Buying Makeup And Clothes Is Actually Way Better Than Sex.

I need someone to explain to me WHY y/n picks outfits like we are playing EPISODE and RAN OUT OF GEMS!?!!?

i know everyone considers tony to be the fandom bicycle but i would humbly like to offer up:

𓋹 dbf!bucky mmmm 𓋹

𓋹 warnings: fingering, age gap(legal), secret relationship, established relationship, size kink if you squint, oral f!receiving, raw p in v sex(wrap it before you tap it), slight overstim, bucky has a breeding kink, asphyxiation/choking, aftercare,

𓋹 prompt/summary: your parents leave you alone with bucky(your dads best friend) thinking they can trust him with their innocent daughter..

𓋹 ''bucky speaking" - "reader speaking"

𓋹 word count: 1.4k

𓋹 smut under the cut. you have been warned !! - not proofread

you had been incredibly horny recently, so being in a condo, a door away from your family wasnt exactly practical.

you were lying on your bed, trying to make the warmth in your stomach go away with a nap.

you hear a knock at your door, groaning before sitting up slightly. "come in-!"

bucky emerged from the door, dressed in only his swim trunks, his beautiful scars on display.

"hey doll, your parents and i are goin' to the pool, you wanna come?"

your eyes light up at the opportunity of finally being alone, of finally getting some release.

"uh- i actually dont feel too well.. got a headache.." you mumble, hand moving to rub the back of your neck as you look up at him.

his eyebrow raises as he steps closer, clearly skeptical, as his hand moves to your forehead.

he pulls it back after a moment, looking back at you as you swallow.

"guess you do feel a bit hot.."

"yeah yeah uh- im gonna stay back and try and get a nap in.."

he just nods before walking to the door, turning to look at you again.

"we'll be at the pool, dont hesitate to call if you need anything okay sweetheart?"

he mutters as he shuts the door, but he's not stupid, he knows somethings up.

so he walks up to your parents as they get ready to leave.

"'m gonna stay back, she said she's not feelin' well and i dont wanna leave her alone." he mumbles as your dad looks at him with a nod.

"alright, just tell her to get some rest." your dad speaks before he dissipates through the back door, your mother following closely.

at the sound of the door shutting you think youre finally alone, humming as you move your hands under the blanket.

you slide your panties down to your mid-thigh as your finger runs along your already slick folds.

your head lulls back against the soft pillows as you toy with your puffy clit, whining quietly at the sensation.

bucky stands in the living room, eyebrows furrowing as he hears noises from your room.

he knew it.

he travels slowly to your door, trying not to make any noise as he presses his ear to the door.

he feels his cheeks flush at your noises, sending a rush of blood straight to his dick.

he cant help but grip the doorhandle, turning it slowly and peeking through the door.

he almost groans at the sight of you, head back on the pillow, eyes shut as your fingers obviously work at your core under the blanket.

you let out frustrated groans, hips bucking as you chase a release.

he hisses as he palms himself through his swim trunks. watching as you frustratedly work at yourself.

you stop after a moment to let out a groan before looking back up and almost yelp when you see him.

"buck-! i-i thought you were going to the pool!"

"yeah, decided not to.." he groans as he walks in the room, shutting the door behind him and clicking the lock before moving to the bed and standing above you.

you blink up at him with wide eyes as he begins pulling the blanket away from your body.

"shoulda told me if you needed help, sweetheart."

you shiver as the air hits your warm body, his hand moving to your thigh.

“I didn’t want to bother you-“ He interrupts you by brushing his knuckles against your core, his thumb shifting to your clit.

"jus lemme take care o' you baby.." his voice is soft as you nod, head falling back on the pillow with a soft moan.

his bionic arm moves to lift your knees, folding them to your chest as he crawls beneath you.

you whine as his metal arm holds your legs in place, his flesh fingers pulling back from your cunt.

just as youre about to complain you feel his tongue begin lapping at your folds.

you let out a whimper, eyes shutting as your hand tangles in his hair, pulling him closer.

he groans, the vibrations shooting through you.

"taste so good doll.. missed this." he hums as he sucks your clit, eliciting a loud whimpering from you.

you squirm under him, letting out small noises as you feel a knot in your stomach already.

your heart rate picks up, writhing under him more and whining as he pulls away.

