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KINKTOBER DAY 11: Breeding
Summary// ‘take what’s yours’
Warnings// smut, breeding kink, light spit kink, light degrading, use of the words cockslut and slut, kinda baby trapping but also not really, a hint of hair pulling, that might be it
AU// soft!dark!pirate!bucky x f!reader
Note// a little bit longer than the previous ones and I actually like how this one turned out. My summaries are getting worse and worse though bc my brain doesn’t work anymore fbrhdughs
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18+ ONLY MINORS DNI
Your body had grown use to the uncomfortable positions Bucky had managed to bend you in.
Your legs on his shoulders, practically bent in half as he pounded into you. Teeth gritted and muscles tense from the exertion as your hands fumbled to find something to hold onto, gasped out moans tearing from your burning lungs as his hands found yours. Fingers lacing together before he pinned them to the mattress.
“Gonna make a family. Make my little cockslut a momma-“ he panted, beads of sweat formed at his hairline and skin flush as you whined in response. “Full you till your dripping and round- we’d make perfect babies.”
His words weren’t fully registering in your pleasure drunk mind, likely another empty promise that you couldn’t bother to argue with. Not when he was pressing so deep and fucking into the perfect spot that had your thighs quivering, thick cock splitting you open.
Your lips dry from the heaving breaths as you tried to wet them, voice hoarse from the hours he’d had you like this. Holding off on the swirling at his base to have his pleasure in bringing you to a breaking point. One where you’d beg him to stop but still cling onto him and mewl like he was your lifeline. A twisted feeling growing in him at the thought of keeping you full of him- of seeing you round with his child.
Likely one of the reasons he went harder- faster.
You hadn’t thought it possible, your legs being dropped to a more comfortable position on his waist as he gripped your cheeks in metal fingers. Your mouth opening instinctively as he pursed his lips, gathering saliva before spitting it in your mouth and smothering your lips with his in a sloppy kiss. Teeth clanking together from the punishing thrusts as his hips rutted yours.
“My pretty little slut will always be that- mine.” A sick smile curled his lips, goosebumps lining his skin when your shaky hands found their way up his chest and to his long hair. Fingers tangling in it as you blubbered incoherent words, a shift in his hips tensing your body and making your hands tug the sweat dampened strands.
A pleased chuckled mixed with a deep moan rumbled from his chest as you pulled hard in reaction to the feeling rippling through your body, tingles running down his spine from the feeling.
“There ya go, finally getting the hang of it.” He strained from the angle of his head being pulled back. The column of his neck looking as if it was begging to be marked up as you pulled him down to you, latching your lips to his pulse point and sucking harshly on the skin. His vulgar sounds vibrating against your mouth as his warm right hand slipped between your slick bodies to toy with your clit. Your back arching painfully at the overwhelming feeling.
“Gonna fuck a baby into this pretty cunt. Then you’ll always be mine. My permanent little fuck toy.” Bucky grunted, pressing sloppy circles to the overworked nub. His thrusts losing their rhythm. “Whose cock is this?”
Your mumbles were inaudible over the salacious sounds of skin slapping and the wet squelch of your cunt mixed with his deep moans and grunts. His lips brushing over yours before he surged his hips forward, thick tip ramming into a spot that had you seeing stars and his hand going up to grope at your chest. “Answer me.”
“Mine- mine, all mine-“ you cried out, words slurring together from the seemingly permanent fog that had settled over your mind.
“Prove it, claim it.”
“I can’t- I can’t- Bucky, please-“ you pleaded, your fingers slipping down to dig your nails into the skin of his back. The stinging sensation only egging him on as another guttural moan poured from his plump lips.
“Yes, you can. You want that family? Lock me in and take what’s yours.” He demanded, jaw clenched tight and pace faltering.
Your ankles hooked together at the base of his back, heels digging into the spot to pull him impossibly deeper as your frantically rocked your hips against him.
