Bucky Barnes One Shots

One night stand

A night of drinks. I rarely drank but when I did, I tended to drink hard.

I sat at the bar with my best friend, Natasha as she ordered us shots.

"Hottie alert" Nat grinned, sipping her drink.

I turn around and a man with decently long hair, a nice stuble, and tattoos ordered himself a drink.

"Go get him, girl"

"Nat, you know I don't do that."

"A one-night stand? Come on, what is the downside of fucking a man for one night and then never seeing him again?"

"Natasha, don't drag me into your whore activities."

"My whore actives keep me happy" She shrugs

"What is he's married" I scoff

"Let's ask"

"Let's not" I protest

"Man in the maroon shirt!" She yells

I cover my face and he walks over to us.

"My very single, very sexy friend, wants to know if you're married"

He glances over to me and laughs. "No, I'm not married. I'm also very single"

"Well then, I'll leave you two to it." She waves and I think about how bad I was gonna kill her when this was over.

"So, what's your name?" He asks

"Y/n" I nod

"I'm Bucky"

With a nice moment of awkward silence, he offers to buy me a drink.

"Correct me if I'm wrong, but your friend most definitely set this up for you"

"Yeah" I laugh

"Am I not your type?"

"No-Well, yes! I mean you're definitely cute, I'm just awkward"

"You're cute too" He chuckled.

We take a shit tone of shots to loosen up and eventually, we were making out.

"You wanna go back to my place?"

"Sure" I smile

~

We strip off our clothes and he carries me to his bed. He kisses my neck as he fingered me.

My head felt like it was spinning. I reach for his dick and he sits back so I could suck him off.

Even in my drunken state, I knew he was well endowed. It was a messy head job. Slobber and choking.

"Come here" He mumbled.

I sit on top of him and Bucky guided my hips. "Oh, my gosh. That good" I moan

"Wait" He pulls me off of him and grabs a condom.

~

I open my eyes and yawn. I cuddle into the blankets until I feel something behind me. "What the hell?" I groggily mumble. I look behind me and the man from last night slept next to me. I then realized that I was not in my own house.

"Maybe we didn't..." I look under the blanket and we were both naked. I curse and sit up. The hangover hit me like a brick. I slip out of the bed and the soreness of my body hit me just as hard.

"What the fuck!?" I whisper, trying to find my clothes without waking him. I give up and take one of the blankets to cover myself.

I sneak out of the room and close the door.