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What I Love About Her

-----pairing: roommate!Bucky x reader

Summary: you and Bucky establish your needs for each other during a late-night smoke<3

A/N: i've been seeing so many roommate!Bucky fics from a whole bunch of different blogs and figured i'd add my own, seeing as i love this trope so goddamn much. also, i posted this but then wanted to revise it and i’m so glad i did. it was really fucky and inconsistent before… oops lolz. anyway, i hope you enjoy xx

Warnings: smoking, jealousy, smut, a bit of babying at the end, edging(???), insemination, mention of insecurity, oral (f! receiving), slight overstimulation, size kink (just a smidge)

"He sounds like a real handful," you remark to Bucky, sitting across from you on the balcony. The concrete ground digs into your ass as you sit, your back leaning against the brick wall behind you.

"Heh-yeah," he responds with a huff. "And, now he's going after me for apparently 'hitting on' his sister," he adds, using finger quotes to decorate his sentence. You chuckle quietly and shake your bowed head at the ground. Lifting your head, you bring the lit cigarette from the arm slung over your bent knee to your mouth, inhaling a moderate drag.

He does the same, slowly releasing the smoke as you watch the busy street below light up the dark block of New York City. It's silent around you's besides the midnight bustle below-- peaceful.

"Were you?" you inquire. Bucky stares out over the balcony and taps ash onto the ground by his feet.

"At first," he begins. "But even after I was interested in someone else she kept coming onto me, and so Sam blamed me for it," he says, swinging his hands around as he speaks to exaggerate his point. You scoff and take a drink from the can of Coke sitting beside you.

"And who is this other person?" you ask. There's an inexplicable pause in the conversation after your question-- he delays his answer.

"I've known her for a bit of time now, she's... a really good friend of mine," he says. You ponder who it could be based on the friends of his you had been introduced to, yet come up with no one besides.

"What do you like about her?" you ask, narrowing your search. He takes a deep breath and taps his cigarette a few more times, calming his nerves.

"Well... there's a lot of things I love about her," he changes 'like' to 'love'. "The way she looks at me, the crinkle of her nose when she laughs, her legs-- god, her legs--, how good she smells..." he rambles. You can't help but feel a slow burn encompassing your gut as jealousy takes over. Your heart aches as he smiles to himself, still listing things about this mystery woman. His list slows to a stop and he sighs before taking another drag, releasing it with a smile on his face.

"Did you miss anything?" you joke, trying to cover the notes of disappointment seeping into your voice. You weren't disappointed in him, you were disappointed in yourself-- disappointed for getting your hopes so high.

What couldn't be covered by a joke in that moment was the sad expression that wilted Bucky's features as he looked over at you, sifting the upset from your voice. From his spot leaning against the balcony, he walks over to you and crouches at your side, placing the metal hand on your back and the other on your shoulder.

"Hey, hey, hey... what's going on, doll?" he asks, immediately rushing to your aid. His mind bleeds guilt as he realizes that his rambling might have caused your disappointment.

"Nothing..." you start, still trying to hide your pain as he sees right through you. Tears start to prick at your eyes and the humiliation burns throughout your body as you feel Bucky's stare on your face as his grip around you tightens. You turn your head to face him and give him a small smile but seeing his eyes so full of worry for you makes your body jolt in a gentle sob. Immediately, he wraps his arms completely around you and pulls you over into his lap. You break down completely at the gesture as he plays with your hair gently, shushing you.

You cry for a few minutes, his warm grasp soon drowning out your sorrow. A few more gentle cries fall from you before you sit calm, curled in a ball in his lap, basking in his warmth and the gentle breathing on your scalp.

"You gonna tell me what's up now?" he asks once you've calmed completely, not pressuring you into another fit. You sigh and roll the sole of your shoe over your still-lit cigarette, earlier dropped to the floor of the balcony when Bucky moved you-- his cigarette still in the hand not touching your hair, careful not to burn you.

"If I tell you something, do you promise not to get mad?" you ask, quietly.

"Of course," he whispers. You take a moment to organize your words before starting. You huff gently before starting.

