feel good, babygirl?” He asked, and chuckled when you were only able to moan in response. Lips brushing against your wetness he asked again, “Does it, baby? Hmm? Did your fingers feel this good when you touched yourself while I was away?” He growled as you kept whining and squirming under his addicting touch, “Answer me.” 

“No…” You gasped. “No, it didn’t feel this good.” You whispered, breathless and wanting. “Bucky please…” You moaned. “Stop teasing me.” You said, looking down at him. 

He gave you a cocky smirk. “You’re mine. I’ll tease you if I want to.” 

You whined again, “Baby, please…” 

His ocean blue eyes watched you as you lost control under his touch, whimpering and legs shaking as he teased your clit with his tongue and finger-fucked you. “You look so beautiful like this, you know that?” 

You squirmed and gasped under his addictive touch. “Bucky…” You moaned out loud, your eyes closing and your head tilting back as you felt a wave of intense pleasure wash over you. 

You came hard, all over his tongue, your walls clenching violently around his finger, your moans and gasps of pleasure filling the room. You tugged harder at his hair as you came, gasping for air as you came down from the high.

A faint giggle escaped your lips as Bucky left small kisses up your body until he hovered above you again. He stared deep into your eyes. “I love you,” He said. 

“And I you.” You wanted him so bad it hurt. “Please, Buck…” You begged. “No more teasing, please.” 

Bucky’s smile was genuine as he said, “Okay, babygirl. Whatever you want.” He leaned in to kiss you again. You moaned into his mouth at the taste of you on his tongue. 

You kept waiting for more, but Bucky wasn’t quite done kissing you yet. So you scratched down his back, frustrated as you pulled away and demanded, “Will you fuck me already?!” 

Bucky laughed at your little outburst, “Well spread your legs then,” He smirked when you obeyed instantly. He held your stare as he slowly slid inside of you, both of you grunting softly as he went. “Fuck, you feel so fucking good.” He whispered, nothing but desire and love in his eyes. He leaned in again, whispering against the corner of your open mouth, “How the fuck did I survive without this for a whole damn week?” 

You felt his cock stretching you, filling you up. Every thick inch of him sliding into your tight cunt. “I don’t know how I survived without you either, baby.” You gasped. “You… you feel so good.” You could feel your eyes tearing up at how snug he felt inside you. 

Bucky pulled away to watch you, “I don’t care, I’m bringing you with me wherever I go from now on.” He held your stare as he reached down to grab your legs and wrapped them around his waist. He looked down to where your bodies connected, quickly spitting right on your clit, his metal thumb spreading the wetness around as he leaned down to give you a messy kiss, swallowing your desperate moan in the process. 

You couldn’t help your loud moans as he moved his hips the slightest bit. He said, “I forgot how good you looked with my cock buried deep inside you, babygirl.” Bucky pulled away and watched you as you whined at the feeling of his cock slowly moving in and out of you.

You could feel your walls clenching around him as he sped up and pounded into you. You felt all of him stretching you, filling you up, moving rapidly in and out of you until he was all you could focus on. The problems of real life didn’t matter anymore. 

“You feel so good…” He whispered, pounding into you relentlessly, his metal hand wrapping around your throat as he bent down to bite your lower lip and tug on it. “So perfect for me.” 

You moaned at how perfect his hard, muscular, tatted and slightly scarred body felt against yours, his weight pressing down on you. His slight stubble tickled your skin as he moved.

Your legs trembled as you wrapped them tighter around his waist. His thrusts, relentless and unbearably good. The pressure around your lower body, tight and hot.

Bucky looked down at you as you tightened around his cock. He smirked, looking down to where his cock disappeared into you each time he thrust in. “Look at me, babygirl.” When you did, he whispered, “You’re mine. Only mine.” 

You nodded. The possessiveness in his voice only made you clench around him again. Normally the idea of anyone claiming they owned you would’ve pissed you off. But damn, he made it sound so hot. 

He gave you a lazy smile, “Are you gonna come for me now?” His metal hand squeezed your throat, making you moan even louder. “My dirty little detective. Look at you, all cock drunk and still wanting more…” He scoffed, giving you a messy kiss. “Come all over my cock, come on. Be a good girl and come.” 

You whimpered, unable to say anything because of how good he felt sliding in and out of you. The familiar pressure formed at your core and you whined again when his hand let go of your throat and his metal fingers found your clit, toying with it while he pounded into you mercilessly.

Bucky loved that look on your face, that look of utter bliss, pain, pleasure, lust and hunger all at once.

“That’s it, babygirl. You’re doing so well for me, look at you. Now come, come all over me,” He whispered and that was all you needed to hear before you came undone all around him. Whimpering and back arching off the bed as you came hard around his cock, tightening around him. 

Bucky kept pounding into you as your orgasm washed over you, your walls squeezing him violently. Your body trembling under his intense gaze. 

“Fuck, baby…” He watched you, lips parted, breaths in rags, heart racing. “I need you again.” He said, crazed with hunger for more. 

He pulled out, his cock still achingly hard. “Already?” You squealed as he flipped you around – your hips and ass up while your face was pressed against the pillows. You were still catching your breath when his metal hand teased you in between your legs, his cold fingers rubbed around your clit and made you tremble. “Ah,” You moaned due to the sensitivity. “Be gentle.” Your voice sounded muffled because of the pillows. 

His body bent over yours, his warm chest pressing against your back as he kissed your shoulder and the back of your neck until his mouth reached your ear, “I love you, but don’t you fucking dare tell me how to fuck you,” He said, softly but you could hear the untamed hunger in his deep, now growly voice. 

