Bucky Barnes Smut

Firewood

Lumberjack! Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: When you decide to chop wood in your backyard, your hot neighbor, who happens to be a lumberjack, offers you some help.

Word count: 4.8K

Author: mrsbarnesblog on tumblr 

Warnings: +18❗️smut, hot neighbor bucky is a fucking warning, kinda size kink, rough sex, protected sex, dirty talk, pet names

Author's note: this is one of my favorite works, so I hope everyone who hasn't read it before will like it too (it's hard to not fall for lumberjack Bucky, tbh🤷‍♀️)

"Hey, do you need help?" You stopped what you were doing. You breathed heavily, your arms ached, and you were already sweating. The man, your neighbor, whom you already saw a few times when you arrived home, was standing before you with his hands in his jeans pockets.

He was attractive. Really handsome. Probably 6 feet tall, with broad shoulders and visibly a lot of muscles under the clothes. Yeah, that red henley left nothing for your imagination. His dark hair was put in a low bun, and he had a little stubble on his face. But you mostly noticed his bright blue eyes, which looked straight at you very attentively.

"Sorry, what?" You said as you wiped sweat from your forehead with the sleeve of your shirt.

"I asked if you needed help. Sorry, but it seems like you have some troubles." He smiled at you almost shyly, and you couldn't even make yourself mad at his words.

"Um, It's my first time doing it." You awkwardly smiled back, finally putting a big ax to the ground. "But I need wood for my fireplace, so I have to work with what I have."

"I see... but don't you have a boyfriend or a husband? I mean, it's not really easy to do for a woman, and you seem pretty... petite for this?" It almost sounded like a question. "I wanted to say that I can help you if you allow me, because that thing might be really dangerous if you don't know how to work with it, and I'm a lumberjack, so... it's not a problem for me." He awkwardly started to rub his neck. "I'm Bucky, by the way."

"For a woman?" You playfully arched an eyebrow. "So you think that only men can do this?" You saw how his eyes widened, and you tried to hold your laughter.

"No, no! That's not what I meant!" He lifted both hands in the air. "It's just gonna take you forever to do, and as I said before, It's not the safest work. And since this is my job, I could've helped you. As a neighbor, you know?"

"Relax, I'm just joking." You softly smiled at him. "Nice to finally meet you. I'm Y/N." You reached out your hand. Bucky's face relaxed, but then his lips curled into a mischievous smile.

"I like you." He said, as he shook your hand. His grip was tight, and you felt that he really did a lot of physical work with his hands.

"Oh... thanks?"

"Soo, do you need help?" He asked again.

"Um, honestly, I don't know. I can't just let you work for me for free. Can I pay you?"

"Doll, I have enough money, and I don't need yours. I don't think that you need tons of firewood, so it would be easy work for me."

"Okay, but maybe I can give you food? Pastry? I really love to cook, and everyone said that I'm good at it." You nervously played with your sleeve while Bucky was staring directly at you.

"Deal. I would honestly die for homemade food, 'cause last time I ate it was at my ma's and I really miss it. But you don't have to do this, okay?"

"And you don't have to help me." You shot back.