Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 1 (BB X Reader)

After Hours*

A/N: This story contains adult themes and a steamy office theme. If you don't want to read this part, then please skip ahead.

It was five minutes until the end of the day when your boss called you into his office and told you that he needed you to stay late. It was Friday and everyone was rushing out of the building as soon as the clock struck five, but you were stuck at your desk gathering financial reports for your overbearing boss, Bucky Barnes. As his assistant, you were expected to be available whenever he was in the office...which was most of his waking hours.

Tonight he was going over reports to determine if he wanted to purchase a resort in the Maldives. Although his main line of business was running a very successful and lucrative architectural company, he also liked investing in real estate. You admired the fact that he was driven when it came to his career, but you also believed he needed to lighten up and have some fun. His life seemed to be all work and no play. You had a running joke with your friend Sam, who worked in the accounting department, that Bucky wouldn't be so uptight if he just got laid.

You never confided in Sam about the fact that you were more than willing to volunteer as tribute if Bucky needed some action. He was a fucking Adonis. Icy blue eyes, perfectly styled short brown hair, panty dropping smile, and a body that made women drool. The thought of being thoroughly fucked by your hot as hell, domineering boss had you pressing your thighs together under your desk. Sam would give you so much shit if he ever found out about the dirty thoughts you had about Bucky.

At the thought of your bestie, he came bounding up to your desk. He saw your computer still on and files scattered over your desk and frowned.

"Are you shitting me? He's making you work late on a Friday?" He wasn't quiet in his frustration at your asshole boss.

"Shh, Sam! He'll hear you!" You whispered loudly.

"So what?" Sam crossed his arms defiantly

"So he'll fire me, that's what. Look, I know we had plans to grab drinks, but we'll have to do it next week. Okay?"

"He'll probably have you working late next week, too." He glared at Bucky's closed door and loudly added, "maybe if he got laid he wouldn't be such a dick."

"Oh my God! Shut up."

You popped out of your chair and turned Sam towards the exit, hoping that Bucky hadn't heard him through the thick wooden door. You pushed him until he was standing in front of the elevators.

"I'll call you tomorrow, Sam."

Sam stepped onto the elevator and screamed out to you as the door began to close.

"Fine. I still think he needs to get laid, though!"

You shook your head and laughed as you walked back to your desk. When you rounded the corner, you found Bucky leaned against your desk, legs crossed in front of him and arms crossed over his chest. You froze when his icy blue eyes met yours.

"Mr. Barnes! H-how can I help you?"

"Do you have those reports ready that I asked for, Y/n?"

"I'm almost done. Just have to finish organizing them. I should be done in about ten minutes."

"Well, if you weren't busy gossiping with your friend, you could have had them done already."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Barnes. It won't happen again."

He nodded and pushed off your desk to walk back into his office. You took a seat while grumbling under your breath about Sam and continued organizing the information you had gathered for him. Bucky turned around in the doorway of his office and called out to you.