Hii, In Case Youre Still Taking Requests, Could You Write About Bucky Having Wild, Kinky, Loud Sex With

Hii, In case you’re still taking requests, could you write about Bucky having wild, kinky, loud sex with innocent!reader and shocking the rest of the avengers because they had no idea the innocent reader was not as innocent as they thought?

yes. i absolutely can

protect her innocence

18+

Content Warning: Bucky x Avenger!Reader, bi!buck is a sexually frustrated oaf, reader is a closeted slut, sweaty post-workout!bucky, smut (breeding kink, daddy kink, mommy kink, rough sex, choking, spitting kink, degradation kink, face slapping, crying kink (is that a thing? it is now), dom!bucky x sub!reader, excessive amount of cum, creampie).

"God, I'm fuckin' horny."

The others burst into disgust and anger at Bucky's admission, while he slumps down in his seat.

"This mission is hard enough without your overly personal comments, Barnes," Natasha states with a glare. "We're stuck on this island for another week; control yourself."

"Yeah, keep that shit to yourself," Sam adds, before pointing at you. "Y/N's still here, ya know. Can you at least try to protect her innocence?"

You simply sit back and laugh, not bothering to say anything at all while they chastise Bucky for talking sexually in front of you. To be honest, you're fuckin' horny too, but you know your team would explode if they found out you actually have those feelings. To them, you're still just the newest, youngest recruit who probably doesn't even know what a dick looks like, and it's much easier to keep up that appearance rather than have your private life all laid out for them - like Bucky's is.

"I haven't had sex since I fucked that Bennett guy on New Year's," He goes on to complain, throwing his head back. "Fuck, I need to rail someone."

"Alright, Buck, that's enough," Steve says sternly, patting his shoulder. "Let's keep the downtime conversation a little more family friendly, how about that?"

Reluctantly, Bucky agrees and keeps his mouth shut for the rest of the evening, and the rest of you have a pleasant chat about future plans for once this damn mission is over.

Later, after dinner and once most people have gone to their rooms, you creep downstairs to find Bucky where you know he'll be: in the kitchen, post-workout and pre-shower, sipping on a protein shake. Tonight, he's wearing a sleeveless, black tee and some basketball shorts, looking as hot as ever.

Of course, you'd never admit that out loud. Having inappropriate thoughts about a teammate would be unforgivable.

"Work your arms again?" You ask, walking into the dimly lit kitchen and poking his biceps. "Why do you bother? Doesn't your body just... do that naturally? I thought that was the magic of the serum?"

He puts down the shake and side-eyes you, a small smirk pulling at his lips. "Not exactly, tulip. What are you doing up so late?"

"Can't sleep," You complain, leaning your back against the counter and looking up at him. "What about you?"

"About to shower," He answers, taking another sip from the shake.

You watch his throat bob as he swallows, and lower your voice, moving closer to him. "Wanna put a baby in me, instead?" You ask him softly.

Almost choking, Bucky widens his eyes, his lips parting. "What?"

Taking another step closer, you take his hands and place one on your waist and the other on your belly before standing on your tiptoes to reach his ear. "Please, daddy, give me a baby."

His breath hitches in his throat as he tries his best to process the situation, before deciding that trying to rationalize it is futile. This may just be a really vivid dream, Buck, so stop thinking and do as the woman asks before you wake up.

"Is that what you want, tulip?" He asks, bringing his hand up to cup your face as his eyes burn into yours. "Want daddy to fill you up, hmm? Fuck a baby into you?"

Your legs squeeze together at his words as you nod quickly. "Yes, please."

"Fuck," He whispers with a shudder. Without wasting another second, he brings his tongue to yours, kissing you hurriedly as though he's running out of time. His hand slips under the band of your shorts and he bypasses your panties, dipping his fingers into your honey-soaked cunt.

A shaky breath leaves your mouth as he starts to rub circles on your clit, making your pussy throb. He continues to press kisses down your neck, sucking on your pulse point. "Daddy," You whine, bucking your hips up as your hand moves to rub his hardening boner. "Please."

"What do you need, baby?" He murmurs into your ear. "Tell daddy what you need."

"Need- need you inside me," You answer him desperately. "Now."

Groaning, he fumbles with his shorts, pulling them down and letting his big cock spring out. Your mouth waters at the sight and you gasp when he brutishly rips your shorts and panties apart, leaving your bottom half bare for him. Lifting up your leg, he wraps it around his waist and brings his cock to your folds, covering it in your moisture.

"So fucking wet for me," He grunts, his eyes darkening. "Want me to make you a mommy?"

"Yes, daddy," You whimper, cupping his neck in your hands. "Wanna be pregnant with your baby."

