Avengers Preferences / Imagines

Mine (Bucky Barnes)

A/N: So quick thanks to everyone who is reading and voting! 7k views and 620 votes 😍 You guys are freaking amazing! Also big thanks to @horsefanatic and @Winterchildren99 for suggesting this character for me! Also, if there's any character you want to have smut written about or any plot whatsoever send in a request! Also, would you guys like if we made a form for that stuff?

Warning: This is not straight smut but it is heavily implied. Also, there's some roughness and possessiveness going on.... So.... Sorry if you don't like that or think it's completely OOC ^-^

Did you love Bucky? 100 percent yes. Did he know how to push your buttons? Absolutely. Arguing with him was basically a given, however, you very rarely fought.... Today was one of those rare days. He had been pretty absent mentally all day and a snide remark was offered up any chance he had. You were growing tried of the uncalled for roughness, "What is your problem?"

Bucky basically ignored you and continued to fiddle with something at the kitchen table. You couldn't be absolutely sure, but you were almost positive that you heard the man mumble something about Steve.

"Are you saying that this has something to do with Steve?"

"No..." Bucky stood up and turned around so that he could look you in the eyes, "This is all you."

"What is?!" The whole guessing game has long since grown old and he could either tell you what you had apparently done wrong or leave you alone.

"I heard you last night." His jaw tensed, clearly still angry with whatever he had heard last night. "You were dreaming about screwing my best friend!"

A red tint rose to your face, only confirming his accusation. You could kind of understand where he was coming from.... You definitely would be annoyed if you heard someone else's name out of his mouth. However, it was a dream... It would have been so much better if he has just said something earlier. You could've talked it out then, rather than letting it fester throughout the day. "Seriously? You've been a dick all day because of a dream?! It was a dream! It's not like I can control it or that it meant anything."

Bucky knew that you were right... Who hadn't had a sexual dream about someone that you didn't necessarily want to be with. He didn't know if it was the fact that it was Steve's name out of your mouth or something else. But the whole thing turned him rather green-eyed. While he knew that neither you or Steve would do anything like that, the image had penetrated his head.

You were his... Only his and dream or not, he did not like sharing. He'd just have to remind you of that. In a sudden movement, Bucky pulled you to him. His lips slammed against yours and his tongue darted into your mouth. He was practically daring you to challenge him. You knew you should have. Who did he think he was? He treated you like crap all day and now what? He was trying to mark his territory.

God, that man frustrated you. You couldn't bring yourself to him away though... You wanted to (well part of you did), but there was also a part of you that wanted to let him have his way with you.

Somewhere in the middle of your thoughts, Bucky pulled away and his hands played with the hem of your shirt. You cringed as you watched the fabric be torn right off of your body. In that moment, you weren't sure if you had ever been more turned on or furious in your entire life, "JAMES?!"

He gave you a look that made butterflies flutter through your veins and made you close your mouth. He advanced towards you and tossed you onto the kitchen counter. The next hour of your life contained a lot of hair pulling, biting and very rough love. By the end of it you were hoarse and sore but extremely satisfied.

Bucky was content. You may have mumbled Steve's name in your sleep, but you screamed his at the top of your lungs... Multiple times.