“Buck…” You whined, “I’m gonna be so sore.” 

“Good.” He licked along your neck and said, “I want you to feel me all day tomorrow.” He playfully bit down on your shoulder and you let out a loud moan. He chuckled at the sound of it.

You whimpered, “You always do this.” You murmured, voice laced with need and lust as he pulled away from your ear and kissed along your shoulders.

“Hmm. And you like it.” 

You felt his hands on you, warm and cold, as he gripped each side of your hips then pushed into you from behind. Slow and deliberate strokes, until he slid inside you fully.

Bucky groaned and grunted as he filled you up entirely all over again, and moved in and out of you hard and deep, desperately trying to make both of you come this time. 

Your fingers gripped the cool, satin sheets beneath you tightly, and your mind was all foggy, and you moaned wantonly as he pounded into you from behind, not once slowing down. 

His metal hand grabbed you by the back of your neck, using that grip to create a delightful momentum that had you tearing up again. “Fuck,” He growled, “Remind me to use a plug on you next time. Your other hole is looking pretty empty.” 

You couldn’t help the groan that escaped your mouth. “You can be so fucking filthy sometimes.” You said, whimpering just at the thought of being filled like that. 

Bucky chuckled, not stopping. “You love me.” He said. All true. 

Your walls throbbed and clenched around him each time he filled you up, as he took you higher and higher all over again. 

“Fuck, babygirl.” He hissed. “I’m gonna come deep inside you.” You felt his thrust becoming irregular, and felt his cock throb against your walls violently. “Come for me again.” He hissed again, then groaned as you tightened around him – coming undone again. 

Bucky growled as he buried his cock deep inside you, coming undone inside you like he promised. You whined and whimpered as you felt him filling you up, feeling some of his cum drip down your thighs. 

“Fuck…” You whined, feeling your tears wet the pillow beneath you as you caught your breath. 

“Oh babygirl,” He whispered as pulled out and he laid down beside you, pulling you into him for a cuddle. “I’ll clean you up in a bit, okay? I just need to hold you for a while.” He said, kissing all over your face. “Fuck, I love you.” 

You sighed in bliss, still trying to calm your racing heart. “I love you more.” You whispered. 

—

“So,” You spoke, putting another piece of fruit in your mouth as the two of you laid in bed in your robes. You were both too lazy to put on clothes after showering so here you were now, lounging in bed in your robes, with food and wine. “How was work?” You asked, “What did you do all week?” 

“Apart from missing you like a lovesick madman?” Bucky smiled, placing his empty wine glass on the bedside table. “I made more money for you to spend.” He said with a wink. 

You rolled your eyes at him. “Meanwhile I had to pretend I was closer to putting some of your guys in jail. They just happened to be faster than me so I very conveniently lost them in a car chase. On an empty road.” 

Bucky smirked, “You’re the best, baby.” 

You threw a napkin at him. “I’m gonna lose my job one of these days because of you, I can feel it.” You taunted playfully. 

He scoffed. “Well good, we can finally move to the island once you do.” 

“There you go again,” You rolled your eyes again. 

Him and that island – the small private island he owned and on which he planned to spend the rest of his life with you. He was obsessed with the idea of the two of you living there and calling it home, cut off from the rest of the world. Honestly, you didn’t hate the idea. 

Bucky turned to face you, placing a gentle hand on your exposed knee. “Baby, we talked about this.” He reasoned. “At some point we’ll have to move. There’s no place for us here.” He added. 

You knew what he meant. You knew he was right. But then there were other factors to consider. “Buck… what will I even do there?” 

Bucky sighed, grabbing your arm and pulling you on top of him. You straddled him with a coy smile as he lazily caressed your thigh while he spoke. “You can do anything. Everything. You won’t even have to work, I’ll take care of you. You know that, babygirl.” 

You chuckled, cupping his face and giving him a loud kiss on the lips. “So you want me to leave my entire life behind, move to a private island with you and do what? Twirl around in a pretty dress all day? While you work your ass off?” 

He smirked, “I quite like the thought of that actually.” 

You smacked him on the chest. “I’m serious, Buck.” 

“So am I.” He argued. “Look, I’ve been carrying an engagement ring around for more than six months now. But I don’t want to force you into doing anything. We can wait, I’ll wait for you. Just know that this is gonna happen sooner or later. Us, the island, our future together. It’s happening and you can’t stop it.” He then squinted at you, “Why aren’t you surprised concerning the ring?” 

You chuckled, shaking your head. “You keep it in the drawers of your bedside table. It’s not exactly a secret spot to hide an engagement ring that big.” You teased. 

Bucky smirked then pushed you down on the bed, getting on top of you again. Your robes untied in the process. You squealed and laughed as he tickled you incessantly. “That damn smart mouth of yours.” He growled, leaning in to kiss your face. “If you knew about the ring, why didn’t you bring it up? Hmm? Why haven’t you said yes to marrying me yet?” He nuzzled your neck, biting down on your shoulder. 

“Ow!” You hissed in pain, then giggled as he kissed it better. “Because you haven’t proposed to me properly.” 

“I don’t have to” He mumbled, kissing down your neck. “You’re marrying me and that’s it.” 

You scoffed. “So fucking controlling.” You teased him, your back already arching beneath him as his kisses got more and more steamy. 

He pulled away to look down at you, his chain dangling from his neck right above your face, tickling your skin. Suddenly you wanted to live in this moment forever. Safe, warm, under him. This was your favourite place in the whole world. 