"Okay. The day you moved in I thought you were really good-looking but I didn't think much of it until a few months after when I realized that I, like, liked you, and even after that it just kept getting stronger and stronger," your voice starts to break again. "And now I'm, like, totally in love with you and I feel really bad about it because I know that you're not interested in me and I don't want to get in the way of your relationships and stiff-- for example, that girl you were just talking about. I tried not to get jealous or sad or anything, I really did!" you break down completely again. His hand stutters to rub your back before dabbing his cigarette out on the brick wall and returning his palm to your lower back.

You ball into your hands as embarrassment, sadness, and disgust permeate your mind. Disgusted in yourself, you flinch at Bucky's touch when he grabs your wrists gently but you don't fight it. He pulls your hands away from your face and uses his thumbs to wipe the tears away from your dampened cheeks as your wet hands rest on his forearms. You open your eyes, seeing a clouded image of Bucky staring into them before his face closes the distance between you's. Pity kiss, you think to yourself before his tongue penetrates your lips, gingerly swiping against yours.

The kiss intensifies and you begin to cry... again, as he touches you tenderly— something unfamiliar that you’d longed for for far too long. He pulls back a bit to check on you and you stare at each other for a moment before you grab him by the sides of his head and pull him back to your mouth. His hands ghost from your face to your hips and he maneuvers you around to be straddling his waist before he stands and walks blindly into the apartment, not caring as he bumps into the sliding glass door. With large strides, he carries you through the apartment to his bedroom, gently lowering you onto his bed and climbing on top of you. He parts your faces and you open your eyes instinctively at the loss of contact.

"Do you want this?" he asks, breathing heavily onto your face.

"Yes, my god, yes. You?" you confirm.

"How could I not?" he remarks before reattaching your mouths. You place your hands under his shirt and run your palms up his abs, pushing the fabric up and letting him pull it the rest of the way off. Immediately, you take an eyeful of the washboard abdominals which you’d seen so many times roaming the apartment during dusk, dawn, ad everything in between.

With him now topless, that leaves you to go. You pull your shirt off as well, leaving you in a bra and red plaid pyjama pants. He takes a quick second to unclasp your bra and shimmy it down your arms before he’s got your left breast in his mouth, sucking and swirling his tongue around your nipple like a starved newborn. You moan quietly at the suction and reach for the waist of your bottoms, pushing them down as far as you can before one of Bucky’s hands takes over— the frigid one— and drags them the rest of the way down.

He releases your breast from his mouth and squeezes it once before pulling his grey sweatpants down to his ankles. The quiet alt-rock on the bedside radio floats around the air surrounding you, drowning out the majority of your suppressed moans. Now with both of you in your underwear, he dives on top of you, resting his forearms by your head as he kisses you harshly— teeth knocking, lips being bitten, and tongues pressing.

You inhale sharply and open your eyes when you feel his clothed hard-on pressing into your thigh. He chuckles and begins kissing his way down your body starting at your jaw and working down to your navel. Your stomach flexes when his stubble brushes across your lower belly and he looks up at you for permission to continue. You prop yourself up onto your elbows and not at his puppy-dog eyes, the once bright blue cores now a deeper shade. He pulls the cotton barrier down your legs and runs his hands up them as he teases you, kissing the insides of your thighs and blowing warm air onto your dripping heat.

“Come on, Bucky!” you whine out, needing to feel something, needing to feel him. You watch intently as he smirks before starting off strong with direct flicks of his tongue across your clit. You moan out and he looks up at you, keeping eye contact as he sucks your clit up into his mouth and caresses your folds with the pads of his fingers. He places his metal hand onto your upper belly and pushes you down flat onto the bed before inserting a finger shallowly, dragging it in circles around your entrance. Whatever the phrase ‘man-hands’ was used for before needs to be overwritten ASAP.

“Hhh- Bucky, more, more,” you breath out, growing overwhelmed at how vicious he was being with your clit. You swallow your words when he gets the message and adds a second finger, this time plunging them all the way inside you and curling them upward. You choke out a loud moan, defeating the music, and squeeze your eyes shut, fighting off the urge to clamp your thighs down on his head.

Within a minute you feel yourself about to finish, Bucky’s ministrations working it out of you at record speed. Your orgasm feels like waves rolling down onto you as Bucky’s movements continue until you’re pushing his head away, oversensitive. He keeps his fingers in you and moves back up your body to your lips, letting you taste yourself on his tongue.