Biting his lip, he falls forward to rest his forehead against yours. "Oh, shit, you're so fucking hot."

"Stop teasing me," You whine. "Fuck my tight, little pussy, daddy."

Unable to hold back any longer, Bucky does as you ask and presses his cock to your entrance. By now, he's 99% sure you're not a virgin, but he still takes his time in inching his way inside you.

"Fuck, daddy," You cry, throwing your head back as his girthy length stretches you out. "Haven't been fucked in so long."

Well, she ain't a virgin.

"No?" Bucky asks with a mutter, his eyes glued to the look on your face. "Want daddy to rail you, baby?"

"Yeah," You say coyly, biting your lip.

He smirks down at you, his lips parting as he bottoms out inside you. "Look at you. Taking my cock so well. You're a dirty little slut, aren't you?"

"Yeah," You agree between giggles.

His lips brush against yours as he chuckles, "Mmm, yeah. Filthy fuckin' whore." With that, he begins to rock his hips, fucking in and out of you. The sound of his balls slapping against your skin fill the kitchen, and likely echo all around the cabin. But you can't give a fuck about who can hear you right now. He pulls off your t-shirt, hypnotized by your tits before latching his mouth onto one of your nipples. Sucking it, he groans, sending electric waves through your body. "Can't wait until they're full with milk for me," He groans, rubbing your nipples with his thumbs. "Mommy's milk is gonna be so fuckin' sweet."

"Harder, daddy!" You cry as your eyes roll back in pleasure.

Growling under his breath, Bucky happily complies, slamming his cock into you. "That's it, baby, take my fuckin' cock," He orders lowly. "Gonna fill you with my seed, make you a mommy."

"Yes, Bucky!" You all but scream, before grabbing his face in your hands. "Spit in my mouth, daddy."

Slightly taken aback, Bucky raises a brow, never once slowing his thrusts. "Is that what you want, baby?"

"Yes," You reply instantly.

With an arrogant smile, he grabs the back of your neck. "Only good girls get daddy's spit. Fuckin' beg for it, slut."

"Please, daddy," You cry, feeling weak. "Please spit in my mouth."

"That's my girl," He grunts before pulling your head back. "Open."

Obediently, you open your mouth wide, buzzing with anticipation. Bucky leans forward and squeezes your cheeks together before giving you what you want, letting his saliva slowly pour onto your tongue. You moan immediately, your stomach fluttering with delight. He spits once more into your mouth before clamping your jaw shut, grinning when he sees you swallow.

"Fuck me," He mutters lowly, grabbing your throat as he thrusts harder. "Your filthy little pussy feels so good wrapped around me, tulip, so fucking good."

Taking his free hand, you bring it up to your cheek. "Slap me," You beg him with glossy eyes. "Please, daddy."

A glint of darkness flashes across his face as he presses his chest to yours, stroking your cheek. "You gonna be a good girl for me?" He asks you lowly.

Instantly, you reply, "Yes."

"Gonna let me fuck you whenever I want?" He questions you. "Use you like a fuckin' sex doll?"

"Yes, daddy," You cry out.

"Gonna let me get you pregnant, huh?" He presses, fucking you faster as his cock brushes against your cervix. "Gonna be a good mommy for me?"

"I promise, daddy," You swear, tears filling your eyes as every inch of your skin is drenched in pleasure. "I'll do whatever you want, whenever you want. Fill me with your baby, please."

Groaning, Bucky tightens his grip around your throat. "That's my good girl," He mumbles sweetly, before slapping your cheek with his free hand.

You moan at the sensation as the tears finally fall from your eyes. "Thank you, daddy."

"Yeah, that's it," Bucky grumbles, thrusting harder into you. "Fuckin' cry for me, you stupid little bitch." With that, he slaps you again, and you think you're in heaven. Leaning forward, he licks a stray tear from your cheek. "So fuckin' pretty when you cry for me, tulip."

"Oh, daddy," You moan melodically, feeling your pleasure build up. "I'm gonna cum."

Roughly, he grabs your face. "Not yet, you stupid slut," He growls. "You don't get to cum until daddy tells you to, got it?"

Frustrated, you whine. "Please, daddy, so close."

To your surprise, and utter delight, he slaps you again, glaring down at you. "Don't you fuckin' dare, little girl," He says gravely. "You wanna be a good little slut for daddy, don't you?"

Oh, you'd do anything for this man.

"Yes, Sir," You mumble, your mind totally blank. All you can process is your pleasure, and him.

"Louder, bitch," He spits. "I want everyone in this fuckin' cabin to know what you really are."

Throwing your head back, you cry out, "I wanna be daddy's good little slut!"

"That's my girl," He says proudly, slapping your cheek a couple more times, leaving your face sore as your cunt tightens around him. "You've been so good, baby. You wanna cum for me?"