“Then you shouldn’t have fallen in love with a criminal if you didn’t want a controlling man, detective.” He slapped your thigh, making you yelp in surprise. “And don’t pretend as if you don’t like me like this.” He sounded just as cocky as he did the day you met him. 

You sighed. “Unfortunately I do.” You pulled him closer and kissed him. A soft, gentle kiss as he pressed his entire body weight down on you. “And yes, I will marry you. Eventually.” You whispered through the kiss. 

He smiled against your lips, “Good.” 

“Not right away though,” You said, “I still have many bad guys to catch.” 

He chuckled, “You’re lucky I’m so in love with you.” 

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i never hated you

Summary | You and Bucky never got along.

Content | 18+ content, minors DNI, P in V, enemies to lovers, NFSW.

Paring | Bucky Barnes x female reader

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"You're training with Buck." Steve doesn't bother to look her way knowing the moment he does it will be met with narrowed eyes. The look of annoyance forms creases against her forehead, arms crossing against her chest as a huff fills the distance between them.

"Steve, you can't -."

"No one else can train you. I have a mission, Nat is coming with me. Only you and Bucky will be here." Steve had taken her under his wing, teaching her everything he knows. If only his best friends weren't at each other's throats all the time.

"Well I don't want to."

"Suck it up sweetheart." The voice snarls behind her, both heads turn toward the direction of the door. Bucky crossed his arms across his chest, intimidating as ever as his eyes darken under his gaze. "It's not like I want to waste my time with you but here I am."

The way her lip curls up is annoying. His fingers dig into the large bulge of his bicep to suppress the urge to say something he knows Steve would only scowl him for.

Bucky was handsome to say the least, dark short hair with an equally short beard that peppers over the skin of his chiseled jaw. With a pair of striking blue eyes that anyone can be charmed by, not to mention the muscular build that even a nun would be able to look away from, too bad he's a jerk.

The two can't even remember how it started, this unspoken hatred but it's been going on for months now. While she's blames it on his jealously of Steve, he blames it on the fact that she's so whiny and always needs guidance.

"Enough." Steve's authoritative tone leaves very little room to disobey, seafoam blue eyes tightening are a warning enough. "Both of you will act like adults, like you are."

"Yeah, whatever." Bucky mumbles under his breath, head turning to convey the room to avoid her gaze but hers doesn't move. Greedy eyes meet the thick column of his neck, the belly muscle popping through and the sudden feeling to run her tongue across it makes her eyes widen.

"What are you looking at?" Bucky snarls.

"Nothing!" She hisses back, "Get over yourself."

"You're the one looking at me, honey." The nickname makes her visibly cringe, teeth gritting as she steps closer despite her cheeks burning hot with embrassment.

"Stop calling me that." The way he steps closer until their chest to chest is intimidating, towering height earning a smug look from Bucky.

"Buck, out." Steve huffs, fed up with them both. The next words mumbled under his breath, "Can't concentrate with you two acting like children."

The slam of the door causes her to jump, head snapping towards the direction except Bucky is long done but the lingering smell of fresh mint and chapped leather is promient.

***

"You're late." Bucky booms so loudly it seems to echo off the walls and causes her to hold a hand against her chest, breath hitching as she places her things down on the mat.

"I'm two minutes late, got your panties in a twist?" The words causing his lips to curl with distaste. "Let's just get this over with."

Before Bucky can even turns he feels a force of a body try to knock him onto his feet but he quickly turns, not paying much attention to his left hand until it comes it contact with her cheek.

It was hard enough to hurt and his face drops instantly, he watches as she cups her cheek and he can already see the angry, red mark forming there.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to -."

Two rather small hands aim for his head but he manages to dodge the fists but he doesn't expect the strong leg that comes from behind and sweeps him off his feet. Bucky reaches forward as he brings to fall towards the ground, big fingers curl around her shirt and pull until she tumbles on top of him with a huff.

His chest rises and falls under the scrutiny of her gaze. Parted thighs straddle his lap, a face full of hair as her hands flatten against his chest to push off the fall but he can't seem to keep his eyes trained, instead they fall to irregular rhythm her chest. Beads of sweat forming against skin and trails down and over collar bones and into the valley of her breasts and he can't seem to look away as they move with every breath.

Between her thighs radiates with warmth and it's his turn to stop breathing with the way her eye lids flutter at the sensation of his growing erection press against her clothed mound. The thick material of his tactical pants grinds against her puffy clit even through the clothes.

The moment her eyes open she's met with the intense electric blue eyes. His bottom lip is tucked between his pearly whites as an experimental hand presses against the small of her back. The size difference makes her head spin, the size of his hand as he pushes her forward on his lap to catch the swollen head of his clothed cock against her throbbing clit.

The mix of a moan and whine that fall from her lips makes his cock throb and she turns her head away with embarrassment but the hand that cups her chin and turns her back to the sultry gaze, "No, you sound so sweet."

The words makes her gasp or maybe it's the thumb that lays flat against her bottom lip and toys with the skin. Bucky doesn't dare move, just leans in excruciatingly slow, unsure eyes flickering from her own to her lips waiting for the words to stop him but they never come. The moment he's met with the soft, warm lips he melts.

Time felt like it almost stopped when his nose nudged her own, lips barely touching, they hover as he lets out a soft sigh, leaning closer until his eyelashes flutter against her own.

Every breath he takes smells like her. Purple and pink wild flowers and vanilla slips past his flaring nostrils as his lips form against her own. Both filled with fire, body tingling as he pulls her closer into his lap to give him a better angle to kiss her from.