“There ya go, greedy pussy is milking me.” Bucky grunted, head dipping down to bite a mark to your shoulder as his cock twitched in your velvety walls.
Your countless orgasm tore through you like a wild fire. Stealing the breath from your lungs and making your body convulse, walls spasming around his thick cock as your vision whited out for a moment. His guttural moan barely heard over the roaring in your ears as hot spurts of his spend filled you.
Your body was wore out when he slipped from between your shaking thighs. A weak whine pulling from your throat when you felt his middle and ring finger against your cunt, pressing the seed that had seeped from you back into your spasming walls.
“Bucky-“ you started, heavy metal hand pressing just above your pelvic bone to hold your hips down as he fucked his fingers into you. Your overstimulated cunt already clenching around the digits and body fully reacting to the shocks of pleasure.
“You’re gonna make the best momma- give me another and you can go to bed.”
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KINKTOBER DAY 3: SOMNO
Summary// Bucky harsh hours always leave him with a longing that needs satiated
Warnings// smut, somno, use of nickname- peach, cursing, unprotected sex, established relationship
AU// Firefighter!Bucky x F!Reader
Note// summary sucks like always, but that’s nothing new for me 😂
KINKTOBER MASTERLIST
18+ ONLY MINORS DNI
Early morning, late night- Bucky didn’t care what you wanted to call it as he drug his feet out of the station at 3:28am.
All he cared about was being home for the next two days. His three day shift finally coming to an end and the plush bed that held you in it waiting for him.
Shedding his uniform the moment he walked through the front door, he peaked into the bedroom where you slept soundly. Carefully making his way into the bedroom and peeling back the thick comforter to slip into bed. Placing himself over your sleeping form as slowly as he could as to not wake you. Not yet at least.
He remembered the conversation the two of you had about his harsh hours as he caressed your soft skin. Knuckles dragging along your upper arm, remembering he was allowed to take what he wanted and needed whenever he pleased. You said so yourself when you’d caught him fisting over himself to a photo of you in the living room one night when he’d just gotten home.
Even in your sleeping state, you seemed to acknowledge his presence. Shifting to your back and legs falling open, the sight of you so inviting as he gently glided his hands along your legs.
Up your calves and to the soft thighs he just wanted to bury his head between and stay there for the next 48 hours. Feasting on your sweet nectar like a starved man until you begged for him to stop.
The throb of his cock started to become unbearable when he cautiously drug your underwear down. Folds glistening with arousal and calling out for him to devour, clit swollen and needing attention as his tongue swiped over his bottom lip. Skin heating at the thought of filling you until your warm walls spasmed around him.
“Oh, peach. Dreamin’ ‘bout me?” He whispered, fore finger and thumb spreading your slit to have a better view of how needy you were as he pulled the front of his briefs down. Your breath hitching when his swollen tip nudged your clit.
“Buck…” you breathed out, his eyes flitting to your face to see you were still sound asleep. Your slick letting him slip in with little effort.
“‘M right here, baby. Just relax.” Bucky said only a little louder. Gradually pushing in every inch of his cock to soak in the feel of your cunt stretching around him. Accepting everything he had to offer with a relieved sigh as his bionic left hand gingerly lifted the shirt of his that you wore, baring your chest to him.
Buried to the hilt, he slowly pulled out. Watching as your cunt clamped around him as if it were trying to pull him back in, fingers dancing over the supple flesh of your breasts. Tweaking your pebbled buds as he kept a slow pace and pushed back in until his skin was flush to yours.
“Fuck, peach. Drive me crazy.” He huffed out, an almost inaudible whimper passing your lips. Every roll of his hips bringing another pleasured sound from you as his rhythm gradually increased until you were wide eyed and reaching out for him. Your back arching from the mattress and hands gripping onto whatever part of him they could find.
“Bucky- oh, god- please- don’t stop-“ you keened, a proud grin spreading across his sharp features. Angling his hips to fuck into the rough patch that sent you over the edge, your nails curling into the skin of his thigh bringing a pleasurable sting as your mouth fell open in a silent cry.
