YOU SHALL NOT PASS!|| BUCKY ONE SHOT

“YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” || BUCKY ONE SHOT

Words: 1314 Warnings: a little bit of cursing Summary: Bucky wants to take a flight to Bucharest, unfortunately at the airport there are problems because of his metal limb. Sam and Steve need to calm their friend down, but it all goes wrong.. Requested by: anonymous Gif: x Author: Beast

The terminal gate had a large sitting area with the generic airport rows of chairs that were stuck together, some of which were already filled with a mix of waiting passengers, a few of them cheerfully optimistic while some looked irritated. The wide, glass windows afforded a great view of the planes outside.

Bucky was sitting at the chair, his legs crossed nicely as he was checking his phone and email. He cursed and checked his watch.

„I’m gonna kill ‘em” he grunted under his breath.

Standing up to stretch, he looked around the terminal gate and noticed that the number of people had dwindled. Bucky resisted the temptation to lick his lips, a nervous habit that he’d never lost.

He spotted Sam and Steve several minutes later.

“You both are late. AGAIN” Bucky crossed his arms over his chest. “I’ve been waiting for fucking two hours!

Steve approached Bucky and put his large hand at man’s shoulder.

“I’m so sorry, Buck. There was a huge traffic jam” blonde said in a soft voice, trying to calm his buddy down.

Bucky only rolled his eyes.

“Fine. Can we go now? I don’t wanna miss a flight”.

Steve nodded and pulling out his documents, with Sam and Bucky by his side, he went to the airport check-in.

When their documents had been inspected, guys went in the direction of security’s machine to check upon metal stuff in their luggage.

The closer they were, the more stressed Bucky was.

“Steve, shit, I won’t pass it, ya know..” Bucky gently pointed at his left arm, carefully covered by a grey hoodie.

“Easy, Buck, we’re gonna make it” Steve patted his friend’s back, trying to give Bucky his support.

As soon as the trio stopped in front of the machine, they gave their bags to one of the guards to let them check it.

After a while, the tall man asked Steve to go through a metal detector.

Steve went through it without any problems and as soon as he did, he turned to gave Bucky a look. He knew his friend was a bit terrified.

Sam also went through the detector without any issues.

And then it was Bucky’s turn.

“Sir?” the tall guard looked at Bucky with a suspicious gaze. “Is everything alright? You can do it now.”

Bucky nodded nervously and after several deep breaths he slowly stepped through the machine.

As soon as he did, the detector started to beep like a crazy, signaling presence of metal with flashing of a little red light.

Another security guard approached Bucky and started to search him down.

“Pockets are clear” he said to other man dressed in an uniform.

It was until guard touched Bucky’s metal arm through his hoodie. Man frowned and glared up at Bucky.

“Sir. We need you to pull up your sleeve, please” guy said slowly, looking carefully at Bucky.

Barnes sighed deeply and gave a brief look to Steve, who only nodded.

Bucky slowly rolled up his sleeve, revealing his metal limb.

Two other security guards came to check upon Bucky’s metal arm.

“Uhm.. Sir.. Is that real or fake?” one of men, an older dude with glasses asked politely, blinking few times.

Bucky hesitated and as annoyed as he was, he mumbled quietly.

“Real.”

Guards gathered themselves in a little circle, whispering something among each other.

“I knew it’ll end up like this, Steve” Sam leaned to blonde man and chuckled softly.

“Shhh, Sam, not now” Steve raised his hand to give his friend a sign to be quiet.

Bucky was still standing in a place. He felt like an animal caught in a snares. Feeling glances of other people, who were looking at him out of curiosity, Bucky growled loudly.

“Ekhem. Shall we?” he gave an anxious look to the older guard.

Man nodded and took a deep breath.

“I am sorry sir, I am afraid we cannot let you through with that metal.”

Bucky blinked and instinctively looked at Steve with an imploring glance.

“I have to go with my friends” Barnes felt like an idiot saying this. “We have a flight to Bucharest.”

Was he trying to explain himself?!

Steve approached them and smiled gently.

