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Dangerous (Bucky x fem OC)

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Prompt: Bucky is a mobster type of dude and that leads to some trouble, he fixes it at the expense of some hot soup and gets it on with his wife.

Note: The wife’s name is never mentioned, he calls her belle in it one time but he means it as in beauty not a name!

Warnings: violence, burning, fighting, guns, OC gets held at gun point for a brief moment, then smut, breeding/cumming in her, unprotected sex, oral (female receiving), multiple orgasms, mild dirty talk, fingering, and fluff!

Bucky's line of work was dangerous, of course.

They both agreed when he told her that it was dangerous, that he would do everything in his power to keep her out of it and to keep his work life private.

They both agreed that as long as Bucky wasn't too careless with who he brought home she was safe.

Until, of course, that was no longer true.

Bucky had been gone for a few days, he told her that he was going to be away, just out of the city to handle some business, someone did them dirty and they had him pinned.

he didn't take his phone with any of her contact information in it, he had it memorized for this exact purpose.

On this night she had all the doors locked, the windows locked and curtains drawn. The TV was playing quietly, Buck was supposed to be home any time now, he knocked a certain way so she knew it was him and to unlock the door

She was at the stove, hand on her hip and her other holding a spoon as she stirred a stew she had been working on all day. She put the spoon down when she heard a familiar knock, a smile breaking out as she wiped her hands off and ran to the door, waiting for a brief moment to hear the knock again.

When it came she opened the door, ready to see her husband after what seemed like forever.

What she saw, however, was not the loving face of her darling husband. Rather, an unfamiliar man, a gun already pointed at her face. She gaped, her smile falling as she backed in, letting the man inside without question.

Bucky told her to stay calm if she was ever discovered, to not show weakness otherwise they would use it against her, they were heartless and would do anything to break him.

She felt her heart pounding as he shut the door behind him, she backed her way into the bright kitchen and he wordlessly gestured to the chair at the dinner table. She glanced down at it before pulling it out and taking a seat. She sat with her hands folded in her lap and held eye contact, she felt like she was trembling violently but when she glanced down she was stone steady.

"Where is he?" The man said, his voice low and strong.

She looked up at him, blinking a few times and licking her lips.

"I don't know, he left several days ago. He didn't tell me where."

"You're lying, aren't you?"

"No sir, I'm not. I don't know where he is."

"You're fucking lying to me." He repeated, he held his gun by the barrel and hit across her cheek with it, her head flew to the side as the pain shot through her.

Despite this she didn't make a sound, she just looked up at him and tensed her jaw.

"Tell me where he is!" The man was angry, his nostrils flared and his lips drew down at the sides. He put the gun in his waistband and grabbed her jaw, crouching down to be eye level with her. She maintained eye contact, breathing heavy and pursing her lips.

"I told you, I don't know." Her voice was even, though her throat felt like it was closing.

He stood up, bunching his sleeves above his elbows and slapping her other cheek hard enough to make her head swing to the other side.

"Why are you protecting him? I don't like hurting a pretty face like yours but you keep fucking lying to me." He grabbed her jaw again, squeezing tight and making her look at him.

"I'm not protecting him, if I knew where he was I would tell you. Simple as that."

As she said this she very faintly heard the sound of the doorknob turning, she glanced for just a moment around, including over the man's shoulder who had his back to the front room.

He clearly didn't hear, nor notice her breaking eye contact.

"Look, beautiful. Tell me where your husband is and I promise I'll take real good care of ya, I'll make sure nothin' bad happens to ya and I'll keep a real close eye on ya." He said softly, smiling and acting as if he were comforting a small child.

The change in behavior was strange, he went from beating her to... protecting her?

"You won't have to do that, asshole."

The familiar voice made her heart soar with relief. The man turned around just as Bucky got up to him, grabbing his collar and turning him around to slam him into the wall by the doorway.

The man groaned as his head slammed into the drywall, pulling his head up to look at Bucky, then over at her who just smiled sweetly. She had a strange excitement coursing through her at the sight of seeing this up close.

"What the fu-"

Bucky used his free hand to slap the man across the cheek, then drag him off the wall and slam him against the kitchen counter.

"You do not fucking touch her, do you fucking understand?" Bucky shouted in the man's face, slamming his head against the cabinets above the granite counter.

