Stucky smut hehehehehe. these are very detailed smut one shots, so please remember that. hope you enjoy you dirty b**ches. Btw, not all spelling is going to be perfect and most of these are smut, some are slight smut, some even have self harm, PTSD...
My god! These two... Just as a couple... Oh god I can't 😫
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{Simon Ghost Riley.}
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{Bucky Barnes.}
"This is bullshit... Absolute, utter bullshit" Bucky says, his arms crossed over his chest as he stares out the window of the jet. Ghost and Bucky were flying back to Stark tower after a mission taking down another Hydra base again like almost every week.
But today was different. Steve was laughing, slightly jealous, Natasha and Bruce were laughing and so was Tony as they all sat in their seats. But for bucky, he couldn't find another seat... He didn't have another seat. So worse came to worse and he had to sit in between Ghost's thighs.
Did Ghost find this annoying. Yes, he did. But something deep down in him told him differently, like a light bulb turning on. Ghost offered though, so this was kinda his fault in a way. He knew Steve and him got along well, but something in him, even though he would never admit it felt extremely jealous, and he couldn't deal with that.
The way Ghost leaned back in his seat, his skull mask covering his face, his dark black and grey army outfit made bucky feel heat rise to his cheeks slightly as he looked at him in the reflection of the jet window. Steve was jealous, Ghost knew this just by the way Steve was stealing glances here and there.
Bucky was bouncing his leg anxiously, his thighs brushing Ghost's, making bucky feel an urge to just sit up and run away, but something made him sit there. It wasn't like anything was holding him down. Not even Ghost's hands were, so why didn't he just get the fuck up and sit in someone's lap like Steve's?
Ghost stared out the window, looking at the clouds as they floated in the air. It was peaceful, just the quiet hum of the jet filling the air... Well, here and there you'll see pictures being taken of them two, but other than that, the jet was peaceful. Bucky wasn't though. He might have been on the outside, but the inside he was screaming, his mind was raging with emotions he's never felt.
Ghost shifted in his seat slightly, feeling just how bad Bucky was getting tense. He rolled his eyes and leaned forward. "If you don't like sitting here, then go sit in someone else's lap" Ghost said sternly, almost in a commanding tone that sent Bucky's mind sky rocketing with emotions and thoughts.
