Bucky Barnes and Steve Rogers X reader Smut Fluff and other things

You Know Better

(Chris X Reader): Warning, graphic content!

Your hands were tied to the bed post that held the bed you laid on. Your legs laid spread apart and tied down to show the perfect view of your body. The sound of whirring below you could be heard as your insides were a mess. Your moans spilling into the air of the warm room filled the ears of a nearby man. Who sat and watched your body writhe in pleasure.

Earlier in the evening you'd been at a party with Scarlett and a few other friends. She'd coerced you to wear a very skimpy outfit and to bring Chris with you. Now why she asked this, you knew exactly why. You both had had a talk earlier in the week about your relationship with Chris. Never once had he gotten jealous over something you did and you both wanted to test out a theory to see if he could potentially get jealous. Scarlett's little plan had gone south when the drunken man had gone too far and groped what did not belong to him. He never even saw it coming, the poor guy ended up in the hospital with a broken nose and a busted lip. You on the other hand were to receive a punishment. Except Chris had other intentions of punishments for you.

The vibrator deep within your walls whirred with the intensity level of only 5. Another portion of the toy laid directly on your clit. Which also vibrated as well. After coming close to your orgasm yet again, the vibrations stopped and your body began yearning for the orgasm you weren't aloud to have.

"I-I'm sorry.." you moaned as your body heaved gasping for air that was hard to keep in your lungs. Whining you couldn't open your eyes to look at the man that tortured your body with pleasure. You were blindfolded against all pleading with Chris.

The rules of this were you weren't aloud to cum no matter what. As bad as it sounded, you loved not knowing what he was bound to do to you. It caused a sense of mystery and hotness. Before he'd started anything he'd gone over the rules he'd created to punish you for making him jealous. Then proceeding to stare at him while the other man allowed you to dance on him. The main part that pissed him off was that he gripped your ass in hopes of getting something from you.

Rule #1: no cumming throughout the punishment.
Rule#2: no closing your legs, you were to show him the consequences of your actions.
Rule #3: you must be blindfolded, you were not allowed to see what he was doing.
Rule #4: no touching. Period.

Chris worked in mysterious ways and jealousy was a portion of his entirety you'd never seen. Scarlett had been the only one to get this jealousy reaction out of him. Only his jealousy towards her was that she got to meet Beyoncé before he did. And at that rate it wasn't really full on jealousy. What he was doing to you was jealousy, pure and whole heartedly jealousy.

"You will be sorry when I'm finished with you.." the hunger in his voice sounded almost like he was an angry beast. And he may have just been considering that you'd pushed him this far.

"Chris please.." you begged with him as your toes curled at the feeling of you rubbing your thighs together as best as you could. This helped move the vibrator around a little so it rubbed against your clit. Instead of it pleasing him, it angered him and he got up in the blink of an eye. Instantly his hands were on your knees pushing them apart. Only for a moment it startled you, but the familiar touch eased your worries away. "The legs stay spread." The demand in his voice caused a sensitive moan to elicit from your mouth. When his warm palms left your skin, the loss of contact settled in. The whines you made could only make him scoff at you.

Squeaking sounds of a wooden chair echoed somewhere in the room. Which position in the room you were unsure. He'd been watching you soak in the painful pleasure he was inducing to that beautiful body of yours. Not to mention he was torturing himself because he was fully clothed and only watching. Chris wanted more than anything to rip his clothes off and ravage that body. But it wouldn't teach you a lesson not to make him jealous again. Fairly enough you enjoyed getting him jealous, and he loved being jealous because it drove him to do things like punishing you. You knew after tonight you were definitely going to have to get him jealous again. The dominance he was showing off made you feel inferior to him. Chris of all people knew that you were an unbearably submissive person. Other people wouldn't have taken such a liking to it, but Chris loved it. Hearing you beg for him and the whines he got from you drove him crazy.