Succubus ✔(Bucky Barnes X OC X Steve Rogers) AU

Chapter 8

SMUT WARNING!!! Just a warning! 18+ only please! :) Thank you.

Bucky pushed me onto my back as he hovered over me, my hands on his face, trying to familiarize it in my head. I remember what he looks like from before the bandages being put on, but I wanted to have an image of him stamped in my brain.

His lips pressed against mine as he place his hand on my hip, his metal hand on my mid back, pushing me against him. His tongue in my mouth sliding across every corner, memorizing it. I felt his hand squeeze my hip slightly causing my hip to buck towards him. He grinned at that. Doing it again.

"A bit sensitive?" He asked teasingly. I sighed and moved my lips closer to him again.

"I can't see. My body's senses are going to be heightened." I explained. I just wanted to feel him on me. I didn't want to have to explain anything. I could almost sense his smirk. He was planning something.

"Is that so?" Then he was gone. What the hell? I went to sit up, trying to sense where he had gone. He did not just leave me here! I squealed as I felt something touch my leg. I was wearing shorts so my leg was bare. His large hands felt like a feather as it trailed up my inner thigh slowly, before disappearing again. His hand reappeared tracing my side, trailing up to trace the shape of my breast. I let out a shaky breath, sighing contently. "Does that feel good?" I heard him whisper next to my ear. I nodded, I was too focused on his warm breath going down to my neck, his lips just barely touching my skin. "Can I make you feel good, Princess?" I nod again, not trusting my voice. "Words, Freyja. Use your words." I sigh.

"Pl-please, yes." I let out a soft moan as his tongue leaves a trail to my collar bone, his teeth grazing against it slightly. His metal hand went along my cleavage, the cold metal sending shivers throughout my body. His other hand slowly slides my strap to my bra down my shoulder, his lips following it. I had literal goosebumps. It all felt so good, better than I had ever remembered it being. I felt his hand reach under my back, unhooking my bra and slowly removing it, letting my breast fall into a more natural position. I heard him take a sharp breath, I imagine him gaze at my body, which just sends my shivers through me in anticipation.

Bucky placed his metal hand on the side of my breast, moving it slowly to my nipple and rolling it between his fingers. Arching my back slightly at that as I felt his lips suddenly touch down on my other nipple, a shaky moan leaving my lips. He sucked my nipple into his mouth, pressing his teeth against it gently, pulling and sucking at it. My breathing was nearly pants now, as his flesh hand moved down to the hem of my shorts, pulling at them and tracing my hip bone. I was getting antsy, I needed the friction. He was moving too slow for my liking, so I moved my hands down and pushed my pants off my hips, trying to get them down my thighs, but he stops me.

"Impatient, Princess?" He smirked against my nipple, before pulling away altogether. My body felt cold without his heat near me. Not seeing him made it worse. My shorts and panties were pulled off all of a sudden, making me gasp out of surprise. Bucky pressed his hands to my calves, pushing them up and letting my knees fall to the side, completely exposing myself to him. His lips pressed to my skin, leading from my calves to my inner thigh, small moans of desperation rumbled from my throat. I needed to feel something. Now.

Like he read my mind, I felt his warm breath hit my center, drawing a breath in as his tongue just barely slid up my slit. His hands left my calves and moved to my hips, keeping me from bucking my hips at him. He was killing me with how slow he was going, but with that being said, his tongue flicked my bundle of nerves. A moan came out of my lips as a gasp. Then I felt his tongue widen against my slit, covering it all, dragging it slowly. Tasting me. Pushing his tongue in slowly, I reached out and grabbed the sheets, tilting my head back as his tongue pushed deep into my core. A moan came out with my exhale, breathy and getting louder.

His metal hand left my hip, finding its way to my clit, rubbing it like he did my nipple, rolling it under his fingers. Letting the cool metal send shivers through out my body once more. his flesh hand left my other hip, allowing him to slowly slide his index finger into my heated center.

