Bucky Barnes/Steve Rogers imagines

Bed- Bucky

Gets a lil spicy (ok not a little, this is smut)

Y/N's PoV
I rolled on my side to face Bucky, his hair falling across his face, cool metal arm rested above his head, and bare torso sticking out of the blankets. I just lay there and continue staring at my boyfriend as his chest rises and falls with every steady breath. "Like what you see Doll?" Bucky's low, gravely, morning voice somewhat startles me and I jump. One of his eyes were open and a smirk plastered across his face.

"Have you been awake this whole time?" I ask.

"Yeah, I felt you roll over." Bucky puts both arms behind his head as I swing a leg over his lap, straddling him.

"Think we could stay here all day?" I ask, beginning to kiss his neck.

"You know I would absolutely love that, but Steve won't allow it."

"We just wont let him in when he knocks." I mumble, kissing farther and farther down Bucky's torso. I hear a small groan escape my boyfriend's lips as I reach the waistband of his pajama pants.

"Better not tease me doll." I climb back up to peck Bucky on the lips.

"Now why would I do that?" I smirk. In a second Bucky has pinned me on our bed, holding both my wrists in one hand.

"I think you do it cause you just love it when I take control." Bucky grinds his growing erection against my core and this time I groan. He continues to do it and I try to speak.

"B-B-Bucky I... I need, mmm, I need more." I'm able to get out. Bucky has a smile on his face, beginning to make circles on my clit with his fingers. I take deep breaths until a finger slips past my panties and Bucky begins to finger me. I'm able to keep my moans in until he adds a second finger. "Ohhh" I exclaim.

"You like that Doll?" Bucky asks, kicking off his pants and boxers, and tearing my lace panties off. I have no time to respond because Bucky wastes no time in slamming into my core. One of the loudest moans ever leaves my mouth.

"Bucky!" I begin to scream as he thrusts in and out of me.

"Fuck!" Bucky groans and thats when there's a knock on our door.

"Uh, hey guys, we can all hear you from the kitchen so if you could quiet down a little that'd be great. Thanks." Steve's voice comes through the door. "Oh by the way, team meeting in 15 minutes." With that he leaves.

"I can have us done in 15 minutes. Maybe a little longer though." Bucky chuckles, beginning to speed up. His hair was sticking to his sweaty forehead, one hand cupping my left breast.

When Bucky and I finally head to the meeting, everyone was avoiding looking at us. "What? You act like this isn't normal." I laugh.

"She's gotta point guys." Tony says, standing up and clapping. "So, anyone up for shawarma?"