His lips crashed to yours, twitch of his cock not registering with you as he spilled into you. Slowing the rock of his hips and slipping out of you despite the whine that muffled against his lips.
Letting out a content sigh as your arms went loosely around his neck and ankles hooked at the base of his back, Bucky grazed his lips against your jaw. Satiated and exhausted as he let a little bit of his weight rest on you. “I’m fucking addicted to you, peach.”
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KINKTOBER DAY 4: MIRROR SEX
Summary// Anyone looking in would view it as a hook up, even if there is more to it
Warnings// smut, mirror sex, lil bitta praise kink, use of nickname- love, cursing, unprotected sex, kinda established relationship?, feels (i always gotta add in some feels),
AU// College!Bucky x F!Reader
Note// I actually really like this one. Not as much as day 5 (tomorrow 👀), but I like it
KINKTOBER MASTERLIST
18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI
Hook-up
That’s what you would be considered to Bucky from anyone looking in. Just a hook-up.
Someone he could take to parties and spend the rest of the night with his cock buried inside of.
Even if he waited outside your dorm building every morning to get coffee together on the way to class, or spent long hours at the library when you’d be stressing over an exam you’d forgotten about.
But, you couldn’t blame them. There wasn’t a title or any type of hold on each other. Both of you could see anyone you wanted, you just didn’t.
Bucky made it hard to even think about seeing anyone else.
Especially when he had you like this- with your head lulling forward and fingers curling against his disheveled sheets. The feverish drag of his cock and hands gripping your hips making it hard to focus on anything besides the way he made you feel.
“You’re so perfect, love.” He grunted in your ear, arm wrapping around your chest to pull your back against his sweat slicked chest. “Just look at how beautiful you are taking my cock.”
You whined in response at the sight in the large mirror he’d placed at the end of the bed, the sound barely audible over the thumping music from the party his roommate was having down the hall of the apartment. “Keep looking, baby. Wan’ you to see how good you make me feel.”
A louder moan ripped from your throat when his fingers toyed your clit. Flicking over it and pressing deliberate circles as you rocked back against him, eyes locked in on the way he looked in the mirror.
Hair mussed from the build up, jaw slack as he surged his hips forward again and again, and skin shiny with the thin layer of sweat. Your eyes flicking down to where your bodies met as his thick cock split you open. Stretching you out in such a delectable way.
“Bucky-” you whimpered, the bubbling pleasure in the pit of your stomach becoming too much as you reached your hand back to tangle in his messy hair. “Feels s’good…” it was almost a sob as your fingers dug into the meat of his thighs, his moans vibrating against your back.
“I know, love. Give it to me, can feel your pretty cunt milking me.” Bucky purred, cupping your breast with his free hand as his fingers continued to work at your clit.
Your body tensed and legs quivered when his bulbous tip fucked into the rough patch at the back of your cunt, hot mouth leaving sloppy kisses along your shoulder as you rocked your hips back with every snap of his hips. Chasing the euphoric feeling you only seemed to find in Bucky.
A dull ringing started in your ears before he urged your upper body forward again, barely catching yourself on your forearms when his fingers dug into the swell of your ass. Pulling you back and pushing you forward as the fog coated your mind, walls spasming around his cock when you released around him.
“Look at us, baby. We’re fucking perfect.” Bucky’s gruff voice said through the roaring in your ears, eyes flitting up to see the devilish smile curling his lips. Perfectly defined abdomen and arms flexing with each harsh surge of his hips as he worked you through the mind blanking high.
“Gonna make me come-” You opened your mouth to answer, instead only able to reply with a series of gasped out moans and whines as he fell forward. Hands planted firmly beside yours as his pace went to a rough grind against the swell of your ass. Swollen head pressed tight to a sweet spot that had your eyes rolling back as another orgasm crested higher and higher. His name a dying chant jumbled in with inaudible profanities.
