A Dangerous Game

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(I just wanted to preface this with a 18+ warning, this gets descriptive so if you don't like/want to read you better turn back now😅)

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You wake to a sleeping Bucky both of you holding on to one another. The popcorn had fallen on the floor and the TV was playing shopping commercials, your slight movements woke Bucky.

"Hey," you say groggily.

"Hey," he smiles and rests his head back down, "what time is it?"

You look towards the TV, "2am," you groan as you slowly get up off the couch.

"Where are you going?"

"To bed," you answer.

"Oh," Bucky says sadly.

"Your coming with me," you tell him.

"I dunno if that's a good idea doll."

"I don't want a sore neck from sleeping uncomfortably in here, we can sleep on top of the covers," you reason with him.

He doesn't say anything but gets up from the sofa with a stretch and follows you. Once in your room you drop down onto your bed, Bucky follows cautiously.
You wriggle around unhooking your bra and throwing it onto the floor, you begin to unbutton your jeans and wriggle out of them.

"Doll? What are you doing?"

"I said we can sleep on the bed, I never said that I would be clothed," you say cheekily, "only psychopaths sleep in jeans."

You could almost hear him smirk and shake his head.

You remove your jeans and throw them to the same place as your bra. Luckily you had put on a long t-shirt this morning so it was covering your lower half.
He lay on his back while you lay on your side facing him, your bare leg found its place draped over his. Bucky's eyes started to wander as the moonlight highlighted your curves.

"See something you like soldier?" you ask cockily.

He swallows hard trying to keep his composure, but he couldn't help running his hand up from your knee, under your t-shirt to your hip, the band of your underwear rest under the light grip of his palm.

"Your playing a dangerous game," he warns.

You act innocent, "I don't know what your talking about."
You run your hand under his t-shirt up to his taught chest, feeling every muscle and scar as you go. You inch your body closer to his and move your head to get a better look at him, he caught your gaze.

"I know what your trying to do," he says in a low growl.

You move your hand down his abs to his belt, your fingers caressing his skin as you play with the buckle.

"Then what's stopping you?"

The words had barely left your lips when you found yourself pinned under him, each of your wrists in his grip so your hands couldn't tease him anymore.

"Are you sure you want this?" he asks.

"Are you going to make me beg, James?"

They way his name danced out of your mouth made his eyes turn dark and his voice morph into a growl, "you know what I mean."

You give up your flirty dameanor for a second to answer him honestly, "I want you, I promise this isn't a heightened rebound situation," you switch to your seductive voice again, "what's the worst that could happen? We have a secret one night stand, or the more fun option, we become fuck buddies?"

He thinks on it for a millisecond before caving in, he moves his head down to your neck kissing it softly, sending tingles all over your body. You could feel his grip loosen from your wrists giving you chance to slip free, your fingers quickly found the hem of his shirt. You pull it upwards, signalling that you wanted him to take it off, he does as you want then quickly goes back to kissing you.

His hands find the bottom of your t-shirt, "your turn," he whispers against your neck.
You cross your arms over your stomach grabbing the fabric and swiftly lift your shirt over your head and onto the floor.

"Damn doll, your so fucking perfect," he says just before his mouth is back on yours. His hands moved from your waist to your breasts, caressing and squeezing them as he plays with your nipples, causing you to moan into his mouth.

"You like that doll?"

Your eyes were closed but you felt his smirk against your lips.

A soft, "yeah," was all you could muster.

The heat and rhythm between the two of you rose as you both fiercely explored each others bodies, you could feel his hard cock rubbing up against you until you couldn't take it anymore.

"I want you inside me," you pant through kisses.

A devilish smile crosses Bucky's face, "not just yet doll, I want you wetter."

His hand moves down to your pussy, his fingers teasing your clit as they rub in circles, your hips buck under his touch as you bit your lip and moan, then he slowly inserts his middle finger, you let out a gasp as your hips buck again.

You let out a satisfying moan, "oh, James, fuck."

Your reaction made him smile, "fuck (y/n) I love it when you say my name like that."

He continues to move his fingers in and out of you as you frantically kiss him. One of your hands finds its way down to his cock, you gently wrap your fingers around it and stroke it up and down.

Bucky lets out a moan causing you to smile at the fact you could make him do that, he retaliated and moved his fingers quicker and deeper.

"James, I'm," you moan as you could feel yourself nearing the edge.

"No your not," he tells you as he removes his fingers, "not yet."

His words made you melt under him as he removes his boxers and positions himself between your legs, the head of his cock at the entrance of your now soaked vagina.

"Come on James don't tease me like this," you plead.

"Awww," he kisses you, "but I kinda like it," he admits.

"Please, just fuck me."

Your words sent a rush through his body as he forcefully pushes himself into you. This surprises you as you let out a shocked moan and grab onto his huge biceps. He too lets out a moan of pleasure as he slowly pulls back, nearly all the way out of you, but not quite.

He leans back in for a kiss and just before he does he whispers onto your lips, "tell me if I get too rough," before thrusting back into you.

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