Control [1/2]

Control [1/2]

The Pawn

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Words: 4250

Summary: You and Bucky Barnes slowly take each other to pieces – but at what cost?

Warnings: Swearing. Explicit smut. Unprotected sex (please wrap before you tap, thank you), dirty talk, thigh-riding, oral sex (both m/f receiving), face-fucking, orgasm denial, mild choking, some Sub!Bucky, mostly Dom!Bucky, Bucky’s thighs of betrayal, which is an 18+ only warning in itself – but seriously, this fic is 18+ only.

A/N: This is for my beloved baby Gigi @tropicalcap​ for her 4K Songfic Challenge – CONGRATS ON 4K BABY 🖤🖤 Thank the universe for bringing our dumb-asses together – this is a homage to our sins. My prompt was the song, Special Affair by The Internet – I truly hope I did one of your favourite songs justice. This is part I of II, because there’s only so much smut I can handle in one hit.

Masterlist here.

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He was staring.

The I’m making this too obvious kind of staring.

The I would let you ride me across the Pacific Ocean kind of staring.

And you knew it.

He knew it too and decided it’d be a gentler death to set himself on fire.

Bucky gritted his teeth, shaking his head by way of trying to clear his thoughts, hair coming a little loose from his bun, gaze turned away and yet he could feel your eyes on him. It prickled a strange hold through him, catching his eyes watching you, steady, waiting, a little fierce and blown hot if he was honest. The thought threw a shiver through his spine and it took him a while to notice he was tracing the rim of his glass a little too enthusiastically.

“James, three o'clock.”

Oh, you were at his three o’ clock alright. It’d be his four o'clock and all the other fucking clocks, turning and rolling beneath and over him, through him if he could just get his damn itching, wanting hands on you and swallow that smirk off your pretty face.

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tapestry 👑 XXX

Warnings: dark elements, dub/noncon (fingering)

This is dark!(king)Steve and explicit. 18+ only.

Summary: King Steven had a wandering eye but you never thought it would fall upon you.

This Chapter: The king has some fun.

Note: Hey, it’s me again. I wrote this chapter after work in the brief interlude between soul crushing shifts. Hope you enjoy.<3 

Let me know what you think with a like or reblog or reply! Love ya!

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After Priskham, the progress continued to Lord Stark’s lair at the Iron Tower and continued on to Lord Barnes’s hold of Brooks’s End. The castle had been abandoned for two centuries before him as its former family had been extinguished for their part in a plot against the Rogers’ Dynasty in Western Uprisings. You suspected its history loomed in the mind of its current keeper.

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hate-hate relationship

a/n: more hate sex with richie for you sluts i hope you enjoy

warnings; this is truly and utterly FILTHY i promise you

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Seventy Years || Bucky Barnes x reader - [Prologue]

Seventy Years Masterlist here!

Summary: You were with Steve in the Hydra Valkyrie when it crashed into the Arctic. 70 years later you wake up in an entirely new world and have to find out a few heartbreaking details from your past. It’s hard to find your bearings in the world that’s so different than the one you’re used to and just as you think you finally managed to find your way back, a certain someone unexpectedly returns. But he’s not the guy you used to love.

A/N: I don’t know how many parts this story will have but I’d say maybe about five? It won’t be identical to the movie, promise. I’ll skip the whole S.H.I.E.L.D drama and just focus on Buck.

I’m not sure if I like this part, hope you do though. Let’s see if it gets better lol.

Words: 2080

Warnings: mentions of death and violence (not much though and definitely not very graphic), a lil angsty

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Waking up has never been harder.

It’s not like when you usually slip out of an easy dream right back into reality just within the blink of an eye. No. This time it feels more like having to dig a tunnel with your bare hands through tons of snow in order to reach the surface and fill your lungs with fresh air. It feels like you’re only seconds away from choking even though you’re perfectly able to breathe.

Your eyelids feel heavier than usual and every single muscle in your body is as sore as if you haven’t made use of it in a long time. Adding to that, you have absolutely no idea what happened. There only seems to be useless mud where your brain should be. All you can remember is helping Steve hijack one of Hydra’s Valkyries, and then trying to sort out how to land it. But whatever happened after that is as big of a mystery as your current whereabouts.

Opening your eyes you’re welcomed by way too bright, synthetic light, making you frown. Your eyes burn like fire but you force them open in order to find out where the hell you are.

It doesn’t take too long for you to take in your surroundings since there simply isn’t that much of a surrounding to take in. You’re in a simple little room with mint green walls and friendly looking curtains you instantly feel the need to rip off.

Low music is playing in the background, which you only really notice because of the beautiful wooden record-player in one corner of the room. It has to be brand new since it’s not adding that low rustling sound to the music like your own record player always does. Bucky told you to get a new one ages ago but things got out of hand and music quickly became pretty irrelevant.

Bucky … where’s Bucky?

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I was just wondering if you could write one where the reader and richie are close friends and he somehow finds out no ones ever made her cum, so he takes it upon himself and eats her out and doesn't stop until she's cum several times and eventually squirts?

a/n: okay this got soft. didn’t mean to. also in this reader calls richie “RJ” because in the gc we hc that richies middle name is jude and you call him RJ okay anyways there’s my explanation here’s the fic

warnings: smut do i even need to say it

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Where You Belong (3)

Curtis Everett x Reader

Synopsis: (Based on Snowpiercer) You are a Forward section passenger who finds herself condemned to the Tail section after offending Wilford. (If you have not seen the film Wikipedia has an excellent synopsis of the plot and characters).

Warning: This is a non / dubious consent work. This story contains violence, explicit smut and adult themes. Please do not take the warnings lightly. You have been warned.

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His footsteps grew fainter and fainter. Bracing your hands on the floor you pushed yourself up, resting your back against the wall. There was an unpleasant wetness coating the inside of your thighs.

 “What the hell just happened” you thought to yourself.

 A little voice in the back of your head chimed in “Oh oh I know I know pick me pick me! You let a strange man fuck you just like some drunk townie girl at a frat party. And you liked it L-I-K-E-D it.”

 “I did not. Didn’t you see me trying to stop him? He may as well have been made out of marble. There was no stopping him. He would’ve taken me anyway.”

 “Taken? Taken?” the little voice howled. “What are you, some  Victorian prude? Oh my goodness gracious, I was taken on the floor by the big burly rapscallion. Give it a rest. You were fucked, well and truly fucked. And you loved it. You loved the way his cock…”

 “ENOUGH! I’m not listening to you any more. I didn’t enjoy it and I’m certainly not going to think about him.” 

You closed your eyes, willing yourself to wake up from this nightmare.  

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