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3 years ago

Warmth of You (Matt Murdock x GN! Reader)

Warmth Of You (Matt Murdock X GN! Reader)

Summary: You're cold, and Matt is warm. That's it.

Warnings: Pure tooth rotting fluff.

Author's note: My house being cold AF this morning and my bestie @what-the-hell from the Horny Hive inspired this lil drabble 😘

New York winters were something you were going to have to get used to. This particular night it was positively frigid, and no amount of blankets, socks, and flannel pajamas could save you from the bitter cold. Your boyfriend Matt was fast asleep next to you, but you were wide awake and shivering.

You felt the bed shift, and then a warm hand on your arm. Matt slowly rolled you over so that you were facing him. Little did you know, he could feel you shivering.

"Sweetheart, c'mere." He whispered as he hugged you to his chest.

"I'm sorry, Matt. It's just so cold. I'm not used to this."

"Shhhhhh. It's alright. You should have told me you were cold." He said before pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"I thought you were asleep. I didn't want to disturb you."

"You're never, ever disturbing me, sweetheart. I'll always keep you warm."

He caressed your cheek and placed a soft kiss there. You snuggled into his embrace and he petted your hair until you fell asleep. Once he heard your heartbeat even out, he finally fell asleep. You were warm and safe in his arms, right where you belonged.

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3 years ago

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2 years ago

where in the hell did you find that

summary: you and eddie have secretly been hooking up and of course, dustin and steve get suspicious that you are hiding something and completely invade your privacy to reveal your secret <3

prompts: “i don’t remember that, that doesn’t sound like me” & “recognize this?” “where in the hell did you find that?”

warnings: mentions of sex, make out sesh, language, not proof read!

*this has been one of my faves to write so far!!!*

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You started hooking up with Eddie Munson behind your friends backs two months ago, and they were starting to suspect you were hiding something from them. You never thought you’d be in a relationship like this with Eddie ‘the freak’ Munson, but when you got paired together for an English project, and he started looking a little too hot, you couldn’t resist.

It wasn’t a classic friends with benefits thing. You had clothes and other miscellaneous belongings at each others houses, and Eddie even brought you lunch and dinner occasionally and you would just talk about life. It wasn’t a dating-type thing, but whatever it was, it worked for the both of you.

Your friends started suspecting you were hiding something a couple of weeks ago, more specifically, nosey ass Dustin and Steve. You were going to meet Eddie for a much-needed night together, and apparently, you looked too happy. It made it more suspicious to them when you wouldn’t say where you were going. You said it was none of their damn business and walked out of Family Video. Not your best coverup.

You were currently laying on Eddie’s couch, only in a bra and underwear, blanket over you, while Eddie was making breakfast in the kitchen, only in his underwear. You smiled at him as you watched him make pancakes, surprisingly good at doing so. He looked up, noticing you staring.

“What?” He questioned, smiling.

“Nothing.” You looked away and stared at the TV. “Wanna watch a movie tonight?”

“Let me guess, 'Sixteen Candles’?”

“Shut up.” You told Eddie, laughing and throwing a pillow at him as he walked over to you. He moved the blanket off of you, wrapping it around his back, then laying on top of you. He placed a hungry kiss on your lips.

“I’m surprised you want to go to Family Video with the way those idiots have been hounding you about your secret double life.” Eddie joked. He placed his elbows on the side of you, rubbing your face and playing with your hair with his hands.

“They think I’m hooking up with some mystery college guy. That doesn’t even sound like something I’d do. They’re so dumb.” You said.

“And hooking up with the school’s biggest freak does?” Eddie questioned.

“That’s not what I meant. And I didn’t think we were only hooking up. It doesn’t feel like that’s all this is. If it was, you wouldn’t be making me breakfast or caressing me right now.” You pointed out. Eddie nodded his head, agreeing.

“When you put it that way, I guess you’re right,” Eddie said, kissing your forehead.

“Why, do you only consider us to be fuck buddies?” You were confused and truly hoping he didn’t think that. You shifted, trying to get up. Eddie moved immediately and let you sit up, grabbing the blanket from him.

“Oh my gosh, no, Y/N! I feel the same way you do! I’m sorry, I didn’t phrase that right I guess.” Eddie pulled you on top of him, he peppered you with kisses all over. You giggled and put your lips on his.