The man seemingly gathered himself and grabbed Bucky's arm, trying to push him off. Bucky, however, only slammed him again before shoving him down against the counter, knocking the pot off the stove and pressing the side of the man's face against the hot stove.

The scream the resounded made her shiver, then take a deep breath and slowly stand up. She enjoyed the fighting but she didn't want to see how this would end.

"You owe me money in the first place." Bucky said as he snatched the poor man's body away, throwing him on the ground. She could see the blister's forming on his cheek already as she went to the back bedroom.

An hour later the house was silent, she sat on the bed with her legs crossed, scrolling through her phone. She tuned out the fighting and held her breath.

The door opened and she looked up to see her husband, panting heavily with his shirt torn, hair completely messed up, with bruises on his face.

She was about to get up to look at his injuries but he beat her to it, shutting the door behind him as he walked to the bed.

"My Belle..." He said softly, his voice much nicer and calmer than before.

He held her face with a much softer grip, thumb brushing over the deep cut on her cheek from the man's gun.

"What happened, doll? What did he want?" He asked as he looked over her entire face, then inspected her arms and exposed skin for any other wounds.

"He knew the knock we agreed on... I don't know how but he did, and so I opened the door thinking it was you and he held me at gun point. I... I don't remember everything, I just remember him hitting me, then hearing the door open and then you came in." She replied quietly, her hand holding his metal one and gripping it tight. She took deep breaths as she finally relaxed, knowing he was okay now.

"I should've killed him, nobody should have known that. I don't know how he did. That means they bugged this place. Me and the guys will check this place top to bottom to find everything, I don't know how anyone even found this place." Bucky sighed, his hand now curling around the back of her neck to bring her head forward, leaving a lingering kiss on her forehead. "I'm so sorry I let this happen, I knew I shouldn't have been gone that long." He said with a frown, closing his eyes as he pressed his forehead to yours, his most common form of physical affection.

"No, Bucky. You aren't to be blamed. If you hadn't shown up when you did who knows what would've happened... You possibly saved my life today, Buck." She replied, a gentle hand coming up to cup his cheek, her thumb stroking over his faint stubble.

Bucky went to argue but she shushed him before he could say anything, tilting her head back just a bit to lean up for a kiss, her eyes closing as their lips met.

She felt his breath catch as they kissed, he slowly crawled onto the bed over her and she leaned back, smiling against him despite the soreness in her cheeks.

"I love you so much, you're so good to me." He whispered against her lips, the kiss grew desperate as the couple continued for a while.

She hummed quietly, mumbling a soft "I love you too" while her hands untucked his shirt and slid under the fabric.

Bucky grinned and pulled away from the kiss, leaning down to kiss along her jaw, then down her neck. Her chest heaved as he kissed lower, sucking multiple dark bruises into her skin as he worked on pulling her shirt off, pulling off of her completely to take the fabric off and throw it to the side. She frantically unbuttoned his shirt, her hands shaking a bit from all the emotions that surged through her all at once.

"Princess, slow down. You're trembling." Bucky said with a quiet laugh, drawing her eyes up to his cool blue ones.

She nodded, taking a deep breath and pausing her movements, she recollected herself and smiled.

"I love you, Buck." She said quietly, his eyes filled with adoration as she said that, despite having heard it already it still made him so happy to hear it again.

"I love you too, doll. I don't know what I'd do without you." He replied, he sat up and took off his shirt, finishing the last few buttons and throwing it to the side. She immediately had her hands on him again, wrapping around to feel the strong muscles in his back. She had missed him these past few days and after today she just wanted to love him and make sure he knew he was loved.

"You treat me so good, missed you so much." She whispered, her head laid back against the bed as he kissed between her breasts, she hadn't worn a bra that day and she was thankful for it.

She felt Bucky's breath puff against her skin as he left more bruises, delighted that he got to come home when he did, otherwise who knows what could've happened.

Bucky kissed lower, hands gripping the waistband of her leggings as he moved down. She raised her hips when he gave them a firm tug, allowing him to pull them off and toss them to the floor as well.

"Missed you, missed this, missed everything about you. Thought about you constantly." He whispered against her skin, she shivered at the feeling and her hands combed through Bucky's soft hair, giving an encouraging push down as a wordless plea.

"Bucky..." She whispered, biting her bottom lip and glancing down at him.

The man looked up at her with a grin before sliding down the last inch, maintaining eye contact as he lowered his face between her legs, his tongue out and immediately lapping over her clit.