“Yes. He’s with us. We have very important meeting there and we can’t miss this flight” Steve has shown his ticket to guards. “Please.”

The older man shook his head.

“I am sorry sir, it’s the main rule and we have to obey it.”

Steve was about saying something, when other guard cleared his throat.

“Sir” man looked at Bucky, “is there something you can do with this… metal limb?”

Bucky blinked and shook his head.

“No. Don’t think so, for fuck’s sake..”

“Oh yes, he can!” it was no one else but Sam who stand next to Steve. “Buck, you can reattach it.”

“Oh, for sure, little fucker!” Bucky growled aloud, causing the guards gave him an odd glances. “Ya know I can’t do it now!”

Sam giggled.

“Easy, man, trying to give ya some idea” Falcon shrugged with a cheeky grin on his lips.

Oh, how much Bucky was hating that grin!

It caused his rage increased within seconds.

“Fuck you, Sam!” Bucky blew a hit in Falcon’s shoulder, but Sam blocked his hit.

Guards immediately came in between two men to separate them from each other.

“EASY!” the older man shouted. He turned his face to Bucky. “Is there any chance for you to reattach that metal limb now?” he asked.

“I’ve been telling you that no! For fuck’s sake, are you deaf, man!?” Bucky jerked, trying to free his hand from grasp of security guards.

Falcon only laughed, looking how frustrated Bucky was.

“You can try to put your hand up in the air and go through that machine again!” he laughed from his own joke. “Maybe it’ll work, huh?”

Steve punched Sam’s shoulder, making an angry face and narrowing his brows.

“Sam, stop, don’t make it worse!”

But Falcon’s comment made Bucky yelled loudly.

“Fuck you, Wilson! Why are you such a cunt, huh!?”

Sam smirked again, laughing hardly.

“Because I love to piss ya off, Buck!” he chuckled.

The guards were thinking for a while.

“Well.. Maybe we can try to wrap your limb in some material..” one of man suggested.

Steve nodded eagerly.

“Let’s give it a try, men.”

Few minutes and outbursts of anger later, Bucky’s arm was wrapped in a large white piece of a material guards have found in an janitor’s room.

Steve was standing in front of Bucky.

“Relax, take it easy” Rogers instructed his friend before the next attempt.

He made a place for Bucky and gently pushed him ahead.

Sam was standing next to the guards, awaiting for the event development.

Bucky walked through the detector once again, but he didn’t succeed. Again, the machine started to beep.

Steve just knew it won’t end properly as soon as he spotted like Sam took a step ahead in the direction of Bucky and like he was spreading his arms.

“Go back to the shadow, Winter Soldier! YOU SHALL NOT PASS!” Sam intoned with a deep voice, trying to sound like Gandalf from Lord of the Rings.

Before Steve barely could say something, Bucky simply jumped to Falcon and after a while both men were tussling on the floor.

“How dare you, little fucker!” Bucky was yelling, strangling Sam a bit.

Wilson was blocking each move of Barnes and after a moment of fight, he managed to kick Winter Soldier off himself.

When Bucky was laying on the ground, gasping for air, Sam crawled to him and punched him at the shoulder, choking himself with a laughter.

“I am sorry, man!” Sam rolled at his back, Bucky did same. “I just had to do it.”

Bucky growled, but after a second he was laughing too.

“Fucker” Bucky playfully punched Sam’s shoulder. “I hate you.”

The chronicles of the winter || Part X

Part II  || Part III || Part IV || Part V || Part VI || Part VII|| Parta VIII  || Part IX continuation of imagine

Word Count: 3059

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, strong language, blood and injuries

Author: Beast

A/N: I’m incredibly sorry fellas for a such long delay! I got a lot of stuff to take care of and tbh I wasn’t really into writing Chronicles for some time. But now, with a huge thanks to my lovely lady and my friends, I decided to make this chapter. I hope you’ll enjoy it as much as I when I was writing it. And here’s what I wanna announce: only two chapters left. Chronicles will have 12 chapters in all. I hope you won’t mind them to be a bit longer then ever before. And for a smut scene, if some of you, my dear readers, would be interested, I was listening to song made by talented polish vocalist, Kasia Moś. I leave here a link to this song, just in case ♥ Enjoy! :)

Steve had been asleep when he heard the heavy footsteps followed by the door opening; at first he thought it might have been Emily, but then he realized there was no way she would ever make that much noise. He had slipped out of bed silently, shield retrieved from the bedside and brought into a defensive position. A million scenarios ran through his head, none of them pleasant, especially once the sharp scent of blood reached him.

