Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 1 (BB X Reader)

Strip*

A/N: This is another spicy one my lovelies. As always, please skip if you prefer not to read it. Thank you for your continued support!

Bucky and Sam were sitting at a table close to the stage. Dim lights and pulsing music set the stage for the upcoming act. A platinum blonde in baby pink lingerie walked up to them and placed her palms flat on the table. She smiled down at Sam and then Bucky.

"Hey boys. Care for a dance?" Her pink painted lips pursed and she arched a brow.

"No thanks, sweetheart. We're good." Sam said dismissively.

The blonde shrugged her shoulders and then walked away to find another client.

"This mission sucks." Bucky grumbled.

"You're only saying that because Tony picked your girlfriend for the mission instead of Nat or Wanda."

"Wouldn't you be pissed? All these assholes are gonna be eye fucking her."

"She had the skills that the mission required, Buck. Y/n was the best option."

"Just because she did...this," He gestured to the stage, "on other missions before we met doesn't mean I have to like that she's doing it now."

Bucky leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. He looked like a kid who was pouting because he didn't get his way. Sam laughed and set his eyes back on the stage. The low music that was pumping through the club faded and the DJ came across the speakers to announce the next dancer.

"We have a special treat for you tonight, gentlemen. You might recognize our next performer from her amazing bartending and waitressing skills, but tonight she's going to be taking the stage instead of your drink orders. So, open up those wallets and make her feel welcome. Say hello to our beautiful triple threat, Trinity."

The stage went dark. When the red lights came back on, you were standing with your back to the crowd. The red and black lingerie you wore barely left anything to the imagination. The lights began to pulse as Masterpiece by Cloudy June began. You turned to look over your shoulder at the crowd, a small smirk on your face.

"What the fuck is she wearing?" Bucky's eyes widened at the lack of fabric covering your body and his head twisted to look at Sam.

"It's a strip club, Bucky. What did you expect her to wear? Strippers don't wear parkas."

Sam turned his attention back to you. Rage boiled in Bucky's veins as he heard the men in the club beginning to whistle and call for you to take off the skimpy outfit you had on. Tony would kill him if he blew your cover, but it was getting more and more tempting as he watched your body writhing on the stage.

Your hips moved to the music as you turned to fully face the crowd of men. You found Bucky in the crowd and a sexy smile lifted the corners of your mouth. Your hair flowed in waves over your shoulder as you fell to your knees in front of Bucky. You rolled your body as you looked into his eyes and ran your hands through your hair, over your neck, and between your breasts.

Bucky looked like he might burst. His eyes openly roamed over your mostly naked body. You watched him swallow hard. He couldn't be enjoying the fact that a room full of men were watching you move around the stage so erotically. A jealous Bucky always resulted in mind blowing, hot, dirty sex. You're talking sex so dirty that you felt like you needed to pray for your mortal soul afterwards. There was no reason you couldn't have a little fun while completing your mission.

You slid to the ground on your stomach, right side facing Sam and Bucky with your chest pressed into the stage floor, and raised onto your knees with your ass in the air. You moved your hips in a circle, bottom lip clenched between your teeth, as you made eye contact with Sam. You shot Bucky a quick glance and saw his jaw clenched and hands resting on his thighs balled into fists. You smirked at him and then worked your way to a standing position and walked to the pole positioned in the middle of the stage.