The sensation was warm but her entire body shook, her fingers clenched in his hair as he began to stroke the sensitive nerves. His metal hand gripped her plump thigh, squeezing gently while his other hand crept between her legs as well.

She hadn't felt this in what seemed like ages, her hips rolled up against his face as he continued to eat her out, dipping down to eagerly fuck his tongue into her before coming back up to suck on her clit.

As he stimulated with his tongue he eased two fingers into her, groaning at the beautiful sound she made, a soft and breathy whine, barely audible. She never really made much noise, shy of her sounds.

Bucky's fingers curled against her g-spot, then pulled back, then pushed back in to curl against her g-spot again.

The intense pleasure made her really moan, her eyes squeezing shut for a moment before cracking open so she could look down at Bucky who had closed his eyes so he could focus on pleasuring his wife.

And pleasure he did.

She was rolling her hips up to grind against his tongue, then pushing them back down to fuck back against his fingers, this cycle kept going, her entire body was hot and she was whimpering.

Bucky sat up to look at her with a smirk, his mouth and the area around it glistening in the dim light, she lifted her head to look at him, dizzy from the pleasure. He kept his fingers continuously rubbing against her sweet spot, she still whined in the back of her throat.

"Did you want something, love? All you gotta do is say so." Bucky said with a brow raised, his head tipped to the side.

She pouted, her lip sticking out at his words. She was so shy in the bedroom and didn't really speak too often.

Bucky wasn't letting up, however, he held eye contact as he teased her, putting light pressure on that spot but never enough to throw her over the edge nor pull her back from it.

"Buck... You know what I want please?" She whined, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth and trying to grind her hips against his hand.

"I know what you want, I just wanna hear you say it." Bucky said with a smirk, lowering himself down as if he were going to continue what he had started, instead he just fanned his breath over the area, close enough for her to know he was there but too far for her to grind up like she desperately wanted to.

Bucky whispered words of encouragement, reminding her to tell him if he was going too far. She loved the embarrassment from this treatment, knowing he wanted to hear her made her happy, and his words of praise and love made her even happier.

"Come on, beautiful, I know you can." He said softly, he was toying with her and the pressure was building, she felt so ready but knew she couldn't, and if she did get just close enough he would always slow down to a crawl.

"Please... Bucky, wanna cum... Want you to taste me..." She whimpered finally, Bucky grinned and nodded, his metal hand grabbed one of her hands and locked their fingers together as he leaned closer, pressing against the g-spot and suctioning his lips around the clit once more.

She cried aloud at the sudden onset of pleasure, gripping his hand as if her life depended on it, her other hand pulling at his hair so hard she knew she ripped some out by mistake.

Bucky managed to keep up with her movements despite her hips thrusting erratically and jerking against him. He groaned as he felt her walls tighten around his fingers and he tried his best to keep thrusting them against that spot despite her tensing so much.

She finally sucked in a large breath, chest heaving and head lolling back, her body relaxed and Bucky chuckled, sucking his fingers into his mouth, then carefully leaning a bit further to gather the juices she had created, smiling when he heard her small gasp at the feeling.

Bucky pulled away and wiped his lips, looking down at her while she gathered herself.

"You're so beautiful, always so beautiful." He said softly, leaning over her and cupping her bruised  cheek as she calmed herself.

She looked over at Bucky, or rather, through him really, her eyes were glazed over and tears had gathered from the sheer intensity. Bucky laughed a bit as he gently swiped his thumbs under her eyes.

"Babe did you even cum while I was gone?" Bucky laughed, she made a small grunt and shook her head, blinking a few times and smiling a bit.

"I wanted to wait until you got back... Worth it." She said softly, leaning up to capture Bucky's lips on hers. He happily went with it, one of his hands tangling in her hair while his other worked on his pants, getting them undone and pushed down to his thighs. He pulled away and stood up to take his pants off, leaving them in a heap on the ground.

He leaned over their nightstand and opened it, searching through the items in it.

"Want you to cum in me this time..."

Bucky's head snapped up at that, eyes wide and mouth gaped.

"You... What?"

She turned her head to look at him, eyes wide and cheeks red.

"I... I said I want you to cum in me."

If Bucky could've gotten harder, he would've. He broke into a grin and climbed back on her, wrapping her legs around his waist.

She laid back, biting her lip and taking a slow breath, Bucky grabbed one of her hands again and used his other to slide himself into her.