“I’m sorry. You know how I am. Queen of overthinking. Can we just eat pancakes now?” You snuggled into his chest, wrapping your arms and legs around his body. He swiftly picked you up, carrying you to the counter and placing you on it. You giggled and smiled the whole time. He hand-fed you a pancake, smiling like an idiot while doing so. Eddie was completely and utterly whipped. Especially after knowing you didn’t consider your relationship just hooking up. How could you keep getting more perfect?

—-

“Hey, Hair! Can I have 'Sixteen Candles’?” You greeted Steve, him rolling his eyes at your nickname for him.

“Again?” He questioned.

“Not you too.” You slipped out.

“Who else makes fun of you for loving that movie?” Steve inquired.

“My mom does, constantly.” You covered.

“Sure.” Steve gave you a suspicious look and got the movie for you. Before you thought you were in the clear, Dustin came into the store. You groaned quietly, not wanting to hear about your secret life. If only he knew it was with his D&D leader and role model.

“Y/N!” Dustin gave you a side hug. “What have you been up to?” He questioned.

“Nothing much, just enjoying my Saturday. I’m going to watch my favorite movie later with some friends.” You told the young boy. “What about you Dusty-bun?” You asked.

“I just invited the Hellfire gang over to hang out tonight at my house, so I’m getting some horror flicks!” Dustin said, excitement in his voice. You lifted your eyebrows.

“Everyone is going?” You questioned.

“Yeah! You can come too if you want, and you too Steve! But I know you think we are a bunch of nerds.”

“Indeed Henderson,” Steve added, handing you your movie.

“Thanks.” You said quietly. “As for tonight, I’ll let you nerds have a night to yourselves. I’ll see you two later.” You quickly left the store, rushing back to Eddie’s. Leave it to Dustin to ruin your movie night.

When you pulled up to his trailer, Eddie was outside, sitting on the steps.

“Hey, I’ve been waiting for you!” Eddie told you, getting up.

“To tell me that Dustin asked you to hang out and so you’re ditching me?” You laughed.

“You’re not mad?” Eddie pulled you to him, kissing your lips lightly.

“No. I know how much he means to you. You can just come by my house afterward.”

“Sounds like a plan gorgeous.”

——-

It hit ten o'clock when all of the Hellfire members left Dustin’s, leaving him, Steve, and Eddie alone. Yes, Steve showed up after Dustin’s begging.

“Did Y/N seem off to you today? She got weird when you said your nerds were coming over here.” Steve asked Dustin. Eddie flipping him off.

“She’s been weird the last couple of months, dude. She sneaks off at school and on the weekends especially. But yeah, you’re right. Every time Hellfire comes up she gets weird.” Dustin agreed.

“Maybe Eddie scares her,” Steve said, laughing. Eddie sarcastically laughed at the statement. Knowing he very much does not scare you


“We should go check on her. See what’s up.” Dustin said.

“Maybe she just wants some privacy? You two are so fucking nosey.” Eddie told the pair. Steve and Dustin looked at him with blank stares.

“Are you coming or what?”

The three boys hopped in Steve’s car and drove to your house. Eddie couldn’t let them harass you with questions without him there. Luckily, he remembered that your parents went out of town this weekend.

When they got there, you were startled by the headlights but assumed it was just Eddie. When you answered the door and saw Steve and Dustin looking back at you, Eddie behind them, you were very confused.

“Why are you two here?”

“Don’t you mean to ask why the three of us are here?” Dustin picked up on your slip-up immediately.

“I didn’t even see Eddie, sorry.”

“Sure.”

The three boys made their way in, heading towards your room. You prayed there wasn’t anything of Eddie’s visible.

“We wanted to see how you’re doing. We’re worried about you.” Steve explained.

“Seriously? You guys need to stop with that. I am fine!”

“Well just to be sure, let’s watch 'Sixteen Candles’! Even though you probably just got done watching it with friends, right?” Dustin questioned. Gosh, this boy was good.

“They actually canceled. I’ll go make popcorn.”

“I’ll help get drinks.” Eddie followed you out of the room, into the kitchen.

“What the fuck, Eddie?” You whispered.

“They’re mentally deranged! There was no stopping them!” He whisper-yelled back. You took the popcorn out of the microwave and the two of you made your way back to your room. When you entered, Steve and Dustin stood there with huge smirks on their faces.

“What is up with you two?” You questioned. The pair looked at each other and smiled. Dustin suddenly moved his hidden hand out from behind his back, holding a shirt up in the air. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“Recognize this?” It was Eddie’s shirt. Then, Steve held up a polaroid picture of you and Eddie that you took one night while the two of you were very drunk and very naked. Luckily, the photo didn’t show anything.