To say he'd been surprised when he saw Bucky in the doorway was an understatement. He caught sight of the pistol the soldier held once he pushed the door shut behind him. He's going to shoot me, had been his first line of thought, and not a moment later he felt extremely guilty for immediately jumping to that conclusion. His body had eased a bit the moment the pistol was dropped, his own shield lowering and eventually dropped as well. There was only a moment's hesitation before he edged forward, closing the gap between them. He stopped a few yards away, not wanting to make him feel cornered.

"Bucky?" he spoke softly, tone gentle and light. His heart skipped a beat when the soldier's head lifted and looked to him, but his hope died when he saw his face. His eyes were greyed, dull and empty and so very tired. The second he saw his legs buckle Steve was right there, catching him before he hit the ground. He'd expected him to struggle, to lash out and fight, not to just lie there limp in his grasp. It'd scared him more than when he'd found his throat clasped in that metal hand. The amount of blood covering his friend was terrifying; who knew how much he could spare to lose in his state.

It'd taken him all of two seconds to get the blood-matted hoody off of the assassin, exposing a torn shirt and a devastating wound on his shoulder. He dimly recalled seeing a similar wound on a soldier Bucky had picked off of his back in the war. A sniper in the city was alarming, but not as surprising as he would have liked.

"D-don't do this to me, Buck" Steve was practically begging, fingers numbed with shock pressed against the wound to the soldier's back in a desperate attempt to stem the bleeding. His other arm gently held him up, cradling him against his body as he tried not to dissolve into fearful panic. Is Hydra after him, or is it Robrax?, Steve thought to himself, trying to calm down.

Steve put as much pressure as he dared on the wound, suddenly very conscious of his strength. Bucky looked so delicate like this, and he wasn't sure if the bullet had caused a fracture. “Emily!” Steve yelled. “Em! I need your help!”

Redhead woman stepped into the room and was about to say something, but she only covered her mouth with hands. “Buck…” silent whisper left her mouth as she quickly got to her knees besides him. “Oh God, Steve, what’s with him!?” “He was shot” Captain said simply, looking around. “I need something, like material.. We need to stop the bleeding” he ordered coldly. Girl nodded slightly getting up. She ran to the bathroom and took two towels from the hangers. Minutes seemed like hours, but eventually the bleeding slowed. Steve scarcely cared that his clothes were now stained with it, just relieved that the mortal danger was now diminished. All towels were completely soaked with Bucky’s blood. Captain didn't waste any time trying to bandage the wound. Getting up and leaving him was not an option, not even for a moment, so he cannibalized his own shirt into a makeshift wrapping. He removed the soldier's shirt first and then folded up some of the fabric and pressed it to the injury. The bullet's possible presence in the wound was dimly acknowledged, but he didn't have the skill or tools to safely extract it. He would treat it proper later, but for now his main focus was to keep the bleeding at a minimum. He broke down his shirt into strips of fabric, knotting it together and using it to secure the fabric pad to the wound. “Steve…” Emily was whispering on and on, her soft hand placed on his shoulder. “Oh my God… We can’t lose him.. I can’t..” “Hush” Steve threw her a brief glance, to take care of Bucky’s wound shortly after.

Throughout the rough medical treatment Bucky hadn't so much as twitched. Steve could feel him breathing, and a quick check told him his pulse was stable, but slower than he would have liked. The serum they had injected him with might not as been as effective as his, but it was doing a fine enough job keeping him alive.