He pulls his fingers out of you slowly, leaving a warm, dripping feeling between your legs before pulling his underwear down and kicking them off. He disconnects your mouths and leans his forehead on yours as you both watch him grab the base of his shaft and glide his tip through your wet lips, pressing up onto your oversensitive clit and making you shudder. You moan quietly and he groans as he pushes into you, bottoming out and giving you time to adjust. Bucky was larger than average which was something you’d expected but not to this extent. Despite the subtly burning, this was the most sensual you’d ever felt with someone— him soaking inside you, stretching you out while you just bask in each other and wait it out. It’s good. Intimate. Loving.

After a moment of wiggling your hips, you nod to him and he begins to glide his hips across yours, stuffing and emptying you over and over. He nibbles on the skin at the base of your neck and you moan— a symphony of all the feelings combined into one. Music to his ears. He twitches inside you at the sound and the feeling makes you create more— a cycle.

His pace picks up after few minutes, pounding into you as fast as he can from the position you’re in. Your wetness, skin slapping, and moaning echo around the room, just barely covering the tune of the radio and adding to the tension hanging in the air. You feel the familiar pressure start to twist in your abdomen, more intense than you’d ever brought on alone as Bucky thrusts into you.

Your oncoming orgasm is cut short as Bucky pulls out of you abruptly, grabbing your hips and flipping you over with ease. You yelp at the sudden movement before he pulls your hips upward, leaving you face-down, ass-up on the bed in front of him. With you completely on display, he lowers himself to eye level with your cunt and spreads your lips with two fingers, admiring you.

“So pretty,” he starts before getting back up onto his knees behind you. He slides back in without warning and the new angle allows him to reach much deeper than before. His pace is relentless and you swear you can see stars as he fucks you like an animal yet carefully— bending over you and supporting his weight on his flesh arm while choking you with the metal one. You look over your shoulder at his face hovering just over your shoulder blade and see something gorgeous looking back at you. His eyes are glazed over with lust, hair askew, jaw relaxed, and soft pink lips parted as he holds your eye contact lovingly— almost identical to your weak, softened features laced with tears and ecstasy.

You hear his breathing grow more intense, erratic as his pace begins to falter and his grip on your throat loosens a bit. You snap once he moves a hand down to your heat and rubs it quickly, attaching his lips to your neck. You cry out as you cum, dropping down onto the bed and gripping the sheets. Your mind pulses with a post-orgasmic haze and you whimper at the continued use of your hole. Bucky cums soon after, pumping you full of him and moaning a note before pulling out and watching it drip down your thighs.

He collapses next to you on his side and fixes your hair gently, focused on your blissed-out expression.

“Was that too much?” he asks quietly after a moment. You faintly make out his sentence after a brief pause of your attention being divided between the pulsing between your legs and the one in your head.

“Not at all,” you respond. He pulls you on top of him gently and scoots up the bed toward the headboard, cradling you in his arms. You feel a large sense of comfort wash over you with his arms wrapped around you protectively like someone was coming to take you away from him.

“Those were all the things I love about you,” he says into your hair. Did he think you still doubted that? You chuckle and peck him on the lips before laying your head back on his chest.

“You like my legs?” you ask, part joking, part serious. It was a small insecurity, but still an insecurity nonetheless. He chuckles breathily.

“Totally.”

AT THE CINEMA – BUCKY X READER SMUT DRABBLE

Summary: Bucky and reader go to the cinema. However Bucky obviously has other plans in his mind.

Word Count: 1061

Warnings:  smut, sergeant kink, unprotected sex, fingering, blowjob

Author: Ailo

It was a Saturday’s evening.

You were Bucky’s girlfriend and you always enjoyed the time you were able to spend with him.

You both arrived at the complex and went to the screening room located on the third floor. The room was crowded.

Bucky started to scanning the rows of seats in the semi-darkness, trying to find two free places and he did, in the last row.

Bucky slumped into the seat and you did too.

 About 30 minutes into a movie Bucky realized he’d made a mistake. The film was absolutely awful and boring.

However you were interested in an action taking place on a screen.

He leaned close to your ear and whispered quietly:

“The movie is shit.”

You smiled a bit and slowly turned your head to face your boyfriend.

“I like it” you smirked, looking hardly into his blue eyes.

Bucky rolled his eyes and leaned his back against the seat.