“Where in the hell did you find that?!” You practically screamed.

“We looked through your dresser,” Dustin said as if it wasn’t a big deal.

“What the fuck?! You two are insane!” You yelled at the pair. You ripped the shirt and photo out of their hands and hid them away once again.

“Let’s move on to the bigger picture
 YOU AND EDDIE?!” Dustin yelled. “I repeat, YOU AND EDDIE?!”

“So what?!”

“It’s Eddie!” Steve argued.

“And?”

“I should’ve known. The first time you saw him at school you mumbled that he could fuck you any time of day.” Dustin told the group.

“I don’t remember that, that doesn’t sound like me.” You said, sheepishly. Kind of embarrassed that Dustin heard you say that, and that he just told Eddie and Steve.

“Yeah, it doesn’t. Which is why I’m very confused.” Steve added.

“Will you two please leave? You’ve done enough for today, thank you. And never go through my shit again. That is so weird.” You told the pair, shaking your head. Dustin had his head down and apologized on his way out, while Steve was glaring at Eddie. When you finally heard the car drive away, you sunk down on the floor, laying there like a dead body.

“I don’t know if I should be utterly pissed or relieved.” You told Eddie.

“I know right. Gosh, I hate them sometimes.” Eddie laid on the floor next to you, planting kisses on your face. “So
” Eddie started.

“So?”

“Since they know we
 Can I take you out sometime? Not that I don’t love our dinners and stuff, but I’d like to make this official
 if you want
” You smiled at Eddie’s words, sitting up immediately.

“You mean it?” Eddie sat up and pulled you closer to him.

“Of course I do. I don’t know if you are aware, but I’m kinda crazy about you. And I would gladly fuck you any time of the day.” Eddie smirked. You got red in the face.

“I’m kinda crazy about you too.” You replied, kissing Eddie.

“Tomorrow we should go into Family Video making out or something, completely making them regret looking through your stuff,” Eddie said, making you laugh.

“Oh, abso-fucking-lutely.”

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3 years ago

can i request a drunk sex with bucky please 👀 with him being dominating and rough towards the reader with some dirty talk or even choking kink 👀👀 thank you

This request has been sitting in my asks for a hot minute and it’s a crime really. I LOVE this. Thank you, anonđŸ˜« I’ve missed doing requests sooo much. I forgot how fun they are. Hopefully, I can get to the rest soon so I can open them back upđŸ™ˆâ€ïž

word count: 3.1k

warnings: smut, angst, use of alcohol, rough sex, dirty talk, choking, breeding kink 

tags: @meetmeatyourworst @greeneyedblondie44 @harrysthiccthighss @sparksforkoo @bemine-bucky @thewritingdoll @buckydaddy @buckysboobs @hallecarey1 @la-cey, @noorreads @floral-recs @ofherscarlettwitchways

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You find yourself in Bucky’s practically bare apartment. Your skin is warm while your eyes swim. He broke out the alcohol to talk over. Catch up and whatnot. But, what started out as a few drinks and light hearted story telling quickly turned into something you knew you both couldn’t avoid for much longer.

As you sit at the small kitchen table, you can feel the frustration, the sadness that hangs between where you sit and the man across from you. Alcohol tends to do that. Makes you bare and open to conversations you most certainly shouldn’t be having while inebriated.

“Where did we go wrong?”

Bucky’s voice is thick, somewhat slurred. A mixture of hurt and the brown liquid he swirls in his glass. Where did you guys go wrong? He genuinely loved you. You loved him. The relationship was full of passion and adventure. It was bliss. Until one day, it wasn’t.

He became distant while you struggled to help him. How could you help someone who didn’t want to help themselves? You suggested he see a therapist, someone who can aid his damaged mind. He blew up. He couldn’t fathom that you’d say such a thing to him. 

It was a mutual breakup. It was clear that it just wasn’t the right time for either of you. You thought a mutual agreement to end things would be easy to move on from. You were so wrong. So, so wrong because he plagues your thoughts day in and day out.

Bucky Barnes is beautiful. His choppy brown hair with those deep, brooding blue eyes is something to be envied. His tiny nose and dimpled chin top everything off perfectly. And that mouth. God, that mouth. His lips are plump with straight teeth hidden behind them. The body he carries is sculpted with ridges and dips that look as if they were carved. Even the scars that surround his vibranium shoulder are laced with an intricate beauty.