"You're doing great, Bucky" Captain was fully aware that he likely couldn't hear him, but it made him feel a little better to encourage him. He was sure he hadn't heard a kind word directed towards him in decades, and the thought made his heart ache. "You're gonna be fine, Buck, I promise. Me and Em will take care of you.." his voice hitched slightly, hands trembling as he gathered the assassin up into his arms.

He considered moving him to the bedroom but decided against it. Instead he placed him carefully on the sofa, onto his left side so that his breathing wouldn't be obstructed and his wound easily reached.

“Emily, can you gather up some medical supplies, some blankets and a clean shirt, you can find it in my bag” blonde man looked at redhead woman. She obeyed. After some moments she came to the little living room and handled stuff to Steve. Then Steve hit the light switch. A small lamp flickered on, and the scene it revealed drew the blood from his face. The floor was smeared with so much crimson that he doubted the stains would ever lift. His spare key was abandoned on the floor, near the pistol that Bucky had dropped earlier. The ruined clothes he'd removed still lay on the floor next to the towels; he'd be sure to dispose of them carefully. If Hydra really was who had hurt him, then they would no doubt be looking for any sign of him. The light cast a horrible realization of just how awful Bucky looked as well. Now without his shirt, Steve could see every little bruise, every wound that covered the assassin. His stomach turned in disgusted horror at the painful past each scar, each little mark told. Old injuries from knives, bullets and who knew what else were etched into his skin, telling a history devoid of peace and filled with violence. 

A washcloth was produced along with a bottle of disinfectant, wetting the fabric with it before he went to work on some of the smaller wounds. He was silently thankful for his unconsciousness, as he was sure there would be no way to do this had he been fully awake.

The soldier twitched slightly under his fingers as he worked on an old, infected wound on his side, curling into himself before letting out a pained whine. The former SHIELD agent hesitated at that, unsure if he should continue. If he was feeling the disinfectant that meant he had to be regaining consciousness. If he woke up with him hovering over him, covered in his blood and with no memory of how he got there, well, Steve wouldn't blame him in the slightest if he lashed out. He bit his lip, thinking for another moment, before he continued to clean the wound, taking care to be a bit gentler.

"It's okay, Buck, I promise…" he tried to soothe, even if he couldn't hear him yet. "You're safe, you're safe, you're safe…" he repeated it like a mantra as he finished with the wound, placing a pad of gauze over it and securing it with a little medical tape. He didn't dare touch the bullet wound now that he was capable of feeling pain, and he was also rather sure he'd need specialized help with it.

Blood has been cleaned away, Steve dried his hands.

Emily was sitting next to Bucky, holding his hand and stroking it gently. “It’s them, right?” she asked simply, not paying an attention to look at Steve. “Hydra?” He cleared his throat, living the room. “Probably.”

 Steve went to the little cluttered kitchen and he opened a fridge, pulling out a bottle of water. He reentered the room and unscrewed the bottle.

“We need to keep him hydrated” he mumbled, getting on his knees next to the sofa.

Emily took the bottle and slowly lifted Bucky’s head up. Then she carefully helped him to take a simple sip, then another and another.

“What’re we going to do now, Cap?” she asked, her long red hair has fallen on her face.

“I don’t know… I don’t know…” he sighed sadly, rubbing over his temples. “But it seems we are not safe also. If they had attacked their OWN SOLDIER, it means they won’t have any problems to try to kill us either” he shrugged slightly.

Emily nodded in silence, still stroking Bucky’s palm.

“I knew.. From the very beginning.. That it will end like this. I hadn’t any other choice, Steve” she whispered and her voice turned into little weeping. “I had to join them… I HAD TO..”

Steve got up from the floor, putting hands at her shoulders.

“No one of us had” man muttered.

Two days had passed very quickly.

It was a really rough time for Steve and Emily, because they had to look after Bucky and look for a safe hiding place at the same time.

Emily was spending her time with former assassin while Steve was looking for a good place and transport.

And he managed to found something.