"Oh. God." I moaned, my breathing was broken up, I felt him chuckle against me, the vibrations going through my body in waves, moaning out as he slides another finger in. Pumping his fingers into me as his tongue goes to my clit, allowing his metal hand to go back to rest on my hip bone, tracing circles on it. A knot was forming in the pits of my stomach as he adds another finger. Three fingers pumping in and out of me, moans escaping my lips, groans vibrating out of his. I feel his metal hand grip my hip, tightening it slightly, bringing me closer to him, allowing him to suck my clit in between his lips, pulling at it as he shoves his fingers deeper into me, curling them. That was it, he found the sweet spot in me. I moaned louder, squeezing the sheets as I felt the knot tighten, the pressure so tight that it felt like it was going to explode in me.

"Cum for me, Princess." He whispered against my clit, pulling it back in and rubbing his teeth against it gently. That was all it took as I felt the pressure release, my back arching, toes curling, multiple moans flowing from my lips one after the other. Removing his fingers, he pushed his tongue into me, tasting my orgasm. His tongue darting in and out, pushing my orgasm to last as he laps it up like it was the best meal he had ever had.

Pulling back, Bucky slid his tongue over my slit again, making sure it was clean for him. Then he was gone against. My body buzzed, I wanted more. I knew if I could open my eyes, they would be glowing. I needed more. I felt his hands reappear at the wrappings on my head. I immediately reach up to stop him.

"Trust me." He whispered, I sighed and let him remove the bandages. Keeping my eyes shut, I was scared. "Princess, feed." He demanded, his lips right in front of mine. He didn't have to say that again, I leaned up and brought my lips to his, tasting my release in his mouth as I moaned and pulled back slightly, letting the blue mist leave his mouth. Groaning he hovered over me, pressing his lower half to me. I realized he had removed his clothes sometime when he disappeared. Our body heat mixing and our skin touching, I reach up and pull him down, letting his bare chest lay against mine. I pressed my lips harder to his, as I felt him position himself at my entrance, my legs wrapping around him. "Is this okay?" He whispered, pulling back.

"Ye-yes, please.."I moaned as he pushed his cock into my core. Stretching around him, a groan leaving his lips as I pull more mist from his mouth. I still hadn't opened my eyes, a little scared to.

"Look at me, Freyja." He whispered. He moved a little, thrusting into me more. "Please. Look at me." He almost sounded desperate. He thrusted into me again. Moaning, I let my eyes open, they didn't hurt, but when my blue glowing eyes met his steel eyes, that was it. Flashes past my eyes, laughing, crying, lust, friendship, love. I saw it all. Our relationship we had built over the small time we had known each other. That's not all I remembered. I remembered Steve and Bucky. I remembered our friends, the fights we had, the love we shared. I love them. Bucky....Steve... I felt a tear escape my eye as I stared at him. He had stopped moving altogether. "Frey? Are you okay?" He sounded worried, like he thought he hurt me or something.

"I...I remember. I remember everything...Bucky..." I leaned up and kissed him, hard. He was shocked at first, but quickly moved his lips to respond with my demanding lips. I pulled away slowly, my eyes burning slightly as I smile at him. "I remember everything. I was about to tell you both...." I stopped. Should I even say anything?

"About to tell us both what?" His eyes held hope, he was hoping for something. But what? What if its not what he wants? But what if it is? "What were you going to tell Steve and I, Princess?"

I leaned up and let my lips hover by his, "I love you." His eyes stared into mine. Like he was searching. He was frozen. But then he slammed his lips into mine. Roughly moving them against mine, his movements had returned, thrusting into me hard. I moaned loudly into his mouth. I didn't know what to think, he made my train of thought disperse as he slammed into me many times, a knot forming in my stomach again, I was so close. He pulled back, his hand moved to my clit, rubbing it, as he moved his hips in a circle, grinding into me.

"I love you, Freyja." He whispered and with that I moaned loudly, releasing around him, as he released in me. Both of us pulsing and throbbing in our heat. He brought his lips to mine again, kissing me. "God, I love you." He muttered in between kisses, making me giggle against him.

Now how was I going to tell Steve, that I love him?