Oneshots

Sex shop Bucky

The girls had insisted that you needed to be the one to pick up stuff for the party. Everyone else said they were too busy with other, more important wedding prep to pick up these kinds of supplies, but you grew to think that it was more for the entertainment value of sending the goody-two-shoes to such an embarrassing place.

This was your first time going to an 'adult store', as you were tasked with picking up games and party supplies for your friend's bachelorette party the following weekend. You'd never been to a shop like this before, and you could hardly believe it was real, even as you stared right at it from the other side of the street.

The bride had given you the address, saying something along the lines of 'this place is the best'. Yet, upon arrival, you found it to be a dark red with an almost gothic theme. You were left nearly trembling in your shoes as you debated whether to just go in or run away and just buy the crap off of Amazon.

You decided it was better to get this over with and get the stuff instead of going back empty-handed to a teasing and cackling bridal party. So you bucked up, took a deep breath, and crossed the street to enter the store.
You're immediately greeted by a shiny black mannequin decked out in red pleather straps circling where its nipples and crotch would be. You stumble back for a second before scurrying around it as you take in the oddly large store.

There were walls upon walls of vibrators, dildos, and naughty nighttime attire. You didn't even know where to begin just to find something simple and novelty for a bachelorette party.

You didn't see any other customers, but it was near closing time when you worked up the courage to show up, so it wasn't really much of a shock.
But, there weren't really any staff in here either. The only employee you saw appeared to be a rather bored-looking cashier at the back of the store. He had thick, dark hair that nearly hung in his face. Yet, it seemed to curl up at the back, giving him a rocker vibe.
He had a few piercings in his ears and one on his nose that caught the dim red light that washed over the room, and he had plenty of tattoos on the majority of the skin he showed.

He wasn't paying much attention to the store, only leaning over the table as he read through a magazine. That is, until he noticed you staring at him. You didn't realize you'd been standing stock still with your eyes glued to him for so long until his vision locked with yours and you nearly felt your heart stop.

He raised an eyebrow as he took in your shocked expression from across the room. You tear your eyes away, wondering behind a rack of lingerie to hide your red face.
But, as you tried to meld into the obscene scenery with the hope of becoming invisible, you missed the way he unpursed his lips as they pulled into a sly smile. His eyes lost their quizzing tone for a more devious stare as they zeroed in on the sweet little thing that tiptoed into his shop.

He tossed the magazine under the counter before pushing away to saunter towards the scared little kitten of a young lady that was already hiding from him.
He finds you gawking at a pair of vibrating panties only to turn and see him leaning on the rack of skimpy negligees. "See anything you like?" His voice was deep with a rough drag as he spoke to you slowly.

You nearly jumped out of your skin at the sight of him so close. It was enough that you could smell the cologne and a little sweat mingling on his skin.
From here, you get a much better look at the stubble that adorned his face, along with the dark patch of hair that sits below his lower lip. But, what captivated you the most were his dark blue eyes that glittered with a mischievous light, like he was eating you alive with his gaze alone.
You heard him, but you didn't respond right away. He leans further toward you as your voice shrinks into your throat. You see his full ensemble of a white and thin tank top, black jeans, and boots with a studded belt. The tank top was thin and meant only as an undershirt, so it showed the small bump of each of his nipples and wasn't able to hide them. Above it was a little nameplate that read 'Bucky/manager'.