From the outside this house looked old, but wonderful. It has been built with cypress wood and has walnut wood decorations. Small, squared windows have been added to the house in a mostly asymmetric way. The house was equipped with a large kitchen and one bathroom, it also had a comfortable living room, two bedrooms, a small dining area and a roomy garage. The building was square shaped. The house was fully surrounded by overgrown wooden overhanging panels. The second floor was smaller than the first, which, in combination with its placement, creates an original look. The roof was high and slanted to one side and is covered with black roof tiles. A few large windows let in just enough light to the rooms below the roof. The house itself was surrounded by a modest garden, with mostly grass and a few small trees. It was a perfect place to stay for a while until Bucky’s wounds will be healed, and Steve’s too.

Emily was slowly getting ready to take a bath.

Looking at her pale, slim body covered with a shirt and fitted leggins, she felt a mix of sadness and distaste. She hated herself for things she had done to people. “I hate you” she whispered toward her reflection in the mirror. “I want you to die, tæve.”

Suddenly she heard the door being opened and shut quickly. Her heart beat faster as she could hear steps crossing the corner. She wanted it for so long… And she couldn’t deny it. Since the day she helped him with his wounds, she was craving him. So badly.

As she finally saw Steve’s smirking face, she let out a loud gasp. “You shouldn’t be in h..” “Shut up” he interrupted her by pushing her against the wall and locking his lips with hers. He could feel her resist at first, but he used his tongue to open Emily’s lips which was when she gave in and kissed him back. They were kissing each other hard now as his hand squeezed her boobs hard. After some time, he finally let her breathe. Still gasping for air, she stuttered. “W-what are you doing?.. What are WE doing, Steve..” He grinned at her and gave her a soft kiss while taking off her leggins. “Taking what’s mine, baby.” He slipped her shirt over her head and threw it on aside, where it’s quickly been joined by his own shirt. She was still leaning against the wall, still a little hesitant but definitely turned on as Steve can tell from her glowing cheeks and her rushing eyes. “Steve…” she bit her lower lip, looking hardly into his eyes.

She good knew it was one of the moments, when he wasn’t himself at all. Now he was Captain Hydra, not kind and polite Steve Rogers. Sometimes it was just like this, that he was loosing his personality for several minutes or a bit longer. And he was turning into a mess. She hated such moments, but she had to deal with it. And now, with that thick sexual tension in between them, she wasn’t even about to complain. Because she wanted him. She wanted Steve to fuck her senseless until she would be begging him to stop. She simply needed that. He grabbed her hand and guided it down his abs into his boxers. As she felt his hard cock, she let out a loud gasp and pull hand back quickly, but immediately regaining her confidence, she slided hand down again and firmly grab his cock. She noticed just now that he had undone her bra while he began to tease her hard nipples with his warm tongue, circling around and flicking against them. She began to stroke his cock slowly, as she looked into his eyes, mumbling. “We should stop, what if HE come in here?” He laughed quietly, quickly shove his hand into her lacy panties and thrust two fingers into her already soaking wet pussy. As she started to moan loudly, Steve immediately covered her mouth with his other hand and whispered into her ear. “Can you shut the fuck up now, baby? Unless you want Bucky to catch us now.”

He slipped Emily’s leggins off and turned her around, pushing her front against the cold tiles before slapping her ass and rubbing her wet pussy from behind. Steve saw that she was dripping down her leg, so he kneeled down behind her and start kissing his way up her inner thighs, licking up every single drop on the way. Having reached the top, he circled his tongue around the outline of her little pussy, causing even more wetness. Steve could feel Emily’s body shivered as he started eating her out. He digged his tongue deep into her and moved it up and down slowly but firmly. Simultaneously, his thumb rubbed across her clit, as he heard multiple soft moans escaping her mouth. “Steve, I’m gonna cum.. she moaned. He stopped licking immediately and came back up to her face. “No. You’re gonna cum when I want you to, understand?” She suddenly looked worried. “He must be wondering where I Am.” Steve slapped her ass and shoved her against the wall hard. “You should be worrying about me, nothing else. I’m gonna fuck you now and you’re gonna be a good girl.”