He’s caring, smart, and passionate. But, behind all the good that is utterly James is someone who gets sad, angry, paranoid. He’s never been open about his past, but whatever he went through, it clearly fucked him up more than he’ll ever be willing to admit. 

“I’m not sure, Buck.”

“You think you’d ever give us a shot again?”

His eyes are glassy. Full of hope as he looks at you. Clearly he’s thought about this more than once. It makes your heart clench. You don’t know. You can’t possibly know at this moment in time because your mind is foggy and it’s all just too much. 

“Bucky, we should have this talk another time. Maybe when we're sober.” You stand, swaying a bit before searching for your phone in your purse. “I’ll get an Uber. Thank you for the nice evening.”

Before you can even pull up the app, his hand gently takes your phone to place it on the table. Bucky’s standing above you now. Close enough to where his cologne attacks your smell and makes you even more light headed. How you’ve missed his towering body and woodsy scent.

His palm covers your cheek as he angles your head back to look at your face.

“Stay,” he whispers. It’s a simple request. Sleep it off with him. You just can’t get yourself to. You’ve gone this long without seeing him. You can’t afford to screw up your progress. 

Progress. That makes you giggle inside because have you truly made any progress when he’s still all you think about? All you fantasize about on all those lonely nights under the sheets? 

“Stay.” He says again, bending down to trace his nose along yours. You let him, even lean into the warmth of his hand. His lips are close now. He dances them across your pout, his breath mixing with yours. 

“You know we can’t,” you croak.

“We can. One night with me is all I ask. Do you know how much I’ve missed you?”

“Buck-” 

“I miss waking up to you. Miss our late night dancing. Miss cooking for you. Our trips to the museum.”

Tears start to form in your eyes as he continues to ramble off all the things you both used to do, what you each did for each other. “And when I need to get off you’re the only person I think of. I get so hard picturing you underneath me. I miss filling you up every chance I get, doll.”

He’s not making this easy. Not in the slightest. You’ll both regret the sex along with the admissions in the morning. You’ll ruin what little independence you have from him. Can you really go back to crying behind closed doors to the thought of him?

Fuck it. You grab his face, smashing his lips against yours and your tongue instantly finds his. His mouth is just as you remember. Soft, skilled, full of need. His tongue invades your mouth as he frantically pulls your hips against his erection, grinding against you with a moan.

“Fuck me,” you gasp when you pull away. “Fuck me rough, Bucky.”

His demeanor changes in an instant, just like when he’s happy one moment then angry at the world the next. His eyes darken and his grip on your waist tightens. This is what you need. You need to be used, not made love to. You’re scared of what might happen if he’s gentle. A dam will break and it’ll fucking hurt. You may be drunk, but you’re sober enough to know a rough fucking won’t hurt you as much as when he whispers sweet nothings in your ear with soft strokes.

He lifts you on the table, situating himself between your legs as he continues to kiss you fiercely. He’s holding your head in place, biting and sucking your bottom lip until you both taste the faint iron of blood. You gasp into his mouth when you feel his hand slide between your legs.

The only barrier keeping him from your pussy is the panty hose you’re wearing under your skirt. You look into his eyes, spreading your legs apart for him. He watches as you open so beautifully for him, tracking the rise of your skirt intently.

Once you feel him press his fingers against your covered clit, your eyes grow heavy and your head tilts back. Pressure builds in the pit of your stomach when his touch becomes much more firm. The nylon of your stockings creates a sweet friction that has your chest rising and falling rapidly.

Bucky chuckles as he looks at you. “No panties, baby? You came here wanting to get fucked tonight didn’t you?”

His words ring through your head, causing you to grow wetter with each syllable that wicked tongue speaks. He leans over your body, pressing you down onto the hardwood as he brings his mouth to your ear. 

“Tell me how much you missed my fat cock stretching this pretty cunt.”

His breath against your skin has tingles running down your neck. His fingers running over your swollen clit makes your core tighten and release as you chase the pleasure those long digits bring. You can’t think, not when the fire in your belly keeps growing with each flick of his wrist.

When all you do is whine, Bucky’s metal hand finds your throat. He grips your neck tightly, making sure to keep you still as he brings his head up to look down at you. “Tell me,” he spits.

The coolness of his palm against your throat is a complete contrast to the heat of his flesh hand that’s rubbing your desperately wet pussy. You’re trying to keep it together, but a particular motion makes you cry out in desperation. You haven’t been fucked in awhile, ever since you and Bucky parted ways. You’re too sensitive, too hyper aware of what he’s doing to your poor body. Cumming is the only thing on your mind as you hump against his hand.