"already pretty girl? you really did need help, hm." his voice is low as he crawls up to you.

your legs are still folded to your chest, his flesh hand holds your hip as the other moves to pull his trunks down just far enough to let his leaking tip out.

you whine at the sight, his tip red and angry, beads of precum dribbling from it.

"you ready baby?" he looks up at you as his metal hand wraps around the base, running his tip through your folds and mixing the arousal.

you nod feverishly, whining as his tip breaches your entrance.

he groans, head tilting back as he slides in inch by inch.

your hands at his shoulders, crying out at the stretch.

he fills you to the hilt before bottoming out, pressing his weight against you as he lets you adjust.

youd forgotten how big he was..

he hums as he slowly pulls back, slamming into you with such utter force that makes your back arch, nails digging into his skin.

he almost whines at the feeling of you wrapped around him, sliding in and out over and over again.

his metal hand moves to rub lazy circles over your clit as his pace picks up, his flesh hand lifting your hips slightly to hit you at a deeper angle.

you cry at the feeling, eyes squeezing shut.

"uh-uh, look at me baby. wanna see your face when you cum round my cock.."

he groans as his flesh hand leaves your hip, moving to wrap around your neck as he pounds relentlessly into you.

you nod as your eyes open, mouth stuck open at the feeling of his cock hitting your cervix.

"fuck.. so tight mm?" you only nod in response, lost in pleasure.

you breathe heavily as you feel your climax approaching rapidly, whimpering as your cunt squeezes his cock.

"you tryna milk me baby? want me to cum in you?"

you nod as best you can, trying to hold on longer for him.

"'s okay doll, cum on my cock.." he groans as his pace picks up.

you cry as white hot pleasure fills your body, legs shaking under him.

he continues pounding you, movements steady as a white ring forms around the base of his cock.

"how'd your dad feel if he knew i was here breedin you.? giving you my fuckin babies- mnghh.."

you can't help but whimper at his words, him groaning as his movements stutter.

youre lost in overstimulating pleasure, his cold metal thumb still rubbing at your clit.

"fucckkk.." his hand squeezes your throat as he lands a few final rough thrusts, releasing into you with a growl.

he breaths heavily as he falls against you, cock still buried deep inside you as his hand unwraps from your throat.

you gasp softly as he slowly pulls out, his metal fingers slide through your folds.

you whine at the touch, still so sensitive as two of his fingers slip in your entrance, fucking his cum back into you.

"g'na make you a mommy hm.." he hums as he slides them out, putting them to his lips and lapping at the mixed arousal.

you watch through lidded eyes, feeling as he shifts to let your legs rest against the bed.

his body lies next to yours on the small bed, pulling you against his chest.

you huff as you wrap your arms around his neck, nuzzling into his touch.

"dunno how long your parents are gonna be gone.." he speaks against your hair, kissing the top of your head before pulling away to look at you.

you look at him through lidded eyes, the post orgasmic bliss still hitting you like a train.

a grin spreads across his face as he sits up, leaving you on the bed.

he grabs your panties and lifts your legs, helping you slip them back on before sliding his own trunks back up.

he lies back down and immediately curls you against him again.

"you just rest baby.. i'll tell em you didnt feel good." he hums as he pulls you against his chest, felling your lashes flutter against his chest.

you nod as your eyes shut, breathing softly as your legs tangle together.

our arms wrap around each other as the room envelopes in a comforting silence.

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babydoll ⋆.𐙚 ̊

cw: age gap

He feels like a creep. Plain and simple. Bucky knows that any woman would be considered “younger”, but you just take the cake. He momentarily feels how hot hell is when you delicately push his hair to the side, clipping in into place with pastel beret. The rest of it gathered into a cutesy scrunchie. “Okay, this one is for wrinkles.” You say, clambering onto his lap. His girl isn’t the most graceful.