He took off his pants and threw them into the corner. As Emily took his cock into her hand and started to get on her knees, he grabbed her by the neck and pulled her back up, holding her face right in front of his. “None of this bullshit, baby.” He pushed her into the corner between the cold tile wall and a sink and lifted up one of her legs. Steve stood in front of her and quickly pushed his hard cock into her dripping pussy without wasting any time. Emily’s arms locked around his back and as he started thrusting himself into her, her nails digged into his butt, causing him to thrust even faster. As a loud moan tried to escape her mouth again, Captain quickly suffocated it by kissing her hard. He could feel her body losing control with every increase of pace. All her sense was his scent, his sweaty, muscular body pushing against hers, his throbbing cock pounding and stretching her tight little pussy, hitting her inner walls. Steve covered her mouth once more as her moans turned into screams. He felt her body shivered, then clenched hard around his cock for a second before shaking uncontrollably again as she bit one of his fingers that was covering her mouth. Steve pulled out his hard cock and once again Emily tried to get on her knees to make him cum with her mouth but she almost fell over, still having very little control of her own body. He grabbed her quickly and picked her up. “Did I say we’re done?” She looked a little scared as she saw the burning hunger in Steve’s eyes. He grabbed her hair and pulled her to the sink, bending her over the counter. He slapped her butt hard, before he shoved his thick cock into her again from behind. This time was much quicker. Steve immediately started to pounding as hard as he only could, while pulling her head up by her hair so she could see him fucking her in the mirror. After roughly several seconds, he felt the familiar shivering and clenching, this time causing him to cum inside her pumping pussy as well. “FUCK, STEVE!” she couldn’t hold it any longer and screamed Steve’s name loudly, not caring if Bucky will hear it. Steve waited till he felt that every drop of his cum has been shot into her, then he pulled out his cock. He turned her around, kissed her hard one last time and smiled. “Good, baby. Now I know what Bucky meant telling me you’re the rapture” blonde man rushed to put his clothes back on, then he simply left the bathroom, fastening his belt, leaving Emily shaking and naked. Trembling all over her sweaty body, she looked after him, then she quickly closed the door to bathroom and got under the shower. She felt his semen dripping down her thighs. Emily allowed the cold water to stimulate her mind and body, pulling her out of the blissful lethargy after a fulfillment in arms of Captain Rogers.

TENDER LOVE - BUCKY BARNES X READER ONE SHOT

Summary: You happen to be Bucky’s girlfriend. It's your birthday that day and Bucky wants you to feel as special as it's possible, so he shows you his very romantic side, about which you didn't know earlier.

Word Count: 1219

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex and fluff :)

Author: Nad

You came back home earlier than you were planning too, however it was still a late evening.

 “I'm back home, Bucky!” you said loudly, taking off your blue coat and hanging it at hatrack next to the door.

You frowned a bit as you heard nothing but silence. With a loud sigh you took of your high heels and with a bag on your shoulder you stepped into a living room, becoming motionless as soon as you did.

 On the floor there were petals of roses in different shades of pink and red.

On the little dining table few candles has been placed. There also were petals.

The only light in the room was caused by those candles.

A bottle of a red wine, two glasses and plates - everything was placed shipshape.

 You slowly took the bag off of your shoulder and put it on the couch.

Slowly you went deep into the room, looking around as you were trying to figure out what was happening.

 Suddenly, you felt a familiar pair of a strong palms on your shoulders.

Instead of words, you heard a low voice whispering into your ear from behind.

“I hope you like what you see.”

 That sentence hung in the room when you were thinking how to respond.

“I… Bucky.. It's beautiful…” you whispered slowly.

 A rough hand has been placed on your cheek, forcing you to turn your head back.

As soon as you did, you felt a rough lips on your soft ones.

You closed eyes, enjoying the tenderness of the kiss. Your hand found its way to Bucky’s unshaven cheek.

After the kiss he looked deeply into your eyes and smiled at you.

Man offered you his metal arm.

“Shall we?” he asked politely and you gave a nod.

Bucky led you to one of the chairs and he improved it as soon as you took a seat.