 For some time Bucky was sitting calmly in his place, from time to time changing his position.

You good knew that he was bored. And you had to admit you were also.

Suddenly you blenched, feeling something. A coldness of a metal fingers at your thigh.

You looked over Bucky. He looked earnestly back into your eyes and you gave a very soft excited sigh as you looked back at the screen.

Bucky started to stroke your thigh with his metal hand, being bolder and moving straight to the top of your leg.

You were now squirming almost imperceptibly in your seat as Bucky stroked your leg.

You thanked yourself in mind that you decided to put on a short skirt.

Bucky very slowly moved his hand down to take the hem of your skirt and inch by inch, little by little, began pulling it up until the bare flesh of your thighs above your stockings and the red fabric of your knickers was visible out of the corner of his eye.

You bit your lips, slowly turning your head to him.

“You’re a really, really rude man, sergeant Barnes” you whispered calmly.

You knew he loved to be called like that. It was one of his kinks.

He smirked only, licking the corners of his lips.

“Yes, doll” he leaned to you and slowly sucked on your neck. It caused a cold shiver went throughout your body.

His cock was fully erect and straining at his jeans and he moved it to relieve the pressure. He grunted quietly.

With your right hand you grabbed for his crotch and started to undo the buttons of his fly.

“Mmmmm, someone is so eager, huh?” he whispered into your ear and you nodded politely.

You finally unbuttoned his jeans grabbed for his cock and immediately started stroking him with a frantic urgency.

Bucky stretching his metal fingers and pushed the two of them into your yet dripping wet cunt.

You started pushing your hips towards his fingers.

“Just.. Like… That, sergeant Barnes…” you moaned slowly and quietly, biting your lips.

Bucky smirked and increased his pace.

He was sure the noise of you coming was audible to those around you, but no-one seemed to notice, being too engrossed in the film.

It happened quickly, you started to move in your seat faster and faster, forgetting about stroking his cock.

Bucky could hear your breath catch in your throat as you came all over his metal fingers, trembling slightly.

You gasped and leaned down to take his cock into your mouth. You took his balls into your mouth and sucked and licked making Bucky squirm with pleasure, next you massaged them with your hand and put your mouth on the tip of his cock and started to suck. Bucky looked down as you teased the top of his penis with your tongue lapping at the precum. You looked up at him and smiled as you started to take his cock in.

“Yes, good, doll.. Suck on it, babygirl” he moaned rather loudly.

You gagged slightly and then started to move back up his cock, Bucky lost all feeling of what was going on around him, the sensation of pleasure were to much and he shot his load into your mouth and you swallowed it all.

Barnes growled quietly and he  pulled you on top of his lap and you started grinding on him slowly, trying not to make too many sounds.

He shifted your panties aside and grunting in a low voice, he slipped his cock inside your dripping pussy. As he slowly fucked you, you wrapped your arms around Bucky's neck pulling him deeper into you.

Bucky started to pick up speed letting his cock slide in and out of you halfway enjoying the feeling of your tight pussy squeezing against him. He kept kissing you as you fucked, biting your lips.

“Harder, sergeant Barnes…” you whispered directly into his ear, moving your hips back and forth and looking into those blue eyes of his.

Bucky clinched his teeth as he felt his approaching orgasm.

He took a firm hold of your hips, squeezing them harshly and maybe a bit too hard, so it caused a little whimper from your side, but you closed your eyes and tried to not letting a whimper again.

“Look at me, my little pussy” he ordered coldly, sucking on your neck. You politely followed his order by opening your eyes.

“That’s right, doll” he groaned.

“I.. I can’t… Any longer..” you moaned.

Bucky grabbed hold of your thighs and wrapped his metal arm around your waist as he thrusted into you pulling you harder onto his cock. He watched as your eyes rolled to the back of your head and you let out a little groan as your body started shaking, your pussy tightened around his cock, squeezing against it. Bucky kept fucking you through your orgasm and pull out of you only when it has died down.

You stopped to move your hips, feeling his hot cum inside of you.

Bucky grabbed your chin and pulled you closer, then brunette kissed your rosy lips, sucking on them a bit.

“I love you and your sweet tight pussy” he murmured against your lips before you slowly got off his lap to take your seat again.

You both improved your clothes and then you continued watching a movie like nothing had ever happened.