You gasp with relief, meeting his eyes. "Daddy."

"I know, baby, I know," He coos softly, rubbing your clit while your legs shudder. "I know my little girl wants to cum, doesn't she?"

"Please," You squeak between sobs, burning for him.

The softness leaves his face as he clenches his jaw, slapping you once more before grabbing your face and fucking you deeper. "Cum, you fuckin' slut. Now."

His command tips you over the edge, and all you see is white for a second as you cum, hard. The breath is stolen from your lungs, the strength from your muscles, the thoughts from your brain. For a moment, all you are is the product of Bucky's desire; coming apart at his words, destroyed by his actions.

As you cum around him, Bucky groans, feeling his own orgasm hit him. "Shit, that's it, baby. Take my fuckin' seed, all of it," He grunts, thrusting sloppily as he cums hard. "Gonna make such a pretty mommy for me, tulip, such a pretty mommy."

Meanwhile, as you come down from your high, your blurred vision clears and you return to your senses. You can feel his jizz pouring inside you as he shudders, and your eyes widen at the feeling. "That's so much - so much cum, daddy," You whisper, gasping as he fucks it all into you.

Chuckling weakly, he rests his head in your neck, slowing down his thrusts. "Magic of the serum, baby. Shit."

The both of you take a few moments to recover, breathing heavily in the now-silent kitchen. Slowly, Bucky pulls out of you, making you wince.

Patting his chest, you give him a smile. "Thanks for that, Buck. I really needed it."

He nods quickly, eyes wide. "Yeah. Yeah, no problem. Any time- seriously, any time," He rambles while doing his best not to gawk at your naked body.

Grinning, you lean up and kiss his cheek. "Thank you. I appreciate that."

Letting out a shaky breath, he quickly pulls off his t-shirt before helping you put it on. "There you are, tulip," He murmurs, pulling it down to cover your ass.

"I'll, uh, see you in the morning?" You say, slowly making your way to the exit.

"Sure," He replies, rubbing the back of his neck. "Unless I come for round two after my shower?"

Smirking, you back up to the door. "You know where to find me, daddy."

With that, you leave and make your way to the stairs - where your other team members are all standing, wide eyed and horrified at what they just overheard.

"Hey, gang," You greet them casually, walking past Natasha with a smile.

"Hey... Y/N," Sam replies with a mixture of fear and bafflement in his eyes. "You all good?"

You nudge his arm when you pass him, "I'm absolutely perfect. I feel so much better than I did after today's mission."

Clint and Tony remain silent, unable to even look at you as you walk by them.

"Well, good night, everyone," You say softly. "Sweet dreams."

Steve can't bring himself to make eye contact with you as you limp up the stairs to where he's standing, his brows furrowing nervously. Once you're in your room, he looks at the others and mumbles, "I don't think there's gonna be anything sweet about my dreams tonight."

Bucky then emerges from the kitchen, shirtless, sweaty, and holding your panties in his hand. Grimacing, Sam steps forward. "You monster."

With a scoff, Bucky holds his hands up in surrender. "Woah, there," He says. "She came onto me!"

They all burst into disbelieving grumbles, refusing to accept that you aren't as innocent as they believed and turning away from him to make their way upstairs.

Alone, Bucky lowers his hands, chuckling at the situation. "Tulip, you absolute slut," He mumbles, looking down at your panties with a smirk. "My fuckin' slut."

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Warnings: 18+, choking, face slapping, degredation, slight daddy kink

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The sound of locks being turned woke you, your head snapping to your left as you quickly sat upright on the cold floor, your mind whirring at a million miles per hour, trying to rake through memories of how you could have possibly ended up in this mess.

“Rise and shine pumpkin” a male voice called out sinisterly, the door to the dark cellar opening letting the outside light shine in, you blinked rapidly as you waited for your eyes to adjust to the bright light. “Wh-where am i? Who are you?” you ask, voice trembling.

The man slowly came into view, he was actually pretty attractive all things considered. His expensive loafers sqeaky clean, his muscles bulging in his tight black polo and at just the sight of his 90s porn stache, you felt your heat becoming wet. Shame running through your veins as you looked up at him, eyes watering with innocence.

“The names Lloyd, I’m sure your wondering how you ended up here. I can say your not the sharpest knife in the drawer sweets, but thats just how i like them” he said accentuating his last few words, his cold blue eyes piercing into you as stood, leaning his body weight towards you.

A strike of panic surged through you, without thinking of the possible consequences you bolted towards the door. Running as fast as your legs could take you, your heart beating out of your chest. Needless to say, you didn't get very far before Lloyds muscular bicep wrapped around your neck, dragging you backwards. You yelp as you attempt to wiggle out of his grasp, to no avail. "You really shouldn't have done that sunshine."