“Thank you” you smiled brightly looking as he was taking his own seat.

It was only when you realized he was dressed in your favorite outfit, namely dark jeans and a black satin shirt. His dark hair has been gathered in a little bun.

“You look amazing, Buck” you giggled softly, smiling at him.

“Not as much as you, doll” he smirked happily, unscrewing the bottle of wine.

You both enjoyed a delicious meal your boyfriend had prepared for that dinner.

He also gave you a present. It was a gold necklace and a pair of gold earrings in a shape of roses.

“Oh, Buck, you shouldn't have..” you weren't even trying to hide your astonishment as Bucky helped you to put the necklace on.

His strong hands skilfully buttoned it up on your neck while he leaned down to kiss your cheek and whispered.

“Happy birthday, Y/N.”

You giggled softly, brushing his chin with your fingers.

“I didn't know that my man can be oh so charming” you smirked.

Bucky laughed shortly.

“As you can see, I can still be an enigma to you.”

 You felt like his metal arm has been wrapped around your waist and his second hand has been placed under your knees.

“Buck, what..” but you couldn't end your sentence, because you started to giggle as soon as he picked you up, taking you in his arms.

“Shh” he only murmured softly, walking upstairs with you in his arms. “If you were thinking that was everything, you were wrong” he said openly. “But the second part of my surprise will need your effort also” he kissed your chin.

You bit your lower lip slightly. You good knew, what was about to happen.

 Your common bedroom was embellished with candles and incenses. A sweet scent of vanilla caused that you immediately relaxed.

“Mmm.. You gave your best in that preparations” you kissed his lips.

 He slowly laid you down on the bed and took a place between your legs, kissing your lips very tenderly.

You wanted him. Like never before.

 Bucky gently put hands on your hips, you grinded yourself closer to him. He shock his head and whispered that tonight was about you. Bucky then slowly removed his shirt and then he undressed you from your tight dress. Man stopped and just lay staring at your half naked body, you grabbed his hands off your hips and you moved them further down your body.

He knew exactly what you wanted, so Bucky put hand down your lacy underwear, he slowly rubbed his hand against her and he grinned as he could feel that you were already moist.

You then pulled yourself more of him, you put hands down his boxers.

“Not tonight, doll” he let off a little laugh as he reminded you that it was about you tonight.

He kissed his way around your breasts, slowly removing your bra and let his tongue circulate your nipples. He could tell by your small groans this was exactly what you have wanted.

He kissed his way down your body, then he came to your hips, Bucky kissed each one and removed your sexy underwear.

Bucky gently kissed the top of your clit and let the tip of his tongue to tease you. He smirked as he gently let the tip of his tongue slipped inside you. Bucky worked his way around, good knowing what you wanted.

Your groans grew louder and longer.

“Exactly like that, don't stop..” you purred softly, gripping the sheets.

After a few minutes he stopped and used his metal fingers, so he could then kiss your nipples too.

You were running your hands through his dark hair.

“Oh my God…” you moaned quietly, biting your lips.

Bucky took off his jeans and boxers and he started to kiss your

neck and as slowly as he could, Bucky entered himself inside you.

First, he moved slowly, letting you to adjust to his size. And then he started to thrust faster.

“God, I love you, Y/N” he mumbled in a pleasure.

He carried on until you started to scream his name.

“Buck! I’m gonna cum!” you screamed, digging your nails in his muscular back.

He stopped instantly.

“Bucky…” you almost begged but he only smiled, pulling his penis out of your pussy.

Brunette rolled at side and you eagerly got on top of him. You arched your back so he could slowly put himself back inside you.

You rested your hands on his broad chest and he held you from your back. Bucky slowly moved hands to your ass, gently squeezing it and it was when you started to go faster and harder.

“Hey, easy, doll, slow down” he purred, watching your sweaty body. He moved his metal hand to grab your boobs.

“I can't, Buck! I wanna cum!” you threw your head back, going even faster, bucking your hips back and forth. So he let you to carry on.

Bucky squeezed your ass for one last time and you screamed you came. As soon as he felt your hot cum around his cock, he exploded his load in you.

