Marvel One Shots (Steve X Reader, Bucky x Reader, Stucky x Reader)

Somebody to Love

Summary- Bucky invites Steve over to meet his new wife. In his attempts to convince Steve he needs to settle down as well, they all get to know each other intimately.

Characters- Stucky x Reader

Word Count- 4k

Warnings- Dark! Romance, non-violent non-con/dub-con, brainwashing/ mind control, mmf threesome

Staring at your image in the mirror, your finger traced under your lip, insuring the bright lipstick remained in place. You tugged at the dress hugging your curves, checking to make sure your lack of underthings wasn't obvious. Everything needed to be perfect. A figure appeared, behind you, tall and dark. Your eyes met his in the reflection, returning his smile as his arms wrapped around your waist.

Bucky's blue eyes drank you in. "You look gorgeous, kitten," he said, his lips brushing against your earlobe.

Your stomach seemed to somersault and your thighs clenched, knowing what that look meant. You felt his hands travel down your sides and over your hips. One soft and warm, the other cold metal. His fingers began inching your skirt up. Your hands clasped around his wrists, halting their progress. "No, Bucky. You're going to wrinkle my dress."

His eyes darkened. Dropping your skirt, he moved your hands placing them on the counter in front of you. He loomed over you, chest pressed against your back, his arousal evident against your backside. "Excuse me?"

"I'm sorry," you whispered. "I just want—I just want everything perfect for tonight. For you." You stared into the sink wishing you could wash down the drain, away from his hard stare, away from the disappointment you saw there.

The backs of his fingers caressed your jaw, before lifting your chin. "Look at me," he said. "Good girl. You are always perfect." His hands lifted your skirts once more. "And if I wanted to introduce you to my friend in a wrinkled dress, lipstick smeared from sucking my cock, and my cum dripping down your thighs then that's what would happen. Isn't it?"

You nodded as he tapped your heeled shoes with his foot and spread your legs. His fingers traced your upper thighs before spreading your already sleek and swollen folds. He ran his fingers up your slit, pressing down on your clit until you whined and arched back into him. His fingers left your pussy, pressing the bejeweled handle resting between your cheeks. He tugged a little at the plug inside you, the movement making your muscles clench around it.

He released the toy and dipped his fingers into your pussy, first one then two, pumping and curling his fingers until your toes curled in your shoes. "I expect you to be this wet all night. Understood?"

"Yes," you moaned. Your knees shook, threatening to give out under his attentions.

"That's my girl. But now you're going to have to wait to come." He lowered your dress, reached around you, and washed his hands as you tried not to pout. "Let's go," he said, leading you from the bathroom.

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Placing the finishing touches on your appetizer plate, you couldn't help but worry. "Do you think it's enough?"

"It's fine, kitten. You're getting yourself worked up over nothing." He snatched a cracker topped with cheese, popping it into his mouth forcing you to rearrange them again.

"Hey!" You slapped his metal hand from grabbing another one. He smiled and winked at you as he took hold of your offending hand pressing a kiss to your palm.