“I miss your cock, Bucky. My fingers can’t stretch me like you can. Please, please fuck me.”

Your desperation isn’t an act. It’s genuine and he knows this as he smirks at your shaking form. He always did love taking you apart until you were nothing but a heap of overworked flesh. God, does he know how to do it. He’s an expert with your body. Knows everything that makes you beg for more and everything that makes you beg for him to stop because you’re just so tender.

“Cum for me first, baby and I’ll fuck you. You remember how good I used to pound this pussy, don’t you?” His fingers begin to draw tighter circles against your clit. You try to throw your head to the side, but his hand still has you pinned to the table. Those tight circles begin to grow in speed, making your wetness drip from your aching hole and your legs tremble.

“I know you do. I know you remember how far I stretched you, how deep I went, and especially how you cum so hard with something to wrap around.” 

“Oh, fuck,” you gasp, his words going straight to your pussy. You remember it all. Of course you do because he always used to make you feel so good. There wasn’t a day in your relationship where you two weren’t having sex. Neither of you could never keep your hands to yourselves. And now, you have it all back. Have him back even if it’s just for tonight. 

His hand moves from your neck to your hair, retching your head back with a grip that makes your scalp sting so that he can bite and suck at the skin of your throat. Your stomach is tightening, cunt throbbing as your orgasm approaches. Bucky’s mouth assaults your neck, the pain of his teeth is soothed with his tongue. His fingers keep rubbing you, switching directions ever so often which causes you to twitch with each new movement.

You can feel it. The way your skin is buzzing, how your ears begin to ring and how the heat in your core works up your spine. “Bucky, I-” You try to warn him, but it hits you so suddenly that you can’t finish your sentence. Instead, you’re left crying out profanities as your back arches off the table and your hands grasp for any part of his body they can get to.

The heart stopping climax seems to go on forever as he works you through it. He doesn’t stop until you’re twitching and pushing his hand away from between your legs. It’s like you can’t move, can’t think as you lay limp, basking in the high he just gave you. Suddenly, your body is being flipped, face against the wood while your legs dangle over the edge.

Bucky doesn’t give you any time to calm your racing heart before he’s pushing your skirt up past your hips to hook his fingers into your stockings. You feel his fingers dig into the nylon, hear the rip as he tears them at the crotch. The cool air hits your soaked folds, but as soon as you feel the cold, you're engulfed in heat when he presses his member between your lips. 

“So wet, doll. So fucking wet,” he grits, like he’s trying to contain himself. You don’t want him to hold back. You know how feral he can get and you need that unabashed side of him.

“Buck, no more teasing.”

You don’t know how much more of his rutting you can take. His swollen tip keeps grazing your overworked clit, making you keen for more. For something more filling. For the stretch Bucky can definitely give you.

Looking over your shoulder, you see him still fully clothed, much like yourself. You see him focusing on your exposed holes. Suddenly, his eyes snap to yours and with a small smile, he thrusts into you. Your mouth hangs open, body jerking up the table as you try to accommodate his size.

You know perfectly well how endowed Bucky is. How long and thick and pretty his cock is. You remember how it made you feel, how he made you feel. But, when you go without for this long, his girth is something that burns your walls while his tip is dangerously close to kissing your cervix. It’s a pain you welcome fully because fuck does it come with a blinding pleasure that makes you clench onto him as if you want to keep him buried inside you.

His shaky breath fills the air as he slides out, only to thrust into you again. You’re on your tiptoes as your head slumps on the table. Maybe you bit off more than you can chew because all of this is so overwhelming. The emotions, the way he pierces you with pointed thrusts. You try to run away to get just a tiny reprieve, but Bucky isn’t letting up. He won’t let up.

Vibranium fingers grip the side of your face. He slides them into your mouth to jerk your head back up. He’s three digits deep in your throat, making you choke as he bends you back at an angle. He presses his chest against your arched back, lips ghosting over the shell of your ear as he whispers through clenched teeth, “This is what you wanted, slut. You’re not going anywhere.”

Keeping his fingers between your lips, he pounds into you. He’s moving your body against his with his free hand braced on your hip. It’s nasty, the way your spit coats his hand and your mouth, the way his balls slap against your pussy each time he sheaths himself fully inside you, how animalistic his grunts become with each snap of his hips.