“Ah- shit- shit- I fucking love you.” He choked out when he coated your walls with his spend. Trying to reply but being cut short when the tightening cord in your lower belly snapped again. Stealing the air from your lungs and making your body tremble as his hips moved at a languid rhythm, carefully riding the aftershocks that sparked in both of you.
Letting your heavy lids close for a moment, you felt his warm breath fanning your shoulder. Lips grazing along the skin with featherlight kisses as he slipped out of you with a content hum.
You reached a hand behind you to feel for him when he leaned away, not wanting him to sneak away to join the party so soon.
“James,” you murmured, his fingers wrapping around yours before he pressed a tender kiss to your knuckles. “Gimme a few minutes and I’ll come with you.”
“Oh, we’re not going anywhere, love. Not done with you just yet.”
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KINKTOBER DAY 7: Thigh Riding
Summary// “Use me, I’m all yours”
Warnings// thigh riding, cursing, I think that’s it, this one is pretty short
AU// Bestfriend!Bucky x F!Reader
Note// I’m slowly getting caught up 😅 sorry it’s short and not really proof read
KINKTOBER MASTERLIST
18+ ONLY MINORS DNI
You weren’t sure what had gotten into you.
What had made you straddle your best friend’s lap and kiss him like he was your lifeline.
But, it felt right. Perfect even.
His strong jaw cradled in your fingers, lips pillow soft against yours in the deep kiss and hands holding your hips, not daring to slip under the skirt you wore- no matter how bad he wanted to.
Maybe it had been the look in his eye as he told you about how much he enjoyed the lunch you two had just had at a new restaurant down the street, or the way his shirt fit so perfectly around his thick, solid frame.
Though, Bucky didn’t stop you. He didn’t want to.
Even when he shifted you around to press his thigh against your heated core, a barely audible whimper passing your lips when you rolled your hips. Stopping you was the last thing he wanted to do.
Your dress now bunched at your waist, chest bare to him as you shamelessly rocked against his jean clad thigh. Moaning into his mouth as your fingers went just under his shirt to feel his tensing muscles.
“You’re so fucking beautiful like this. Makin’ a mess on my thigh.” He murmured against your lips, swatting at your backside as he bounced his leg. Your fingers skimming over the straining in his pants as he groaned, low and deep in his chest.
“Fuck, Bucky- feels amazing.” You whined, fingers digging into his shoulders. Blown pupils watching your slick soak his jeans as your movements grew needier. Wanton moans and pants filling the air as you palmed him through his pants. “S’close-“
“Let it go, baby. Use me, I’m all yours.” He cooed, cock twitching in its confinement as his lips went to your neck. Your fingers taking through his hair and pace going frantic, chasing after the bubbling pleasure as your body tensed and trembled with your orgasm. Cold and warm hands sliding up your back as he hummed against the skin of your neck. “Atta girl, pretty pussy is soakin’ my thigh.”
You continued to palm him through your orgasm, his hips starting to lift from the couch cushions and hands holding you closer.
“S-shit-“ he hissed, the friction from your hand sending him over the edge as his cock throbbed against the seam of his jeans. His spend creating a wet spot as your nails drug across the rough material. “I’m sorry. It’s been awhile for me.” He mumbled as the ring in your ears started to die down.
“It’s okay, Buck. It happens.” You said with a warm smile. Arms going tight around your waist as he stood, taking you with him.
“I’ve got plenty more left in me. If you’re ready for that sunshine.”
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I know damn well I used the “we’ve been trying to reach you about your cars extended warranty” line in a fucking fic. WHERE. IS. IT.
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I miss my old power company. The one where my bill was only like 150-200 tops. The way it ripped out a piece of my soul to have just hit “pay bill” on a SEVEN HUNDRED AND THIRTY EIGHT (738) DOLLAR electric bill is un-fucking-real. My electric bill is more than my fucking house payment.