He spins you around, holding you tightly against his chest as his hand roughly wraps around your neck, forcing you to look up into his eyes as his masssive body towers over your much smaller frame. Suddenly his hand strikes out against your check, your head whips sideways, your skin instantly turning red. Your eyes fill up with tears, squealing as you stare at him in shock.

He slowly backs you against the wall “I'm sorry sweetheart was daddy too harsh on you?" he chuckled.

"Dumb little girls like you just bring out that side of me."

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Warnings: 18+, slight daddy kink, lots of pda, choking, face slapping, thigh riding, hair pulling, degradation.

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He watches you across the room barely paying attention to Bucky and Sam’s conversation as you prance around in your pink mini skirt, only allowing you to have worn it since he was with you.

Your tight cropped shirt showing off your toned stomach which was now a nice shade of tan, caused by the amount of sunbathing you and Steve had done on the two week holiday break that iron man himself had graciously gifted you.

Your golden jewellery shining underneath the disco lights Tony insisted on getting when you all moved out of Stark tower and into the compound. Steve’s eyes leave you for a split second, engaging in Sam’s rambling.

Pool stick in your hand, you lean over the table ready to shoot your shot, too tipsy to notice your skirt riding up against your thighs exposing the light blue panties he picked out for you for everybody to see, wiggling your hips you lined your eyes up with the ball, every male (and female) gaze in the room suddenly fluttering to your ass.

Bucky notices this instantly, following their eye lines he lets out a low whistle “Think you’d best go and get your girl rogers.”

Steve’s focus is already out of the window, not even picking up on Sam’s hushed “god damn.”

Within a split second steve is on his feet making his way towards you, his thick thighs pounding across the room and at the sight of his biceps straining against his dark blue polo connecting to tensed fists.

Tony’s guests watchful eyes abruptly return to whatever they were doing before the sight of your pretty behind distracted them, the guys you were playing poker with making excuses as to why they had to leave, feeling the scene, not wanting to be the main attention of the super soldiers anger, confused as ever you begin to stand.

Swiftly you feel his familiar hands pushing you back down against the table, hips meeting your behind, you practically moan at the feel of his cock straining against his pants, pressed in between your asscheeks.

“Pretty girl…” oozed out of his lips, a smile grazing against your teeth knowing exactly who’s behind you “Stevie baby!” you say excitedly, making your second attempt to stand straight

“Ah ah ah” he whispers softly yet so harsh at the same time “You like acting like a slut baby? is my attention just not enough for you anymore, hmm?.”

“What are you talking about stevie” you giggle lightly, not understanding what he’s upset about, suddenly his large hand wraps around your ponytail, pulling your hair back roughly causing you to yelp, in both pain and pleasure.

“You know exactly what i’m talking about, you stupid little brat, you like shaking your ass for everyone to see?” he growls, his grip on your hair tightening.

You begin to try and defend yourself yet your lips don’t even have the chance to part before he’s dragging you away from the public eye and into a supply closet down the hall.

The second the door to the small room closes, steve’s on you in a flash, pushing you up against the wall, his knee sliding in between your legs pressing against your pussy, already soaked for him due to his man handling tactics, his veiny hand running up your chest and to your throat, gripping tightly against your throat as you choke for breath.

“God your such a stupid fucking whore sometimes” he shakes his head, you don’t dare try to speak knowing your already in enough trouble, “Grind against my thigh baby, i know you want to, you dumb, stupid little girl” he lets out in a condescending tone.

“Daddy please” You whimper as you began to grind your hips into his thick muscle, your clit throbbing against his jeans, as you rutted against him he started to feel your slick dampening his thigh.

“You can do better than that, speed it up dirty girl, before you make this even worse for yourself.” he threatened, your speed picked up instantly not wanting to anger him further, steve already knew you were getting close as your moans got louder, your mouth blabbering incoherent sentences.

Just as you began to feel your insides tighten, the familiar flood of pleasure was snuffed out within an instant as he gripped your hips, removing his thigh from between your legs.

“You didn’t really think i was going to let you cum after the show you just put on out there, did you?” he teased, you cried out desperate for that soothing release you had previously been so close to, whimpering and begging him to let you cum.

His hand lifted from your throat, hitting you across the face, not hard enough to hurt but hard enough to get his point across, your cheek instantly turned a light shade of pink as your eyes welled up with tears.

“Cut that shit out right fucking now” he warned, “the next time i hear a noise come out of those pretty lips you’ll have wished you didn’t wear that damn skirt tonight” he growled as he stroked the cheek he had previously hit.

“Oh and you’d better hope those perverts are praying for you because your in for a very, very long night little girl.”

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