Marvel Imagines and One-shots (Requests Closed)

Hush - Bucky Barnes

A/N: Smut. Prompt in bold below. 

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You weren't sure when exactly you lost Bucky but you were going out of your skull trying to find him without getting caught by Hydra in the process. Damn, stupid super soldier. The two of you had been sent to gather intel from an old facility that had been empty for several years. Apparently, Hydra hadn't received that memo because they were crawling all over the place. The two of you decided it was worth the risk to get the information you needed. But then you'd somehow gotten separated and it was way past time for you to get the hell out of here.

Suddenly, a hand clasped over your mouth and pulled you into a tiny dark closet, barely big enough for the two of you. You nearly screamed before you recognized the metal arm wrapped around your middle. Now, your heart was racing for an entirely different reason. The man behind you had starred in one too many of your fantasies for you to not be turned on at his proximity. His nose traced the line of your ear before he spoke into it. "You gonna be good if I move my hand, doll?"

You managed to bite back a whimper and nod your head. You tightened your muscles to keep yourself from rocking back into him. Your breaths came in short pants and you closed your eyes to try to center yourself. This was ridiculous.

"We'll stay here for a bit. They should be switching to the night shift soon. Less people to avoid."

You nodded again, afraid you'd give everything away if you tried to speak. Not wanting your muscles to cramp in the tight space, you shifted your weight as best you could. A moment later, something pressed against your ass.

"Shit," Bucky muttered and you were certain you weren't supposed to hear it.

Your tongue darted out to lick your lips then you shifted your weight again. Hands immediately gripped your waist as the bulge grew harder, longer. "I thought you were going to be good." His voice was lower, rougher than you'd ever heard it.

"But I am good, Buck." You rolled your hips backward. "I'll be so good for you."

He growled and nipped at the tender skin of your neck before running his nose up the length to press his lips to your ear again. "You should have said something, baby. We could have been in this position ages ago."

Dear god. You didn't care that you were on mission. You didn't care that you were in a tiny little closet in the pitch black. You only wanted his hands on you in any way you could get them. Another roll brought another growl and lips against your neck. He bit and sucked and you knew you'd be marked. You couldn't bring yourself to care.

His hand laid flat and trailed against your stomach. When he reached your belly button, he shifted his fingers so they slid under the waist of your pants. You sucked in a breath. "Try to stay quiet, understand?"

You nodded but couldn't help the whimper that escaped when he slid his hand down to cup your mound. His fingers shifted to rub against your clit and you bit your lip. Holy fuck. Every flick and twirl of his talented digits sent a jolt of electricity through you. You arched your back, resting your head against your super soldier.

He chuckled and shifted to slide one of his fingers into your slick core. You jolted at the sensation and his metal hand covered your mouth just as you moaned. "Not a sound or I stop," he whispered against your hot skin even as he slid another finger in to join the first. You nodded frantically and that metal hand moved to your neck, holding you to him as he applied just enough pressure.

His fingers curled inside of you as he thrust them in and out. His hips began to roll of their own accord. And suddenly, you were surrounded by Bucky Barnes. He was pressed against the line of your back as he squeezed your throat and finger fucked you. He was all you knew in that moment and it was perfect.

Your release began to build and another whimper fell from your mouth. It was either quiet enough Bucky decided to forego your punishment, or he was too far gone to care. You were betting on the latter as his movements increased. You couldn't help but imagine Bucky buried deep within your core as he fucked you from behind. Skin slapping skin as the aroma of sex filled the air. Jesus. Just the thought was almost enough to make you cum.

Bucky grabbed your chin and turned your face toward him before putting his hand back on your throat. His kiss was hot and needy and you moaned into his mouth. The hold on your throat tightened, the pressure just enough to have you falling over the precipice. You whimpered against his lips as you came. His fingers still worked inside of you, pulling every bit of your orgasm from you that he could.

Your hand clasped his wrist as aftershocks flooded through you and he pulled back with a chuckle. You didn't have it in you to complain. He held you against him as if he knew exactly how weak your legs were at the moment. "Wow," was all you managed to say.

He chuckled again as he nuzzled your throat. "That was just a preview, doll. Wait until I get you home."