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To shove my tongue ring back through, to not shove my tongue ring back through.
Or whatever the fuck Shakespeare said.
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Navy- everything you write makes me swoon and it’s not FAIR
Jawbreaker
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Summary: Bucky put a mouthy rookie in his place.
Word Count: Over 800
Warnings: Established relationship, mention of injury, misogyny, punching, slight feels (it's me), Bucky Barnes defending you (he's a warning, okay?).
A/N: I'm dedicating this to @whisperlullaby , who got to read this in advance, because she deserves this man (along with the rest of you). ❤️Written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Comments, reblogs, feedback are loved and appreciated!
A small part of Bucky felt bad as he idly wiped his hand with a towel. A very small part.
He didn’t want people to fear him because of his past and he refused to let it define him. That meant that he tried his best to avoid violent tactics unless absolutely necessary.
But today, well, fuck that. The fucker had it coming.
Steve stood in front of him, his blue eyes narrowed as he waited for his best friend to acknowledge him.
Oh, Bucky expected some sort of reprimand, but he was sure Steve would change his tune in a minute or so.
“You gonna ask me what happened, punk, or glare at me until I talk?” He asked, tossing the towel away.
The blonde huffed out a laugh, but he didn’t look amused. “Why did you break that rookie’s jaw?”
Bucky tilted his head. “What’s the phrase? He fucked around and found out.”
You would’ve been proud of him for that reference.
Steve shook his head when Sam burst out laughing a few feet away. “Sam, please,” he begged, though his mouth twitched like he was trying not to smile. “What did the guy do?”
A bitter taste flooded Bucky’s mouth as anger coursed through his veins again. He inhaled as he thought of your sweet smile and soft touch before he exhaled, the storm inside of him calming.
“Buck, you gotta tell us something,” Steve urged, needing some sort of information to try and do some damage control.
The brunette straightened up to look his friend in the eyes, wanting him to see the fury beneath the cold mask. “He told my girl to throw an apron on and get back in the kitchen when she went to spar.”
You, one of the most capable agents Bucky had ever known.
You, who had shown nothing but kindness to everyone, even when they didn’t deserve it.
The person Bucky was lucky enough to call his other half. His better half.
And some asshole rookie had the gall to treat you as if you didn’t belong there with the rest of them.
Sam was no longer laughing. Steve’s jaw clenched in understanding.
Bucky swallowed, that fury threatening to surface again as he remembered the hurt that filled your eyes at the comment. “You know I’d support anything she wants to do, whether that’s working or staying at home. It doesn’t give some prick the right to make her feel bad for her decision.”
“You know I don’t like bullies, but breaking his jaw?” Steve questioned. The guy deserved it, but did the punishment actually fit the crime?
“When she walked away, he said to come back when she was ready to see what a real man could do for her,” he said, the words coming out like a snarl.
The way you tensed up, fear and disgust flickering on your face, he didn’t think. A switch inside of him went off and he swung.
The fucker was lucky that all he got was a broken jaw. He could’ve done so much worse.
And it wasn’t that you couldn’t defend yourself because you could, but you shouldn’t have to put up with garbage like that.
A cracking sound echoed in the room before he realized he crushed the armrest of his seat. “Fuck. I’ll pay for that,” he mumbled, kicking a bit of the broken piece with his boot. “Can you just tell me how much trouble I’m in so I can get back to my girl?”
He didn’t care if he they suspended or even fired him as long as he got back to you.
The room stayed silent before Sam mused, “Technically, what the rookie did counts as harassment.”
Steve nodded. “And I’m sure Nat can persuade him not to sue for the injury he received,” he added, pinching the bridge of his nose. “We’ll take care of it, Buck. Just. No more breaking jaws, okay?”
“When it comes to my girl, I make no promises,” Bucky smiled, his heart racing at the thought of you. “And maybe he’ll think twice before he opens his mouth again.”