You’re dumb for his cock. He fills you so effortlessly. Your walls crave the smooth glide of his shaft while simultaneously needing a break, a breather, something because it’s getting harder to breath. It’s getting harder to stop the cries coming from between his fingers.

In the pit of your stomach, you start to feel that sinking feeling. The one that makes your skin tingle and your core buzz. You’re pulsing around his length. Each time your pussy clamps around him, you can feel every ridge and vein more acutely. It makes the pounding that much better.

“You keep squeezin’ me like that and I’ll fill this tight cunt up,” he heaves behind you.

Yes, you think, fill me up. Your hands fly to his lean waist, holding him against you so he can grind into you instead of pulling out. Just thinking about his cum running down your legs is enough to make that coil in your stomach wind tighter.

“Oh, that’s what you want isn’t it, sweet girl?”

All you can let out is a whine. A desperate, pitiful whine and Bucky knows that’s exactly what you want.

He pulls his metal fingers out of your mouth. You suck in air, catching the  breaths he’s denied you this whole time. He grabs each of your hands from his hips and pins them to your back, making sure you’re completely immobile and compliant.

With one hand holding both of your own and the other shoving your face back down onto the table, he sets an even harsher pace than before. He doesn’t stray far from your channel, keeping a bruising pace as he grinds into you. Tears fall from your eyes as you lay completely stiff beneath him, taking every single thrust he gives you.

“Maybe,” he pants, “I should put a baby in you. Get your stomach all swollen with my kid. Then, you couldn’t leave me. You’d be tethered to me forever.”

He’s talking out of his head as he chases his high, but those words strike something in you. Something carnal and biological that it makes you soak his cock even more.

“Give me a baby.” You cry out, trying to match his thrusts but failing because he’s the one controlling the speed and it’s much faster than you can keep up with.

“I can see you now. How perfect your tits would look, how puffy and sensitive your pussy would get. And your fucking stomach.”

Harder he goes because he’s close. You know he is when he falls on top of you, trapping your arms between his chest and your back. You’re going to cum. His weight on top of you, his words, his fucking hand that sneaked it’s way between your open folds to pet your clit. It’s enough to make you snap.

Your body freezes as your eyes roll in the back of your head, mouth opened in a silent scream until moans finally break through with a stuttered crack. Bucky still doesn’t stop. You beg him to ease up, but he’s not listening. He’s making sure your pussy milks his cock for everything it’s worth. He’s working to give you the biggest load he can.

“So close, baby. Just a few more thrusts.”

You lay there, trembling and sore as you let him find pleasure within you. You haven’t felt this good in a long time. You feel satiated, wanted. Just like old times.

You hear his breathing catch in his throat, feel his dick twitch as his thrusts slow down. He buries himself inside you as far as he can go and with a grunt, he releases himself inside your still throbbing walls.

You feel his cum begin to slide out and around his shaft, soaking his jeans and ruining your stockings further. He doesn’t pull out, doesn’t lift his body off yours. And you don’t dare move, in fear of breaking this euphoric peace.

“I’ve missed you,” he tells you again. You smile when he pushes your hair from your sweaty skin. “Are you okay?”

He’s giving you the once over. The one he always did when the sex got particularly rough. “I’m perfect, Buck.”

Once he knows you’re good to go, he gently pulls out. He keeps you from getting up though, wanting to admire his work as it rolls down your folds. He always loved watching his semen coat the pussy he ruined.

When he’s satisfied with pushing it back inside you, he helps you up. “So, you’re staying?”

“Just for tonight.”

His eyes soften. He’ll take what he can get. “Round two in the bedroom?”

You chuckle at his question. This man is never sexually satisfied. Lucky for him, you’re just as sex crazed as him. And damn him. He knows it too.

Without saying anything, you grab his hand, making the familiar trek to his room at the end of the hall with a tremble in each step. One night, you promise yourself, one night to just fuck him out of my system.

Deep down, you know a night of sex won’t help. What would help is to take Bucky back. And maybe one day soon you will. But tonight, it’s not about rekindling a relationship. Tonight is about sleeping with the man that knows how to play your body effortlessly. Giving yourself over completely to him because you need it. Even if it’s just for the night.

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I’M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND?! đŸ˜©
I’M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND?! đŸ˜©
I’M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND?! đŸ˜©
I’M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND?! đŸ˜©
I’M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND?! đŸ˜©

I’M LOSING MY FUCKING MIND?! đŸ˜©


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