He pulls away, it's just for a quick second to catch his breath but steals a small glance and his heart pounds. He wants to say how beautiful she looks, how warm she feels but he can't seem to form words so instead claims her lips again. It's heavy with emotions as the taste of sweet mint comes with his tongue parting her lips.

So caught up in the way his hand curls into her hair as she grinds her hips slowly, she doesn't feel the fingers that slip under the thin material of the shirt. Cool, false appendages press against the base of her belly as a small moan vibrates his chest as she shifts her weight against his aching hard on.

"You are so beautiful.." To be on the sweet, giving side of Bucky Barnes is almost breath taking. Time moves so much slower, it's hard to breath as he captures her lips again but not before his hand experimentally raises further and further up the soft skin of her stomach but stops right under her breasts. His eyes flicker up to her own, a silent question, he won't dare move another muscle until she nods. "Can I, sweet girl?"

The nickname makes her heart flutter. Since when did Bucky use nicknames like this and why did it make her skin so unbarebly hot?

"Yes." The words come out before she even has a chance to think about the consequences but the way his hands come down to cup handfuls of her breast she soon realizes she doesn't care.

His lips press against the shell of her ear, hot breath making it nearly impossible to focus on anything else except for the two fingers that tweak the peak of her nipple. Her mouth falls open with a gasp and Bucky smiles against the skin of her neck as smooth kisses trail. Open mouth and wet kisses cause her to shudder, a tongue peaks out to taste the salty skin.

"Bucky." She moans his name so sweetly that he can't help but groan. He pulls away and the only audible sounds is the whirling and clicking of mechanical plates as he cups her cheek.

"You are.. driving me crazy." He admits, "I gotta have you, please."

He asks like she could ever deny him, she nods against his palm and finger reach out to unloop his belt but a thumb that presses into her chin stops the movements. "Are you sure?"

"Want you." She mewls and this time encloses the line between their lips and invades his mouth once again to taste the fresh mint.

Once opened, her fingers dip past the waist band of his boxers and skillfully wrap around the base of his cock. He huffs against her lips, hand wrapping around her wrist as she tests the waters and gives it a small squeeze.

With an experimental movement of her wrist Bucky hisses, heavy eyelashes flutter against her cheek. His hips lift from their position on the ground to thrust for more and just like that he's putty in her hands.

"You don't have to -."

He couldn't even finish his sentence if he wanted too. Met with the fifty site of her pulling away only to spit on her hand and tugging the hem of his boxers dangerously low on his hips until his cock is freed and curves against his abdomen.

Slowly her hand slides down the length of Bucky, and up, then down again until beads of pre-cum mix with her salvia to create wet, flithy sounds.

"That's it." Bucky plops from his position on his elbows to flat against the floor, eyes fluttering close as split starts to slide down his lower abdomen and balls, but her torment doesn't end there.

Soft fingers cup the sac with a delicate but meaningful touch. "God, honey."

The pet name makes her blush but it goes unseen to Bucky as he whines. Her head bobs lower and his head shoots up with confusion and only to watch her lips pucker and a long string of spit cover the head of his cock.

The self made lubricant squelshes with every quick motion. Bucky's finger tips curl into the foam mat understand them, his hips tuting into the air to meet the rhythm of her hand.

"Sweetheart." He calls so beautifully, eyes pinching with pleasure. "So good but god, stop."

She's determined as every and Bucky's throat runs dry, belly growing with warmth as a wave of heat makes his head grow hot and his body buzz with anticipation. He weakly lifts his head to only be met with her sparkling eyes, a ball of pleasure grows in his throat as he mumbles, "You are so fucking sexy."

Flesh fingers wrap around her wrist and hult any more movements. Lips fingers her own as she falls into the mat, back hitting the foam with a small gasp but Bucky's mouth catches it. His fingers run slowly along the hem of her yoga pants as his lips his the corner of hers, "Are you going to let me see that pretty pussy, sweet pea?"

"Yes, please, touch me." The words are sweet, beautiful music to his ears as two fingers prod against her chin. Her mouth opens instantly at the intrusion as the digits press against her tongue. Lips close down on them, swirling and licking until Bucky seemed satisfied with the slickness of them.

A vibranium arm pulls at the waist band of her pants and forces them down, Bucky decides not to comment on that fact she hadn't worn any underwear. Her arousal smears across her thighs, so much so that Bucky can practically smell it.

Those two digits wet her stomach as they trail down to her already soaked entrance. The tips kiss the opening of her pussy and it's impossible to fight against grinding down on them. Those thick, warm fingers spread along the hood of her cunt, teasingly until they press against the swollen clit and her hips jolt off the mat.

"Buck -." One finger slips into her sopping hole and she whines at the intrusion.

"Oh, baby." Bucky clicks his tongue with a smirk, blue eyes darkening as he speaks, "So tight, sweet pea."

A large hand glides under her back that arches, feeling the grooves of vertebrae against his false fingertips up until the grasp the back of her neck to pull her into a harsh kiss.

Teeth clash together as his pace increases, lips parting but his forehead presses against hers and his hand keeps it's hold on her neck. "Want another one?"

"Please, please." She mewls as eyes flutter close at the sensation of another finger stretching her open. Not wasting any time, they leave only to come back and reach that spot in that makes her eyes roll back into her head and mouth open with silent screams.

The sounds coming from in between her legs are heavenly, the swishes of her juices that drips down her legs and Bucky's hands as he finger fucks her into the mat. "You are so good for me, look at you. So desperate honey, you wanna come?"

The silent reply earns a squeeze at the base of her neck and Buck clenches his teeth, "I said, do you want to come?"

