Sam and Bucky one shots

Monster lovin (sam)

Warnings: SMUT LIKE CRAZY. Angst with happy end

A/n: just a little spooky season lovin'. Sam does things to me. Beta'd by @soorwellystan as always😝💕 I hope y'all like this one😭 ALSO?? What's with the lack of Sam fics I mean the dude can get it like? ANYWAY Sam Wilson I'm in love with you. Non-descriptive reader. She's not "tiny" it's just that Sam's huge in this😭

Pairing: Frankenstein!Sam x wizard!reader

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Somewhere deep in the forest lies kingdoms ruled by two different kings. The first king Rogers rules the kingdom of Brooklyn with an iron fist. Keeping all crafts and darkness from his people. The other King, Stark ruler of the kingdom of Manhattan is an inventor born from a witch. Crazy to most but not to the ghouls and creatures that roam the forest at night. The citizens of the dark that have been shunned deep in the forest, away from society. Forced to live their life in the shadows.
You and your husband Sam moved here to the village of Manhattan to escape the angry mobs of Brooklyn who condemned you for your wizard ways. Your old town shunned you both deeming you both devil worshippers. Even though you moved they still harass you both. Sending hunters to your cabin and burning your gardens, only to find their efforts futile when your garden is revived the next day. It was all fun and games until one day it wasn't.
Sam was walking home one night and a group of young hunters circled him and beat him to death leaving him on your doorstep to find in the morning. Your cries rang throughout the forest. Haunting the people of both kingdoms.
Sam was all you had left. The only person in this world who understood you. He didn't treat you like a servant house wife. He understood your passion for science and the occult.
When you found him on your front porch you fell to your knees sobbing over his corpse. That day you promised you'd avenge him. You took him into your lab and went to work.
You spent weeks coming up with different potions and spells to revive your lover. Visiting different witches and ghouls trying to get a piece of information. All while Sam's corpse rots in your lair.
Finally after weeks of research you've got it. You've come up with the perfect serum to revive your husband and get revenge on those cruel town folk. The spell required lighting and with a little weather spell in your clutch you were set.
Strapping Sam's body to the metal slab, you opened the roof hatch. Rain and wind pouring down inside your lab, a loud thinker strike bringing a sadistic smile to your face. Walking up to his body you administer the serum.
"This might hurt a bit my love"
Grabbing six syringes you gather them in your hands and jab them into his chest, injecting the serum into him. You turn around and walk to the lever and raise the metal platform. His body is rising higher and higher near the Lightning rods on the roof.
You hold your breath waiting for them to catch a ray. A loud explosion makes you jump up in excitement and run towards the lever to lower your lover and closing the roof.
You breath hitches when you see him again. His body seems larger. Monstrously large, it's like every part of him you loved is 3x larger.
In your distraction of his size you don't notice his eyes snapping or his hand lifting until you feel it wrapped about your neck.
"Sam! Sam it's me. Your wife" you choke out as he walks you back towards the wall. He grunt in response and looks you over growling in appreciation
"Tiny girl"
You look at him flustered and confused
"You don't remember me?" You ask sadden when he shakes his head no.
"No sad tiny girl. I make happy?"
You roll your eyes at this monster version of your husband moving around him to get to your book of spells looking for a memory restoration spell. He lets out a sad grunt at the loss of you from his body
"I'm not "tiny girl". You're just ridiculously huge, must've been the serum. Of course the goblins didn't tell me about this side effect. Never trust the fae." And it's true. Where your husband once stood 5 feet 11 inches tall he's now a good 6 feet 6 inches, his biceps bigger than your head and his thighs as thick as tree trunks. Makes you wonder what else was enlarged. The thought sends a wave of heat throughout your body.
"Still tiny girl" his voice startled you. You didn't hear him walking up to you, his body caging you to your desk "pretty tiny girl" your eyes flutter shut when you feel his bulge grind into your back making you curse "I make happy tiny girl? Make you feel good?"
