Avengers One Shots

bucky x reader - again?

Content Warnings/Kinks: dominance, praise kink, daddy kink, choking, scratching (marks), breath play, breast play, finger sucking, fingering, cum swallowing, oral sex, unprotected vaginal sex (multiple rounds)

Again?

"You know I wasn't sure if you were going to ask me out again..."

"Oh yeah?" Bucky smiled slowly in that way Y/n was starting to think might just drive her crazy, "Why's that?"

"No reason in particular I guess" she blushed.

"You should give yourself more credit you know? You're a beautiful and smart woman Y/n"

His steel eyes lingered on hers for a beat too long before he moved to hold the restaurant door open for her.

~ 3 hours later ~

"Well, this is my place" she smiled nervously as she invited Bucky into her apartment.

"It's very nice Y/n" he nodded curtly as he assessed the place.

Y/n shook her head, chuckling at the polite way he talked. She'd noticed him talking this way on their last date, using odd expressions, almost sounding as if he was from a different time.

"Come, I'll give you a tour" she offered with a small chuckle, gesturing to the small space.

She took his gloved hand, leading him in a small circle through the apartment. He glanced down at the connection but if he had anything to say about it he kept his thoughts to himself.

"Kitchen" she pointed.

"Kitchen" he affirmed, bobbing his head slightly.

"Living room"

Another curt nod.

"Bathroom, in case you need it" she smiled, "and...Bedroom"

They stood in front of her door. It seemed to Y/n as if Bucky was trying his hardest to not peak into the cozy room or maybe there was something else that he was trying to resist.

"Bucky..." she said quietly, her voice thicker than she'd have liked.

His gloved hand came up to her cheek, caressing the skin with a softness she somehow hadn't expected, the leather smooth against her skin.

"Can I-" he seemed to gather himself, "Can I kiss you?"

"You can kiss me"

The tension between them crackled. As Bucky leaned down, his tall, broad frame curving down to meet hers as she tilted her parted lips upward. When he finally captured her lips with his it was like they both were suddenly put in a trance, unable to keep their hands off of each other. Bucky's hands slid under the fabric of her shirt, gripping at her waist just as hers secured themselves behind his neck.

"Fuck" he groaned onto her mouth.

Guiding them into her bedroom, she moved backward until he knees hit the edge of her plush mattress. His hand grazed her neck lightly as their kisses slowed. She melted into his touch, sighing onto his mouth at the feeling. He parted their lips slowly, dragging away from her only by an inch or two to ask, "May I?"

When she nodded, both his hands gripped her breasts, kneading their tender tissue. He kissed between them and down her stomach, stopping above her pussy, concealed still by her short skirt and panties.

"You're so fucking perfect doll" he groaned as he slid them down her legs.

"Doll?" She chuckled lightly, arching a questioning brow, "How old are you?"