Her pussy squeezes around his fingers with a wanton moan, "Yes, Buck! Wanna come!"

Head falling to the mat harshly as his fingers release their hold. Head feeling drowsy as tears sting and blur her vision, heat creeping up the base of her stomach as goose bumps erupt across her body. "Come for me honey, I want it."

All it takes is seven little words for his fingers to milk her orgasm through. Heart leaping inside her chest as his soft kisses and mixed with the snap of his fingers she feels something snap inside with white, searing hot pleasure that temporarily blinds her.

Bucky doesn't offer a warning, the sudden feeling of his heavy cock is a burning but pleasure able stretch that causes a shriek to rip through her swollen lips.

Bucky's eyes roll back into his head as her pussy pretty much sucks his cock up inch by inch. Two cold fingers tease the bundle of nerves and rub circular motions as he sinks every inch of his cock until he's nestled so deep she feels him in her stomach. The delicious burn makes her lightheaded, so full of him it's hard to form words. She curses under her breath but Bucky barely notices, eyes fixated on the filthy sight of him stuffed so deep inside her. Hips against hips as he tries to press the rest but the intrusion sends sparks up her spine. Bucky stills, eyes finding hers for one last time before testing the waters with a deep, sensational thrust.

The squeal that falls from her lips is one of pleasure and pain but straight up sinful and he groans on his own accord as her cunt cleches around his throbbing cock.

"Such a sweet pussy, baby. She's so thirsty for me."

Hips snap faster and faster and he can't look away from the sight of his cock disappearing and reappearing into her silky opening over and over again. The sounds that fill the room are mixes of Bucky and hers followed by the slapping skin and squelches of her leaking juices. Pleasure tingles up his spine every time he hits that spot that makes her vision blur and drool gather at the corner of her lips.

"That's it, sweet pea. Taking me so good." He smirks as her mouth falls open but no words or sound come through, "Fucking you dumb, huh?"

His thighs shake, covered in her slick as his whole body erupts with heat. Stomach studying with the familar feeling of incoming relief. With every push of his hips come deep, rough strokes that hit that spot that makes her stomach ache.

Bucky loves the sounds she makes, how she begs for more and more, his hips rolling into her pussy which drips between the pair. It smears against his abdomen, leaks down his and her thighs.

Back arching off the mat, pushing him deeper inside of her, if that's even possible. A hand rest against the small of her back giving him a better angle to continue to fuck her senseless. “Buck, oh, so fucking good!"

"Yeah, princess? Still hate me?"

Half crescent form from his nails digging into the flesh of her hip and sweats drips down his chest and forehead. "I'm so close!"

The whine has him groaning with relief feeling his own balls tighten at the words. "Bucky, I have to cum - fuck!"

"Where do you want it, sweetheart?" Buck visibly chokes as another wave of heat warms his belly.

"In me, want to feel you in me!" No doubt in her mind she's going to feel him for weeks.

“Come for me.” The orgasm hits her like a truck - clenching around him so hard that his hips sputter but he continues to drive his dock so deep inside of her that her legs begin to shake.

He hits a spot so deep and explodes, lining his thick ropes of cum into her pussy and stuffs her to the brink. There's so much as it drips from where the two are still connected but he doesn't dare move. Taking a few seconds to recover against the cushion of her chest with deep breathes.

Bucky rests on his elbows as fingers hook behind her neck to gently being her eyes to his own. Eyes so lovingly soak in every beautiful mark of her face as soft digits rub against her hairline as the mechanical arms holds her whole head in his palm. Gentle lips press against her own, a soft kiss that he pulls away with a smile. "I always thought you were beautiful."

His fingers move the hairs from her forehead to press a kiss to her still red cheek as she speaks, "I never hated you."

I sincerely wanted to thank all of the authors that has been writing fanfic in Tumblr. and if y'all happened to see me commenting or rebloging or liking your post I am genuinely obsessed with your writing and you should probably write whole fully thicccccc book. I will forever be grateful for your talent and for whisking me into a world where I can be anything, with anyone, and literally be everything I wanted. you have no idea how many times y'all have save me from my own thoughts and I'll forever be grateful for your impact in my life. y'all are the real MVP and I will cherish you. sending hugs <3

ps: please write more and don't stop! (no pressure of course)

p.p.s: I will forever hold you on a pedestal and will think yall a superior writer(and you are! I don't want to hear y'all saying you're not!) because honestly I cried sm on this app :")

The New Tricks Collection

An alternate universe starring two college students; Bucky, the star football player and Buttercup, his best friend’s little sister. Follow their main journey together as they learn their mutual pining isn’t one sided after all through an array of firsts.

New Tricks

New Tricks: Celestial Heavens

New Tricks: A Pure Love

Wondering what your favourite couple are up to? Discover a collection of drabbles and ficlets dedicated to the tales of Buttercup and Puppy and their everyday lives here.

Don’t see something you like? Send an ask! Bee and Pup are excited to share their story with you. 🌼🐾

What if Buttercup was the virgin?

that’s hot

“What, are you here for some private lessons?”

(insert obligatory flexibility pun)

*watches a fictional man bloody, bruised, beaten, and dying* ahh yes the female gaze

So i need this. like yesterday.

May I contribute

Bookworm! Bucky Barnes or Librarian! Bucky Barnes.

Like this man can open both books and legs.

Like one minute your both arguing over Shakespeare and the next he's having you read smut out loud as he gives you mindblowing orgasm again and again until you can barely make out the words on the page.

Paring: Chubby!Librarian Bucky x Reader

Word Count: 1.8K

Warnings: Smut, Minors DNI, 18+ only and always.