The intense heat made him freeze completely, his eyes fluttering. He leaned over her and kissed along her shoulder. His breath came out shaky and uneven, his muscles tensed as he filled her.

She let out a quiet moan at the familiar feeling, eyes falling shut and hand gripping his.

"You always feel so good, so warm, love being inside you." Bucky rambled as he picked up a slow pace. "Always so perfect, everything about you so perfect." He mumbled, biting on her shoulder as he grunted, voice raising at the very end.

She grinned, proud she could reduce the most infamous man in their state to a flustered mess.

She swallowed her pride, leaning her head back and holding the back of his head.

"You feel so good, Buck. So deep in me, dunno what I'd do without you here." She whined, voice high pitched and ending in a moan as Bucky hit all of the right spots.

"You sound so beautiful, missed your voice while I was gone, missed your cute fucking moans." Bucky groaned, stopping to suck another bruise onto the side of her neck.

She just whimpered at that, gasping when he changed his angle just slightly and thrust faster.

Bucky moaned as well, gripping her hand as if she was his life line. She squeezed his as well and pulled on his hair, pulling him up for a passionate kiss. Bucky grunted and his other hand slid between them to rub at her clit, the one holding her hand balancing him. She gasped again, the noise trailing into a drawn out moan.

The fact that she very well could have died this evening if it weren't for this man right here hit her suddenly, her chest seizing for a second as she reeled at that thought.

All at once she grew desperate to make him cum, squeezing her walls around him and moaning at the sudden full feeling she got all over again.

The sensation made Bucky choke on his own spit, his hips jerking hard into that tight squeeze. He pressed his forehead to hers, taking slow breaths despite his quick thrusts.

"C'mon, babe. Wanna watch you cum, wanna know I made you feel good." She pleaded, voice quiet and encouraging as she watched his face contort in pleasure.

His entire body was hot, he felt so shaky in this moment as his love for her overwhelmed him. He saved her today, he knew that mans intentions were not to let her go free.

They came together, hers wasn't as mind blowing as it was at first but she was also forced out of her immediate stun from her orgasm by the sound Bucky made as he pressed in balls deep.

Bucky whimpered out loud as he came, his eyes squeezing shut and body seizing as he pushed into her completely, his hand faltering on her clit.

She grinned, her free hand sliding down to grab Bucky's ass, squeezing the tense muscle there and biting her lip. His cheeks were a dark pink and a bead of sweat rolled down his temple as he emptied his load in her canal, finally taking a deep breath and allowing his eyes to flutter open.

Bucky slowly pulled out, pausing if he saw her wince, then he sat back on his knees and watched as his cum leaked out of her. The sight made him blush again, a smile breaking out as he watched it.

"You're so beautiful, fuck I mean that." Bucky panted, looking between her eyes and her hole.

"Let's go shower, Buck. I missed you." She said softly, her cheeks red from all of the praise and the fact that she could feel the cum leaking out.

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"I'm so proud of you, by the way. You did exactly what I always told you to do if that ever happened." Bucky smiled, pulling her to his bare chest as the water rained on her back.

She went to speak but instead closed her eyes and took a deep breath, smiling and kissing Bucky's scar line on his chest.

"I don't know how you stayed calm that entire time but I'm so thankful you did." He continued to say, both of his hands rubbing over her back.

"I know what I do is dangerous, but god dammit I'm so glad that despite that you're willing to stay with me, knowing that it's dangerous you're still willing to be here." Bucky sighed, his head resting on top of hers.

"It's because I love you, dummy. Otherwise I wouldn't have demanded we get married." She giggled, smiling against him. "I missed you, a lot. I was so excited when I thought it was you but fuck seeing you protect me that like I just... I had to have you after that oh god." She sighed, shivering from the mere memory. "Ruined the stew though..." She pouted.

Bucky laughed and looked down, cupping her face and pulling it up to look at him. "I made it better though, didn't I? I'll take you out to dinner tomorrow, after me and the crew debug the house." He promised, kissing her forehead before rocking them both side to side.

Silver

Mob! Sebastian Stan x Stripper Reader (Smut)

One Shot

We all deserve a mob Seb lol this is my first one shot, go easy on me. Likes, comments are welcomed in this fandom. <3 Sorry for any typos.

(Not my gif)

Sebastian Stan was the most famous bachelor and the most famous mob boss of America, and he was also an active business man on the covers of magazines.