The bottle makes him grimace, but the feel of your cute butt in his lap makes it tolerable. He has wrinkles older than you—yikes. “It smells.” He grumbles as he feels you rub skincare product into his skin. “It’s supposed to be lilies!” You say lightly patting his cheek. “This is stupid.” He deadpans, he wraps his arms around your middle when you loop your arms around his shoulders. “It’s not stupid, you’ll thank me someday mister.” You chide very seriously, yelping when he smacks your side. It’s not fair, when you pout like that he wants to kiss you senseless. “Don’t call me mister, ‘m not some stranger you little brat.” He grumbles, being particularly gentle as he slides his cool metal arm under your shirt, just over your tummy. “Sorry baby.” You croon, taking the moment to steal a kiss.

His mental crisis is not helped by the pet name. Baby? If anything you’re the baby here, he gives you a look, it makes you laugh. He finds you to be soothing. You’re a modern woman sure, but those little pj’s you have on with your hair all done up in rollers make him remember a simpler time. He’ll deal with the weird glances whenever you two walk down the street together. He’s not embarrassed anymore to pad over and ask you whatever slang word he’s picked up while people watching. Best of all, he’s finally stopped being stubborn about using his reading glasses to read your texts and see all the cute little selfies you send him.

You pat lotion into his skin, and smile at him. He kisses you, scratching you with stubble. It’s a welcomed itch. When you pull away and kiss the tip of his nose he can’t help but squeeze you. You make him want to smother you. It’s the same when you hear a kitten mew or a baby coo. He likes the feeling. He likes you.

a/n: its almost been an entire month LOL anyways… i think dating a woman under the age of 35 would send bucky into crisis mode and make him feel like a total scumbag (๑ᵔ⤙ᵔ๑)

credit to @aquazero for dividers

𓋹 bucky barnes is occupying my mind lately.. 𓋹

𓋹 warnings: smut no plot, fluff, aftercare, praise kink, overstimulation, established relationship, afab! reader, slight dumbification, soft!dom!bucky,

𓋹 prompt/summary: Bucky having so much super soldier stamina so he just keeps going, apologizing and being so sweet to you about it. then takes care of you afterwards.

𓋹 "bucky speaking" - "reader speaking"

𓋹 word count: 420

𓋹 smut under the cut. you have been warned !! - not proofread

"I know baby.." he whispers softly, his hands holding your hips as he has you in a mating press, pounding into you relentlessly.

you're gone at this point. your nails clawing into his back, leaving scratch marks.

you whine at the feeling of him hitting your sensitive walls over and over.

your legs are squeezing his waist.

"takin me so well doll.. 'm sorry.." he whispers sweetly into your ear as he kisses your neck.

you only whine in response, still so out of it.

he lets out a gutteral groans as his thrusts become erratic, slowing as he thrusts one final time spilling into your gummy walls.

he rests his weight on top of you, breathing heavily as he comes down.

your legs shake as you wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him closer.

he can't help but chuckle as he pulls back to look at your fucked-out face, his flesh hand moving to cup your cheek.

"y'so pretty.. so good for lettin' me do this.."

you smile in response, pulling him into a tender kiss before nuzzling into his neck.

"lets get you cleaned up, hm?" he whispers before getting up. he groans as he pulls out of you, his hands moving to spread your thighs apart.

"look so good with me spillin' outta' you.." he speaks softly as he runs a finger through your folds, pushing his finger into your entrance before sliding it out and slipping it past his lips.

you simply whimper at his actions, swallowing shallowly.

he stands up before walking to the bathroom and grabbing a towel before emerging again.

"c'mere sweetheart." he speaks softly as he grips your thigh with his rough bionic arm as his flesh one runs the towel through your puffy folds.

your thighs twitch at the feeling before relaxing as he wipes himself off, throwing the towel in the laundry bin next to your nightstand.

he climbs into bed next to you, wrapping his large arms around you as he pulls you to his chest.

you smile softly as you nuzzle your head against his chest, arms wrapping around his mid-section.

You hum as he rests his chin atop your head, his hand running soothingly up and down your back.

"i love you.." you whisper sweetly against his chest, pulling him closer.

"i love you too, baby. " he whispers back, squeezing you tighter as his hand still runs along your back.

you lie there in comforting silence, eyes fluttering closed as sleep overtakes the both of you.

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thinking ab making my next series an abo themed one where bucky and reader are mates who absolutely hate each other but also cant keep their hands off each other

lots of potential for lots of smut giggles

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