A/N: Don't copy, repost, rewrite or translate. I love likes, comments and reblogs! Written on my phone and unbeta’d

Normally Bucky is a bit shy and reserved. Content to spend his days among his books, making sure everything is in order in between helping people discover new authors.

Some days you stroll into the library to find him with his soft belly pressed into the counter, one elbow on the marble surface, a book in one hand, his lips parted as he reads.

When he’s really engrossed in a story, a wrinkle forms in the middle of his brows and he tucks his bottom lip between his teeth. His glasses perched atop his head as he squints at the page.

Occasionally his vibranium hand will sweep across the counter, gingerly searching for his cup of coffee or a snack, his eyes never leaving the words on the page.

You only heard him raise his voice once. Someone, a know it all, tried to insult one of his favorite writers and your soft-spoken librarian lost his shit.

It was beautiful.

The way his eyes widen and he spluttered before finding his voice, eloquently arguing his point as his voice deepened until the man backed away. You smiled to yourself, so proud of him. And you giggled behind your book when he immediately reverted to his shy self the second he realized he had a captivated audience.

A crimson blush swept up his neck to his rounded cheeks, his sky-blue eyes flitting to you. He nervously chewed the corner of his lip, debating with himself. Bucky wanted so desperately to speak to you, but he was worried you would think he was brash after his impromptu outburst.

Bucky looked down at his book with a frown, his brows pinched as he studied the cover, it’s not his usual reading material. As much as he loves the world of elves, knights and hobbits, he didn’t think he could impress you with his vast knowledge of the fantasy realms.

So 'how to ask a woman out in five easy steps' it was.

“Who’s the lucky lady?”

Bucky startled, flinging the book on the floor. You both glanced at it and then at each other. His blush deepened, his face getting hotter by the second until he was sure he was going to combust.

“Um, I wasn’t, I can’t read-I mean I can read, of course, I can read,” he huffed, laughing to hide his growing mortification as he tapped the counter, “but I wasn’t reading that,” he finished lamely.

“Whoever she is, I’m sure she’s worth it.” You said wistfully, setting your library card down.

“You are.”

Bucky sharply inhaled, as if he were trying to pull the words back into his mouth. His eyes flicked up, not sure what he was expecting to see, maybe a look of pity or worse disgust.

Instead, your face brightened, and you beamed, giving him a radiant smile so beautiful that it made him dizzy.

It took a few months but your sweet chubby boyfriend grew more confident around you.

Still sweet and shy as always until you discovered all you had to do was mix up elves and fairies, Roman and Greek mythology or gasp star trek with star wars and he would launch into these passionate tirades.

No, it’s not that you’re wrong Petal, it’s just that Zeus, well...he was nothing like Juno-he explained gingerly bordering between not wanting to hurt your feelings and being appalled by what you just told him-and hold on, hold on, I have a book.

Soon all you had to do was ask him to tell you about his favorite works and he would light up, clutching a book to his chest, his hand waving in the air as he spoke.

You could listen to him for hours, watching his mouth, occasionally breaking his concentration with kisses until his soft lips are swollen and he’s rattled.

Nothing compares to the sensation of him mumbling about a quest to reclaim a kingdom as he slowly melts into your kiss, his eyes fluttering shut as his words trail off into a moan.

Today his handsome face is flushed as he pushes his glasses back, fervently explaining why Langston Hughes doesn’t get enough credit. He’s pacing back and forth around the table as you scroll through your phone hidden in your book.

A particularly spicy scene draws your attention away from your man. Bucky’s rant tapers off to a suspicious hum as he watches you shift in your chair, your thighs clenching together. “Petal?”

You tap the screen trying not to squeal when the main character challenges the alpha.

“I can take it. Please.” You circle your hips, biting your lip when he grunts out a low, gravelly fuck. “Give it to me Alpha.”

You bite your index finger, thinking no you can’t, have you seen the size of his cock girl? You know can’t handle all that-

Bucky places his head on your shoulder. “What did you say?” His incredulous tone making you jump in the seat. Shit, did you say that aloud? Fuck.

“Oh hey Bucky,” you giggle, your face burning, damn it, you can’t let him see this, it’s just porn, you try to close the book over your phone but he places his hand on the page, tilting his chin towards you.

“Can’t handle a big cock, can you, Petal?”

“I-huh?”

Bucky picks up your phone, his eyes scanning across the page. “Remember, you begged for this,” he reads, his voice lowering, the unmistakable lust in his tone has you so damn wet.

Bucky places his cold vibranium knuckles on your jaw and pushes, just enough to turn your face to his, your lips brushing over his. “Is that what you like Petal?” He hums, his tongue darting across your bottom lip. “You wanna be my good girl?”

Fuck yes you do so badly. Hearing those words on his tongue has you dripping, your clit pulsating, begging for his touch.

“You want me to eat your sweet pussy until you beg me to stop.” He kisses right over your pulse point, fuck it’s getting hard to breathe. He’s not done, his lips ghosting across your ear. “You always taste so fuckin good Petal, you can fuck my face as much as you want.”

You whimper as he bites down on your earlobe. What happened to your sweet boyfriend and how are you so wet. Bucky places your phone on your lap, stepping around you, letting his finger trail across the back of your neck and you shiver, feeling those cold smooth digits go up your jaw until he’s tilting your chin up.

“Gonna split you open on my cock, fuck you so hard you won’t walk straight for days-“ he promises. “But first I want you to do something for me, Petal.”

“Oh god, please I can’t Bucky,” Your sheets scrunched in your fist as you cry out. “Please, Bucky.”

