Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 2

FaceTime Pt. 2*

A/N: I had a request to write a part 2 of my original one shot where Bucky comes home and it's time for your punishment. The long awaited spice is here! If you haven't read the first part yet, check it out now in my Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 1 book! If this isn't your cup of tea, there will be more sweet Bucky stories to come. Enjoy my lovelies. 😊

Bucky: Looks like I'm getting delayed again, doll. It'll be a few more days before I'm home.

You looked at the text again for the millionth time that day. When you received the message, you were heartbroken. Bucky was supposed to be home a week ago and every time you got your hopes up, they were dashed when he messaged you to say that his mission had been extended. A month without seeing him felt like physical torture.

"Why do you look like someone peed in your Cheerios?" Nat asked as she sat down beside you on the couch in the common room.

You turned and glared at her, then dropped your phone on the couch between the two of you.

"Ohhhh, Bucky got delayed again, didn't he?" Nat smirked.

"Why does the universe hate me? I haven't seen him in a month, Nat, I'm dying here." Your head fell back against the couch in frustration.

"You aren't dying. Your pussy might be, but you'll be fine." She snorted.

"You do know that there's more to our relationship than just sex, right? I do actually love him."

"Yeah, but part of the way you show that love is through sex...and lots of it." She pointed out.

"Okay, fair point, but still...I miss him, Nat." Your voice softened as you looked at her.

"I'm sure he'll be back soon," Nat reached over and placed her hand on your shoulder, "I know it seems like it'll never end, but they can't extend his mission forever."

Nat stood and smiled before walking off, leaving you alone and in no better mood than you were before. An hour later, you called it a day and headed back to your room for the night. You fell asleep easier than you expected, but in the middle of the night you were awoken suddenly. A hand wrapped around your mouth and your eyes popped open. You were flipped onto your stomach and a large, hard body pressed you into the mattress as you tried to scramble away.

"Gotcha," Bucky's low voice murmured into your ear, "surprised, doll?"

You mumbled behind his hand and tried to turn your head to look at him. He held your head in place, keeping you from seeing him. His free hand pushed between your body and the mattress and caressed your breast.

"Damn I've missed you, Y/n." Bucky groans.

You could feel his hard length pressing into your ass and you moaned. His lips kissed your neck, lingering just long enough to send a shiver through you. His hand moved from your breast down to your waist and he squeezed.

"You were such a naughty girl while I was gone. Teasing me when you knew I couldn't take care of you like I wanted. Those pictures you sent me...fuck they got me so hard, doll. I looked at them every night after you sent them and imagined all the ways I was going to punish you when I got home."

His lips grazed your ear as he spoke and another shiver crawled down your spine. You'd missed his voice and the feel of his body against yours. He chuckled, his rich voice sounding ominous. Your legs spread on their own accord and your ass pressed further against him.

"Oh, doll, your body knows exactly how to respond, doesn't it?"

Bucky moved his hand from your waist to your hip and then slipped underneath the band of your panties. He lifted his hips enough to allow him to slide his hand between your legs and feel the wetness that was already leaking from your pussy. He growled in approval and sucked at the skin of your neck until a mark began to appear.