You turn around to look at your undead lover. Your eyes lower to look at the tent in his pants and then back up into his eyes, giving him a little smirk. "I suppose the spell can wait" he gives you a spine tingling grin and lifts you up by the back of your thighs, carrying you to the metal platform he once laid. Your lips slotting over his, sighing in content at the feeling you haven't felt in weeks.
He slams you against the metal, detaching his lips from yours to roughly lift the skirt of your dress. He growls in appreciation when he sees your bare cunt.
"Dirty tiny girl" his hands slide up your thighs slowly squeezing until his fingers reach your wet folds. Slipping through and collecting your wetness making you moan softly "fuck, I guess there's one thing you didn't forget huh" you chuckle through soft gasps
His large fingers circling your clenching core sending a fresh gush of arousal to leak from you. Slowly he curls a finger in making your breath hitch. He growls as your pussy clamps down tight on his finger. He slowly thrusts his finger in the feeling almost overwhelming. You hadn't felt this since the night before his passing. Slowly pulling out he adds another and picks up the pace. Fucking your tight wet cunt with two thick fingers. The palm of his hand rubbing against your clit makes you sit forward to chase the feeling.
All too soon you feel the tightening in your belly. The wet sounds of his fingers fucking you so good, stretching you out to take his cock. The thought of his already large dick getting bigger with the serum breaks you. The feeling washes over, pure bliss cumming on his fingers. You let out a soft whine at the slick pop of his fingers leaving your pussy.
"I make tiny girl feel good?"
You give him a wistful smile "yeah baby you made me feel good." You look down at the tent in his pants "but you know what would make me feel better?" He grunt in question willing to do anything to make the pretty lady in front of him feel good
Your hand trails up his thigh, fingers brushing his clothed cock making him buck his hips forward. Unbuttoning his pants and slipping them down as his thick, long cock springing out and slapping his abs. Your mouth agape at the sight.
Wrapping your hand around him your fingers can barely touch. You give him a few strokes standing and guiding him to lay down on the metal platform. Straddling him you grind your hips over his twitching length coating him in your arousal. You lift yourself and guide him to your entrance, both of you moaning at the feeling. His fat cock stretching you out painfully good. He's the biggest you've had even before the serum but now you can barely fit him in. You lift yourself off him and sink down taking him inch by inch until he's fully nestled in you. You lay your body over him and slot your lips over his.
The feeling of you around him makes him excited. He wraps his arms around you bending his knees and fucks up into you. Grunting and growling into your ear while you moan in pain and pleasure.
He flips you over on your back. Covering your smaller body with his large one.  Desperately rutting into you
"Pretty girl so good" he grunts finding his rhythm and slowly remembering how to fuck you good. His thrusts are fast and deep. His cock pressing into all the right spots making you cry out for him. The pressure brings tears to your eyes, making him hum in confusion "why pretty girl cry?" He asks not stopping his brutal thrusts.
"It's good tears baby. It's good-so good" you manage to choke out.
"Oh fuck Sammy I'm gonna cum keep going baby. Come on my little monster keep going" you yell as he fucks into you deeper and harder.
"Feel funny tiny girl. Feel so good. What happening?" His brows furrow as he practically whines.
"It's ok baby you're gonna feel good. Keep going keep going on my god oh my god" you pant while cumming on his cock milking his own orgasm from him. Thick ropes of cum spilling into your warm walls. His body falling into yours. The weight of him makes you feel safe as you both catch your breath. You push him lightly to get him to lift himself off you. His soft cock slipping out of you making his come trickle out of you. He lets out a confused noise as he watches the cum spilling from your pussy
"What that tiny girl?"
You laugh softly at his curious expression.
"It's love baby. My love and yours" you scoop some up and bring it to his lips. Smearing your mixed arousal on them. "It tastes good doesn't it?" You bring the finger towards your lips licking up the cum humming at the taste making his cock twitch again.
"Love? Love good?"
"Love is so good baby. It's what me and you have" you raise yourself to your knees and give him a small peck on his lips. Giving him a mad grin. "Are you ready to get our revenge sweetie?"
He smiles back giving you a growl in affirmation.