Made to Lie

the tape

Content Warnings/Kinks: hair pulling, hickeys, praise kink, cum swallowing, rough sex, oral sex (reciprocal), unprotected vaginal sex

Y/N

Y/n had never seen Bucky's bedroom before, it was dark and moody just like him. As she stepped through the doorway she noticed the little things: his leather jacket hanging off a hook on the wall by the door, an old record player, and a sweet framed picture of him and Steve from the 40s on his bedside table. Besides the small trinkets, his room was mostly bare from decoration.

"So I guess we need to get filming huh?" Y/n stated, tearing her curious gaze away from the items to look up at Bucky.

Whatever feelings she had about the mission she would have to push down for now. They had one job and one job only.

"Let's get to it then," Bucky said, avoiding her eye contact as he turned on the camera.

But something came over both of them as soon as the little red light clicked on. Their eyes connected and the sexual tension in the room became so thick they could probably cut it with one of Bucky's daggers if they tried. Bucky gripped the side of Y/n's face with his hand and pulled her in for a gentle kiss. Her lips parted naturally allowing for him to slide into her mouth. Their tongues swirled sloppily together at first, fighting for dominance.

As they continued kissing, they began to strip in a sudden rush, pulling off items of clothes between kisses until they were both completely naked. Bucky gripped at her sides with an urgency she was surprised by. Y/n stared at him then, her eyes roaming over his toned body. She blushed after he caught her eyes staring too long at the scarred skin where his metal arm met his flesh shoulder. Bucky stared back at her with a fierce, unabashed attitude that she instantly respected.

But still, feeling a little guilty, she leant down and planted a loving kiss on the marked skin. She continued from there, sucking at his neck, jaw, and even below his ear, leaving love bites as she went, causing Bucky's chest to rise and fall with each one. She soon reached his abs, which she looked at hungrily before getting down onto her knees in front of him. Bucky's gaze was set, he looked down at her with the same stormy eyes that he had when she left him with Tony yesterday.

"May I?" Y/n asked quietly, staring up at him.

"Please" he responded, his voice husky.

Without breaking eye contact, Y/n took the tip of Bucky's hard cock into her mouth, twisting her head in slow circles around it.

"Fuck" he groaned, pleased by the feeling of her wet mouth around him.

His hands flew to her hair, pulling lightly on the strands as she continued, bobbing her head, taking in more and more of him as she went until her mouth was full with as much as she could take. For the rest of his shaft, Y/n spat on her hands before using them to please him as well. Together, they formed a suction that covered the entire length of his cock. Y/n could feel Bucky beginning to tense within her mouth.

"Let me—" he started, "Let me take control..."

She nodded, consenting before spreading her lips wide and slowly sticking out her tongue. Bucky groaned at the sight but quickly slid his shaft into her open mouth. He started slowly, sticking the whole length in and out, making her gag on it each time. One of his hands released her hair, coming quickly around her throat, supporting her head as he picked up his speed.

"Yeah, fuck" he moaned breathily, "Yeah—take it doll, take it"

She moaned around his cock, making him gasp, she was completely turned on by the feeling of him filling her. He came quickly after, white salty liquid sliding down her throat as he gripped her neck tightly. Y/n licked her lips and stood back up, looking Bucky in the eyes as she did. His gaze darkened even more as he took in the state of her puffy, cum-slicked lips. He picked Y/n up roughly and threw her onto the bed. She squeaked, as her back slammed down onto the mattress.