The Bet

Epilogue

A/n: I was reading my own story and realized how messed up it was to end the story like that. And I felt bad for robbing you guys. So because I love you all... here's my Christmas present to you <3. Warning, there is smut and a praise and daddy kink.

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The day was more perfect then you could've imagined. All thanks to Tony really. He was the one who spent a crap load of money on your wedding. You tried to get him to tell you the amount, but his stubborn ass wouldn't budge.

Now, you're currently walking inside the avengers compound to have a few minutes alone with Bucky. Tony told you guys to be ready in thirty minutes.

He originally was gonna tell you ten, but decided against it when he realized how horny you and Bucky are for each other. He's not wrong though. The two of you are always leaving dinner or movie nights early to spend the whole night fucking.

You can't count the amount of times Tony's walked in on you and Bucky fucking. You'd think he'd start knocking, but nope. You always laugh though, because Tony makes a weird noise and Bucky get overprotective of you and start cussing Tony out, while he continues to fuck you.

Every time, Tony runs away yelling, 'I really need to buy you a new lock!'

Yea. Bucky broke your doorknob after he walked in on you wearing a very revealing lingerie. Tony never got you a new one. Not even when Bucky moved into your room after Peter and him were supposed to be roommates.

Bucky said "no way in hell I'm sharing a room with that... thing."

The second you make it to your room, Bucky slams the door shut and looks around your room. He grabs your dresser and pushes it in front of the door.

"No distractions," he says as he begins to loosen his tie and walk toward you. "God you look absolutely gorgeous," Bucky says as he looks you up and down.

"Kiss me," you say and Bucky pulls you against him and kisses you. "You can't rip my dress," you mumble against his lips. He nods, "I know."

He spins you around and starts to unbutton your dress. "Jesus fuck, by the time I get this off of ya, we're only gonna have like 5 seconds to fuck," Bucky mumbles.

You roll your eyes and undo the first few buttons before shoving the dress down your legs, without ripping it. Bucky let's out a low growl as he rakes his eyes up and down your body. He quickly undresses and throws you on your bed.

He crawls above you and drops his right hand down in between your legs. He uses his middle finger to run over your underwear, feeling how damp the fabric is. "That's my girl alright. Already wet for her daddy. Mhm," Bucky moans.

"Only for you," you coo up at Bucky. He smirks and pulls your underwear off. He carefully takes your bra off, doing his best to not rip it. "So fucking beautiful," he says as he looks at your naked figure. "And it's all mine," he smirks.

You gasp when you feel two metal fingers enter you. Bucky knows exactly what to do to make you cum faster. He starts to pump his fingers in and out of you roughly.

Immediately, you feel your walls start to pulse around his thick digits. "So soft," Bucky chokes out. You him in agreement as you bite your lip to stop your moans from escaping.

You shut your eyes close, so it's a surprise when you feel his tongue make contact with your clit. You feel your climax creep up of you, and you fist Bucky's hair in your hand and you cum on his fingers and tongue.

He pulls his fingers out of you and uses his tongue to lap up your release. You moan at the feeling, and Bucky moans back. He pulls back and sits on his knees.

Eyes practically black as he stares at you. Completely start struck by you. His wife.

Internally laughing to himself at how this all started with a bet. The two of you had different feelings and intentions. You didn't want to be with Bucky, and really wanted to be with you. Even if he didn't realize it. He thought the dates would be torture for just you. Not him too. Every time the two of you went out, Bucky had to restrict himself from touching, or kissing you. But he doesn't have to anymore, now that your his.

He pumps his cock in his hand a few times before lining up with your slit and slowly shoving himself in. You accept his cock with ease. Having it in you so many times, your walls have adjusted to his size, making it easier for both of you each time.

Bucky stays on his knees as he slowly starts to fuck you. Drawing out his movements, so it's more enjoyable when he starts to go rough. One of his favorite things to do. "Bucky please," you moan as you scrunch your eyes shut.

"Just a little bit longer baby," Bucky says. He takes your right leg and lets it rest on his left shoulder. His hips start to move more rapidly, causing you to moan louder.

Bucky's right hand clamps over your mouth. "You gotta be quiet doll. I hate it too, but there's a lot of people here and I don't want them to hear you," he says softly.

His thumb traces over your lips before disappearing between them. You greedily suck on it, swirling your tongue around his finger. Bucky swears his cock grew harder inside of you, and he had to rip his thumb out of your mouth before he came.

He used his now free hand to grab your other leg and let it rest on his other shoulder. Letting himself get deeper inside of you, Bucky pressed his hips into your and stilled his movement. He let out a string of curses when he felt you clench around him.

"Bucky," you moan, keeping your voice as low as you can. "I know baby, I know," he says.

Without a warning, he thrusted into you again, making you groan and tightly close your eyes. "You like that?" Bucky asks with a sly grin. "You like when daddy fucks you like that? I bet you do."

Bucky let's your legs drop back to your sides. He leans over you, placing each hand beside your head for better leverage as his hips move at an incredibly fast rate. You let out a whine and grab Bucky's face to connect his lips to yours.

Both of your eyes shut tightly when your walks tightened around his cock, pulsing around him and causing him to get deeper inside of you. "Fuck yea," Bucky moans, "such a good girl. Taking all of my cock. I'm so proud of you doll."

You cry out as your second orgasm approaches. Bucky silences you by kissing you. He groans into your mouth when he feels you cum, practically drowning his cock in your cum. Your orgasm triggers his and he shoots his load deep inside you. Drenching your walls with himself, claiming you as his even even more. You'll always be his. He's left his fingerprints all over you. You're his, his to kiss, his to fill. His and only his.

He pulls out of you and lays next to you. Both of you are breathing heavily and you can't help but let out a small giggle. Oh how you're grateful you're too arrogant to agree Bucky was the better ex-assassin. Thank god you made that stupid bet.

And thank god Bucky won it.