Throughout his life he had many girlfirends, most of them for magazine papers, there was no love, just sex and none of them complained.

He was usually a serious man with no time to spend on women around him, they were too easy, always throwing themselves at him but you caught his attention.

You were hired by a rich man who owned the most expensive and aesthetically pleasing club in New Tork, the owner was selective but thanks to your flexible body you got in.

Soon all of the CEOs, actors, celebrities were asking for private shows and lap dances from you. You had a nickname like other girls in the club, it was Silver, everynight you could hear them talk about you,

‘‘Where is Silver?’‘

‘‘I want her to give me a private dance.’‘

‘‘Has anyone seen Silver?’‘

One night Sebastian was dragged to a night club by his friends Chris and Anthony. He didn’t wanna go but lately he was under a lot of pressure so he agreed.

There you were, on the big stage with a silver colour mask on your face, dancing like a Goddess.

Sebastian shited on his seat, trying to ignore the thightness of his pants.    Chris told him who you were and yoour famous private shows and he got excited.

      He talked to your boss and found himself waiting for you in a private room which were covered with purple velvet curtains.

The music started and you came inside. ‘’Hello Mr. Stan’’ your boss told you who he was and it made you nervous. His blue eyes were deep and you felt naked under his gaze, -well you only had shimering lace lingerie set- ‘’Hello Silver.’’ he greeted you with a hungry look on his pale face, he was sculptured by the Gods, she was sure. 

You shut down your nervous side, knelt on your knees and hands and crawled like a cat to the small metal pole. You started to dance for him.

The way you moved your body was intoxicating, he felt his heart race, his member twitched when you moved your ass up and down.

You were on his lap now, swaying your hair, moving your hips. He tried to touch your upper legs but you stopped him, ‘’Touching is extra Mr. Stan.’’ he could see your wink under that mask.

He pulled out his wallet and threw a thousand dollars on the velvet couch,    ‘’May I?’’ you let him touch you as you danced. You were grinding on his erect member, twerking. His head fell back, ‘’Fuck!’’ you heard him whisper under his breath.

You unclapsed your silver bra and threw it on the floor. His eyes wide opened, ‘’Fucking beautiful princess.’’ he said, the nickname made you even wetter. He touched yoour boobs, toyed with them, you couldn’t help but moan under his wicked touch.

His cheeks were red, he was a panting mess and you liked that. You had control over the mob boss. You kept on grinding on his thick member, you didn’t see it but felt, thick and big...

He could feel your wet core on his pants, making a stain, he pushed your hips lower and you both moaned. You were dry humping him and it was against the rules but you didn’t fucking care.

You made him come undone on his pants, ‘’Fuck baby girl..’’ he basically yelled. You felt his hot breath on your neck, he wanted to give you a kiss onyour bare neck but you pulled away, saw the disappointment on his deep blue ocean eyes.

‘‘Can I see your pretty face baby girl?’‘ He asked desperately, his large hands went to your face but you held them gently. ‘‘I don’t show my face to my customers, sorry.’‘ This was the first time he was rejected by a woman it made his blood boil, in a good way. You bolted to your feet, picked up your bra. As you were leaving you looked back, ‘‘If I like you maybe you’ll get a chance to see my face.’‘

Sebastian became a regular customer of the club, at some point you showed him your fcae. His pupils dialeted, ‘’Beautiful..’’ he said and caressed your pink cheeks.

The fact that only Sebastian could see your pretty face was a turn on, you were his girl. One night you were giving him a lap dance and things got out of hand.

He was balls deep inside of you and you were moving your hips to meet his merciless thrusts, ‘’Seb...’’ you screamed his name and it was music to his ears, he left hickeyes on your neck. ‘’Mine,’’ he said moving his hips faster, your legs were wrapped around his waist, fingers drawing up and down on his bare back. ‘’Mine!’’

‘‘Yes daddy, I’m yours,fuck..’‘ no man could make you cry in pain and pleasure like he could, with his new nickname his movements became more animalistic, like you switched something in his brain. He came inside of you, a primal sound leaving his swollen pink lips. You came after him, legs shaking, you were a mess. ‘‘Don’t think we are done yet sweetheart.’‘ Your foreheads were touching, it was a cute gesture and made you feel safe, protected. He winked at you and you saw the way he was looking at you, he adored you.

He took you to his house that night and let’s just say you walked funny the next day.