With Him | Bucky x Reader | Enemies with Benefits

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CONTENT WARNING: IT APPEARS THAT BUCKY AND Y/N FOUND SOME TOYS

Y/n's POV:

"What are you doing?" I asked as James lead me through to the dining room with a blindfold wrapped around my eyes and sat me down in a chair.

"You'll see." He answered, walking through to the kitchen.

"Buck!" I yelled, "What are you doing?"

I heard his footsteps re-enter the room and I heard the sound of something heavy setting down on the table, it sounded like a bottle of wine.

James pulled the blindfold off me and smirked. "All the others are out on a mission together, so I made dinner." he grinned, sitting down and pouring me a glass of wine before filling his own.

"That's- very nice," I said hesitantly. why was he smirking so much, this was weird.

"It is, isn't it?" He lifted his glass. "Cheers."

"Cheers." I started to smile, maybe he was just being nice.

"I made steak. How do you like it?" He asked politely.

"I usually go with medium rare." I answered. 

"Good, that's what I guessed." he laughed a little and I felt my smile begin to grow.

This was actually really nice of him. I was officially surprised.

"I love your dress." He said, his eyes running up and down my figure.

"You did tell me which one to wear, so I guessed you would." I smirked back at him.

"No panties?"

"No panties. Just like you told me." I replied seductively.

Bucky stood up and started to speak, "I actually need to go finish everything up, I'll be back in a second." He turned around to walk off before doubling back. "Oh, Y/n?"

I nodded in reply, taking another sip of my wine.

"I want you to put this in." He grinned even bigger, handing me a small, pink, remote-controlled vibrator.

Holy fuck.

I nearly spat out my wine as he walked off.

Shit. This was more than just dinner, this was a game.

When he walked back in with two gorgeously plated steaks, I was sitting perfectly still in my chair.

"Did you do what I said?" he asked, sitting down in front of me for the second time.

I swallowed the saliva building in the back of my throat and nodded.

"Good girl." He grinned. "You wanna test it out?"

I nodded again.

"We're not sitting in silence all night, Doll. I need you to talk to me."

"Let's try it." I smirked back at him.

He pulled out his phone and I felt a low buzzing in my core. I could hold up conversation, but fuck did it feel good.

"You alright there, Y/n?" James grinned, phone in hand with his head tilted to the side in a mocking manner. "You look a little...preoccupied."

"I'm...fine." I answered, biting my lip to give myself something else to focus on. I may not fully understand the rules, but I was not about to loose this game. "Thank you for cooking, James."

"No problem, Doll." He winked at me. 

He fucking winked.

"Try some." He said, hinting to the plate in front of me.

I cut off a piece and loaded my fork with a mix of everything on the plate, it looked amazing but Bucky never cooked for the team, was he secretly a good chef?

As I lifted the fork up to my mouth, I felt the sensation inside me multiply by a hundred. I grabbed the edge of the table for support and tried to regulate my breathing.

"Stronzo." I muttered, loud enough for him to hear me. (asshole)

"I'm sorry, сука," he grinned back, "It must have been an accident." (bitch)

"I speak Russian, James." 

"I know, I read it in your file." he grinned.

I took a mouthful of the food and oh my fucking God. I let out a tiny moan and Bucky's grin widened.

"Any good?" he asked, already knowing the answer.

"It's complete shit." I answered, a complete lie.

"Don't lie to me, Y/n. We both know you're loving it."  He informed me before increasing the level of the vibrator inside me. "That's a punishment."

Fuck.

Bucky was having the time of his life watching me try to eat while gasping periodically. The red wine wasn't helping either, and I found myself subconsciously grinding against the seat, trying to increase the friction.

"Sit still..." Bucky warned, unable to hide how the corners of his lips pointed up as he watched me squirm, "You just need to behave for five more minutes to finish your meal. You can do that."

He was sitting across from me with his empty plate in front of him, and I knew what was about to happen before he did anything.

Pulses of pleasure filled my body as Bucky messed around with the controls, my breath coming out in heavy gasps and pants as my hand shook in front of my face and my eyes fluttered closed.

My hand reached out for where Bucky's had been as I started to rock on my seat, I held on tightly as I whimpered and moaned in front of him.

Fuck. I think this counts as him winning the game.

"Buck-" I tried to speak, but my mouth wasn't working.

I felt him walk over to me and turn the chair to face him as I climaxed on the seat, a shaking moaning mess.

"You look beautiful like this, Y/n/n." he whispered

"Fuck- You" I managed to reply as my release drew to an end.

Bucky took a step closer and kissed my forehead.

Then my nose.

My lips
My neck and my partially exposed chest.

He knelt down in front of me, gently pulling out the vibrator.

"May I have my dessert now, Doll?" He begged me.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

I nodded, full of need.

He held eye contact with me as he moved my hips to the edge and lifted my skirt above them. 

Before I knew it, his head was buried between my thighs, his tongue licked me hungrily, his teeth brushed my clit before he started to suck on it, almost making me scream.

He worked with his fingers too, tracing them around my entrance and teasing me. As if he hadn't teased me enough this evening

When he finally pushed them in, I couldn't contain the whimper that left my mouth. Since when did I whimper?

It was something about Bucky that made me even needier than I had been with any guy before. He was so fucking hot and he knew just what to do to make me come. Which is exactly what he started doing.

He curled his finger inside me, he twirled his tongue around my clit, he let me reach my fingers into his hair and force me into him. He groaned and the sound rippled through my body along with my second crashing orgasm. 

I could hear Bucky licking and slurping my juices, trying not to waste a drop.

That was so fucking hot.

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