Everything was dark. Everything was damp and hot, the smell of amber, leather, and rose. Damn he smells expensive. My hands and legs were spread across a bed.
I feel exposed.
It was until a warm but cold set of hands grabbed my wrist. I felt his breath tower inches above my face. My breath hitched as I felt a cold and sharp object lightly trace across my collarbone. "How would you like to be tied up, doll" he said, then nibbling on my ear before leaving a trace of kisses down my neck.
"I- what" he grabbed a hold of my throat then applied pressure to the sides of my neck. "Don't make me repeat myself doll." His other hand then slithered it's way under my panties. He rubbed my clit making me moan with pleasure, and made it even harder to answer his question. He continued, " Answer me doll."
Damn that was so fucking hot.
"T-tight please Bucky." I finally moaned out.
"That's sir to you slut. " In normal circumstances I would smack the shit out of him, but now, that just made me ten times wetter.
"Yes sir." With that I already knew that I had a long night ahead of me.
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Fifty Shades of Barnes
FanfictionAfter y/n is introduced to the Avengers, the rest of the team accepts her but she is instantly criticized by none other than James Buchanan Barnes. After experiencing many life or death situations will they ever become more than unacquainted teammat...