“The damage you did, I don’t think he can open his mouth at all,” Sam mumbled.
Bucky’s phone went off before he could comment, his heart swelling as he read your text. He had to bite back a groan, too.
“Thank you again, Jawbreaker. I love you and I’ll be on my knees waiting for you.”
You wanted to thank him not just with words, but with your body and heart. It all belonged to him, like he belonged to you.
And he didn’t need to tell Steve and Sam what the message said since it was just for the two of you. “Love you, too, baby. Nothing to thank me for, but I’m on my way. Be ready.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Maybe we'll see how you "thank" Bucky down the road. Love and thanks for reading! ❤️
Masterlist ⚓ Bucky Barnes Masterlist ⚓ Ko-Fi
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I liked how you think you were sneaky there—
Congrats on getting married!!!
Thank you!
And to think he was a hook up 😂
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List of Vocal Sounds for Smut
I present to you a - probably quite incomplete, I’m sure I’m missing a lot of speech sounds - reference list and a bit of a guideline for the different ways one can describe the sounds your characters make whilst writing smut. I’ll definitely be referring to it, because I sometimes get stuck on exactly how to describe a particular noise. (aka, “he can’t groan again, he just groaned last paragraph”)
Sounds (noun, both independently and describing speech): breath/breathe, gasp, moan, groan, pant, whimper, whine, shout, yelp, hiss, grunt, cry, scream, shriek, sob, growl, curse, sound, sigh, hum, noise, squeak, snarl, howl, roar, mewl, wail, choke, keen, purr
Sounds (noun, describing speech): rasp, husk, drawl, plea, murmur, whisper, beg
Descriptors (adjective): loud, hushed, quiet, low, high, high-pitched, little, tiny, soft, deep, unrestrained, restrained, strained, breathy, rough, sudden, short, drawn-out, sharp, harsh, hard, thick, smooth, thin, heavy, impassioned, insistent, hungry, passionate, repeated, filthy, debauched, sweet, slow, deliberate, guttural, languid, surprised, husky, distracted, happy, pleased, satisfied, wordless, cut-off, bitten-off, contented, hoarse, extended, long, depraved, aching, choked, strangled, broken, helpless, shuddering, shaky, trembling, urgent, needy, desperate, wanton, shattered, pained, eager
Combine a descriptor and a sound for best effect - for example, “needy moan,” “pleased hum,” or “sudden scream.” You can even use two: “low, rough grunt,” “sweet little cry,” “desperate, filthy noise,” as long as you don’t repeat a word that means the same thing, unless you really want to emphasize it. Avoiding repetition is pretty key here. You don’t usually want to say “hushed, quiet gasp” except on rare occasions when it’s very important how soft the sound was.
Use your own common sense, as well; some sounds and descriptors don’t generally work well together. “Deliberate shriek” probably wouldn’t work well, and neither would “languid grunt,” but again, this is all very situational - play around! Have fun.
Feel free to add to my lists, use for your reference or pass them around. It would be fun to see a randomized generator made, too, I’m just too lazy to do it myself. ;)
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Lil update:
I had oral surgery and that shit on top of having an infant took every ounce of energy I had
I am still writing but have yet to fully finish anything bc I get bored quickly or there’s a part I get to that I can’t figure out how to write so I give up (trying to get out of that habit but it’s tough)
We got the kitten I had posted a while back and named her ✨Clawmydia✨
I got married a couple months ago 🤭
I’m really hoping to figure out how to write the beginning of this long-ish fic so I can post it
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I’ve suddenly forgotten how to write the beginning of a fucking fic.
The entire damn thing is done besides the beginning like wtf
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Thinking ab mafia!bucky and receptionist!reader.
But different than when I wrote them before.
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Brandon is having a moment of “do I, don’t I” and after a few minutes of silence this dude looks me in the fucking soul with tears in his eyes and says “but his dick is big.”
I’m kicking him out.
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