A deep thrust has you keening, your walls clenching down over his thick cock, sensations clawing up your belly as his swollen tip finds that sweet spot. fuckfuckfuck, that feels so good.

“You’re taking me so well, Petal, being so good for me,” he praises, his soft belly grazing over your back as he thrusts into you. “Keep going pretty girl.”

You rock your hips back, craving more friction, needing just a little more to put you over the edge. Bucky pulls back with a soft tut as you drop your weight your forearms. You want to scream please Bucky, but you know what he wants.

You lift your head, blinking, trying to clear your blurry vision, the words swimming across the screen. “You swear you’re being split into two, ah fuck,” you gasp, his hips snapping faster into your tight pussy, a burst of pleasure has you pounding your fist on the bed.

You have to keep reading, fuck you’re almost there, the coil in your belly forming an almost painful knot as his strokes quicken. It’s hard to concentrate with him fucking you so good, but you know what’s about to happen if you finish and your pussy throbs around him.

You take a deep breath in, “-into two as he moves deeper and deeper,” the words spill out into an incomprehensible jumble.

Bucky places his hands on your waist, lifting his leg on the bed and he slams into you, thrusting so deeply needing you to feel every ridge and vein against your wet velvety walls, wanting you to cum for him. Your back arches as the intense sharp sensations burn across every fiber of your being, the coil shattering with each filthy sloppy grind of his cock into your aching cunt, your loud frantic moans drowning out his that’s it, that’s my girl.

Bucky’s own frenzied grunts echoing in the room, his pace erratic as he chases his high, your warmth squeezing him tighter until he spills inside you, filling you with his thick, hot cum as he praises you for making him feel so good, keep milking my cock, that’s it just like that, fuck you’re so good petal.

You collapse on the bed, arms splayed out, you vaguely hear your phone clattering to the floor as you sigh, soaking in the blissful sensations as your pussy pulsates, the small aftershocks of your orgasm vibrating through you.

Bucky pulls out of you with a wet plop, grinning at his cum seeping out of your puffy cunt. He lies beside you, a sweaty pleased smile on his face, propping his head on his palm.

“How was that Petal?” He asks eagerly, as if he didn’t just fuck your brains out.

You nod, panting heavily through your nose. “Where did that come from?”

Bucky sits up, stretching his arms behind his back. “I saw all those Alpha male books you’ve been hiding from me.”

He chuckles at your shocked squeak, dipping his head to give you a tender, loving kiss. “I may have read one or two and figured why not give my girl what she wants.”

“I’ll be right back,” Bucky smacks your ass, his fingers soothing away the sting before climbing out of bed. Your mouth drops open as you stare at your boyfriend. “Gotta get you cleaned up.”

He saunters to the bathroom, pausing in the doorway. Piercing blue eyes capture yours and your stomach drops from the look he’s giving you. Your heart skips a breath as his lips curl into a mischievous smirk. “Oh and Petal, I may have downloaded some books we can reenact. If you want of course.”

You dive off the bed, snatching your phone off the floor. You fumble through the apps until you find your kindle. And then you see what he bought, oh hell yes, hell fucking yes, you’re so excited you almost throw your phone.

“And Petal,” he starts, waiting for you to look up at him, “I got a few things in my personal collection I can’t wait to show you.”

“More books?” You ask, eyes widening when he shrugs. “Bucky what-what things?”

He winks. “You’ll see.”

stop this is like the cutest thing i’ve ever read

first name basis

in which only you can call bucky by his first name

word count: 1.6k

masterlist

a/n: hi bffs !! hope ur all well <33 thank u to this request for this v fluffy fic <333 hope u guys enjoy ! sorry for any typos :P

It was quiet, the soft pattering of raindrops on the window and the city ambiance filled the Brooklyn apartment. It was somewhat empty, but Bucky had said it was just because he had just moved in. You knew he was lying.

The two of you were sat up with your backs against his headboard, scrolling through channels to find something to watch. He had an arm around you, holding you close to him. You were leaning into him, your head lightly resting on his chest.

“there’s never anything good on anymore” bucky grumbled and you smiled.

“you sound like an old man” you chuckled, taking the controller from his hand and flipping through channels, finally settling on some nature documentary about lions.

“i am 106, you know that right?” He teased you and you rolled your eyes, elbowing him lightly and causing him to groan dramatically. His antics made you elbow him even harder, laughing as he pouted at you.

“oh boohoo” you teased him, sticking your tongue out. Bucky gasped, eyes widening at your actions.

“i cant believe you” he frowned, smiling as he tackled you and caused you to fall over, he pinned your hands above your head, looking at you with soft eyes. “you’re gonna pay y/n” he smiled, peppering kisses all over your face before finally gently placing his lips onto yours.

It was a soft and tender kiss, nothing but pure love and sweetness. The kind that you smile into and blush while your lips are still connected, the kind bucky always wanted.

As the two of you pulled away he wasted no time in pulling you to his side, leaning against his headboard and letting your head rest comfortably on his chest. It was quiet, neither of you speaking and just focusing on the lions on tv, occasionally making comments about how cute the cubs were.

“your middle name is actually Buchanan?” You blurted out, causing bucky to jump a bit. He looked at you confused before nodding his head.

“yeah it is, why?” He smiled at your question as you thought silently.

“dunno, it’s just, Buchanan” you giggled and bucky blushed.

“are you making fun of my middle name?” He asked, trying his best to hold back the smile on his face and you shook your head quickly.

“no! i mean, a little bit i guess” you laughed and bucky smiled brightly at you, loving the sound of your laughter.

