With Him | Bucky x Reader | Enemies with Benefits

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CONTENT WARNING: DEVILS TANGO 😈

Y/n's POV:

His sweaty, sculpted body lay beneath me as I rode his thick cock.

Bucky's hands guided my hips as I moved up and down over him.

He flipped us over and started pushing into me further and faster, making me bite my lip to stop myself from calling out his name.

His deep grunts and the sound of our wet skin slapping against each other echoed around the room and he ground his hips into me euphorically.

His lips were latched onto my neck, and I could feel myself about to come undone

"Bucky!"

My eyes sprung open and I sat up, breathing heavily. Shit.

I guess I should be glad that I hadn't had a nightmare, but dreams about Barnes, dreams like that were becoming more and more frequent. That was the second one this week.

I looked around my bedroom, thank god we were at the compound and I wasn't sharing a room with someone on a mission. So far, nobody knew. That was unless Wanda had been reading James's mind, she couldn't read mine (it came with the telepathy) but I got the feeling she wouldn't break his privacy like that. So, as far as I knew, nobody was aware of James and me participating in 'extracurricular activities' on missions.

That was the other thing, we had never fucked at the compound, not even when the others were away so I couldn't even just ask him to help out with my little issue. 

Basically, I couldn't stop thinking about having his dick inside of me.

Ugh, what have I become?

I quickly got changed and headed to the kitchen for breakfast.

"Morning everyone." I said, stealing the plate of food from Tony's hands and sitting down at the table.

Everyone except for Tony returned the greeting (he just frowned at me) and as everybody else sat down at the table I noticed Wanda and Vision's linked hands.

I raised my eyebrows at her as if to say "What's going on there?" but she just glared to say "Don't say anything."

I glanced at Nat who smiled and nodded. "I ship it." She whispered in my ear, sitting down next to me.

I took a bite of my food as Nat called to Clint for the orange juice but found that my food was boring as fuck. "Hey Bucky, can you pass the salt?" I called down the table. Barnes stretched out his arm and gave me the shaker.

All the chatter stopped.

All the eyes turned to me, to James (whose face now displayed a knowing smirk), and back to me.

"Did you just call him Bucky?" Asked Tony.

"No..." I replied. But what was meant to be a statement ended up sounding a lot more like a question.

"You did." Said Clint, "She definitely did."

Asshole.

To somebody listening in, this would have sounded like a huge overreaction but not if you knew about the huge argument that had taken place no less than six months ago where Tony had yelled that I was being 'difficult' for not using the nickname and ended with James saying that he'd never listen if I did anyway.

"Oh my God. It's working." Grinned Nat, "My plan to make you two get along is working!"

Well, I got along with his dick, but I doubt that that is what she intended.

The rest of the meal felt like it lasted forever, but as soon as I managed to escape the room, I found myself cornered in the corridor with the one person I was hoping I could avoid for a day or two.

"Bucky, huh?" James grinned at me, "Where else have I heard you say that?"

"Fuck off and stop being such a dickhead." I grumbled.

"I'm pretty sure there's only one type of thought that could have been running through your head when you said that." He grinned, "Want to confirm for me?"

"I was not thinking about us having sex." I said through gritted teeth.

"I never said you were," He retorted. "But your answer makes me think that I was right."

I rolled my eyes.

"Were you thinking of how my hands feel on your body?" He whispered, his lips hovering just above my ear as he stepped towards me.

I took a step backward.

"Were you thinking of how good I can make you feel with my fingers?" He backed me into the wall, lowering his head and brushing his lips over mine.

My breath caught in my throat, I bit my lip and shook my head.

"No?" He taunted, placing his metal hand on my hip. "Then were you thinking about how my cock feels in your pretty little mouth? Or were you thinking about somewhere a little lower?" 

His fingers started tracing a line from the point on my hip down my body, pausing at the waistband of my pants.

I reached in to kiss him and he immediately kissed back, stifling my moan with his lips.

I felt him back away and I almost whimpered at the loss of connection before I noticed his hold on my wrist as he pulled me toward his bedroom.

As soon as James had pushed me inside the room and onto his bed, his lips connected with mine. He sucked and bit on my lower lip as if he wanted to keep me there.

I felt his fingers reach under the hem of my shirt, we only broke the kiss to pull it over my head.

His tongue started to explore my mouth earning another moan from me before I felt him reach around my back to undo my bra.

My hand delved under his shirt, coming to rest on his perfect abs as I felt his lips start to suck on my neck.

One of his hands played with my breast as the other slid under my pants and panties to feel me.

"So wet, Y/n/n. So fucking wet." He breathed against my chest. "Need to taste."

He quickly pulled off the remainder of my clothes and pushed my legs apart as I fought to stop them from shaking in anticipation.

A breathy moan escaped my lips as he licked a stripe along my pussy and another at the moment I felt him connect with my clit. He sucked on it and flicked it with his tongue expertly as he brought a finger to my entrance.

"Bucky-" I whimpered. "I've been needing this."

His chuckle vibrated through my core and I found myself fighting to hold my orgasm but as soon as I felt his fingers push inside me, I knew I couldn't hold it much longer.

His fingers curled inside me, bringing me to my climax in what felt like seconds and I erupted on top of him in a moaning mess.

"You look so pretty like that, coming on top of me." His deep voice said softly as he pulled his fingers out of me, sucking my juices off one before bringing the other to my mouth. "You and your gorgeous moans"

He pressed a kiss against my lips before walking into his en suite, leaving me lying on his bed, exhausted.

"I hate you." I yelled through the bathroom door.

"I hate you too, Doll"

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