“i can’t believe you” bucky frowned and you pouted, moving up to kiss his jawline.

“oh angel, you know your middle name doesn’t change a thing between us” he smiled at your words, loving the way you so easily caved. “tell me your full name” you smiled at him, “wanna hear you say it” you giggled and he rolled his eyes before sighing.

“James Buchanan Barnes” he spoke, his voice smooth as he stared at you, a smile on his face when you hummed.

“James” you spoke, the name rolling off your tongue like it was the most wonderful thing in the world. Buckys heart raced, his face flushed and his stomach was in knots. “you know that’s a lot better than buchanan” you teased, craning your neck a bit to look at bucky.

“say it again” he whispered, his heartbeat in his ears as you looked at him confused.

“that your middle name is ridiculous?” you smiled and he shook his head.

“no doll, my name” his voice was soft, just above a whisper.

“James” you repeated the name, smiling at the bashful smile on his face and the way his face flushed as you spoke his name.

“‘t sounds nice when you say it” he mumbled, his face was hot and you scrambled to sit up, cupping his face with one hand and kissing his lips before speaking up.

“well, how about we toss bucky out the window and i call you james, yeah?” You suggested and he nodded, smiling at you before crashing his lips onto yours.

Bucky didn’t know what it was about it. Maybe it’s because you were the only person since steve to make him feel like himself and not like an ex assassin. Maybe it’s because you helped remind of who he was, not the winter soldier but James Barnes. Maybe it was the way you said his name and it sounded as sweet and smooth as honey. Bucky didn’t know and he didn’t really care much, he just knew he only wanted you to call him that.

“hey guys!” You smiled as you and bucky walked into the compound hand in hand, giving the team a small wave before you and bucky headed into the kitchen.

There was some big game on tonight and the team was having a watch party, everyone gathered into the living room excited as they watched some pregame stuff. You and bucky were working in the kitchen, you had offered to make dinner so you wouldn’t have to pay an absurd amount for some takeout.

The sound of the tv was quieter and you and bucky were quick to take out all the ingredients needed from the kitchen, placing them on the counter. Bucky loved helping you cook so the two of you moved easily together in the kitchen.

Sam and steve walked into the kitchen, smiling as they saw you cooking, the smell of the food in the air.

“you guys need any help?” Sam asked, looking at how easily you and bucky handed things off to each other.

“could you help set the table up? the forks and spoons are over there” you smiled and Sam nodded, grabbing the stack and handing the forks to steve. “James can you pass me some of the salt please?” You asked, not thinking twice, bucky handed it to you with no hesitation.

Steve and Sam were grounded in their spots, shock on their faces as they processed your words.

“did- did you just call him James?” Steve asked, brows furrowed at you. You smiled at him and chuckled, completely confused as to why it was such a big deal.

“yeah, why? I do it all the time” you shrugged your shoulders, bucky had a bashful grin on his face, grabbing some cups and shoving his friends away and towards the table. Steve and Sam looked at bucky as he set some cups down on the table with them.

“so they can call you James but when i do it i get a knife two inches from my face?” Sam spoke crossing his arms across his chest and frowning at his friend. Bucky rolled his eyes, ignoring him and going to get more cups.

“can you tell everyone the foods ready?” You asked bucky, grabbing the plates and placing three filled with food into his arms. He smiled, kissing your temple before heading to the dining room.

“foods ready!” He called out, you could hear the team cheering as they all sat down around the table, excited to eat.

“james can you come get these please!” You called out, everyone whipping their head around to you.

“wh- James? You call him James?” Rhodey scoffed and you looked at him with furrowed brows.

“well yeah that’s his name isn’t it” you laughed and he nodded quickly.

“i called you that one time and you threatened me” Rhodey spoke and bucky blushed, taking the plates from you quickly and rushing to give everyone food so they would stop talking.

“glad to know I’m not alone” Sam laughed, looked at Rhodey, natasha nodded.

“he told me to not call him that” steve frowned and you felt your face heating up.

You were the only one that called him James. You could feel your heart fluttering as you locked eyes with bucky, smile on your face when he walked over to you to get the plates for you and him.

“didn’t know you were so protective over your name buchanan” you teased and he rolled his eyes, the rest of the team already eating and talking amongst themselves after you told them to hurry and eat before the game started.

Bucky smiled and snaked his arms around your waist, leaning down and kissing you softly, the two of you smiling into the kiss before pulling away.

“only like it when you say it doll” he whispered and you blushed, heart skipping a beat as he kissed your forehead and let go of you, carrying the two plates in his hands and leaving you in the kitchen. You but your lip and smiled, following him quickly and eating with the rest of the team.

While steve and Sam cleaned the table up and tony and peppered filled the dishwasher you cuddled up with bucky on the couch, eyes closing when he ran his fingers through your hair.

“i love you” bucky mumbled and you smiled, “love you so much y/n y/l/n” he spoke, kissing the top of your head.

“and i love you so much james bucky barnes” you whispered, placing a soft kiss to his cheek before cuddling back into his chest, eyes fluttering shut.

His stomach fluttered and his heart skipped a beat. Sure it had been thousands of time that you had spoken his name, calling him james in any and every tone. But everytime he found himself blushing and smiley, he found himself wanting to hear you say it again, and again and again.

Maybe it was because you helped ground him. Or maybe it was because you helped him become himself again.

As bucky looked at your breathing peacefully on his chest, drifting to sleep despite the the cheers from the rest of the team he realized why he loved hearing you say his name.

It brought him back home. And home was here, with you.

It was with you and his family as they watched a game together, huddled together and squished into three sofas.