“Fuck!” you screamed and then you simply fell on him, gasping for air.

He wrapped arms around your waist and kissed your sweaty forehead.

“That was amazing, doll” Bucky left a little hickey on your neck.

It was the best sex you both ever had.

LET THE WATER WASH A SHAME || BUCKY X READER ONE SHOT

Summary: Reader is Bucky’s girlfriend, who is still too shy to do some certain things with him. Bucky decides to help her find a hardihood.

Word Count: 1053

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex

Author: Beast 

Two months.

You were HIS girlfriend since two months. You were enjoying every day you were able to spend with him.

Being Bucky’s girlfriend wasn’t a simple thing to deal with.

You always were recognized, you always had to be classy.

Bucky has put you on a display, he was always proud to have such a beautiful woman by his side.

 Of course, your common relationship quickly got very intimate.

But you couldn’t get rid of the strange feeling, that you’re not too experienced as Bucky was, that thought was always somewhere in the back of your head.

Bucky was trying so many times to make you feel comfortable and he almost succeed, however you still were too shy to free your desires.

 That day, Bucky came back really late.

He was tired and exhausted after mission and as soon as he gave you a lovingly kiss, he went to the bathroom to take a shower.

“Do you want me to make you a tea, tiger?!” you asked loudly, stepping out of the kitchen.

“Later!” he yelled back.

You heard he was circulating between bathroom and bedroom, gathering his stuff.

After a while the tea was ready, so you took it to the bedroom and you set a mug on the night table.

“Is my doll glad I’m back at home?” a deep voice asked.

Looking up, your face reddened slightly as you saw Bucky only in tight boxers, eying his toned arms and broad chest. Even if it wasn’t the first time you saw him like this, you always got the butterflies going crazy in the pit of your stomach. You snapped back into reality as Bucky walked towards you, his arms went around your waist, pulling you close to him.

“I was about to jump in the shower, care to join me?” he asked, his voice deeper if even possible. Bucky’s blue eyes had a hint of mischief and lust, suddenly your tiredness melts away.

“I’d love to” you murmured, unconsciously biting your lower lip.

Bucky smiled as he unbuttoned your jeans skirt, letting it fall to your feet. You stripped off your shirt and he unclasped your bra as you pulled down his boxers. He took your hand and pulled you behind him, straight to the bathroom.

Both of you has stepped into the shower, the water was nice and warm, immediately making goose bumps appeared onto your naked bodies.

Bucky wrapped his arms around you, his chest pressed against your back as the warm water surrounded the both of you. Although with the hot temperature of the shower, you can’t help but shiver as you feel Bucky’s hot breath over your neck.

The dark haired man suddenly started to kiss your neck, even nipping at your skin. Humming in pleasure, you turned around, wrapping your arms around brunette’s neck, reaching up to kiss his delicious lips. Bucky’s hands went to your butt, squeezing it slightly as you squeak in a surprise. Smirking, Bucky lifted you up, putting your legs around his waist and backing you up onto the wall of the shower. He kissed you greedily, his tongue teasing the inside of your mouth, as he runs his hands up and down your thighs. Bucky pulled away, immediately his lips went to your neck, sucking and leaving small hickeys. You whimpered feeling your boyfriend’s tongue lick your collarbones, which only made him lick you harder.

He then gave an attention to your boobs, licking and sucking on one as he played and messaged the other. Moaning loudly at the pleasure, you felt something hard brushed against your ass. Smirking slightly, Bucky put your legs down, putting his hard cock in between your legs, teasing your entrance and clit. You gasped as he let out a breathy moan, his eyes met yours as he slowly entered into your wet heat. He started out slowly, savoring the feeling, but he then picked up the pace, pounding into you.

“SHIT!” you screamed, digging your nails into his back as he hit your g-spot. Throwing your head back, your back arched slightly, your breathing was uneven, panting along with Bucky. He gripped onto your hips as he thrusted into you, you whimpered as Barnes roughly kissed your lips, his teeth biting into your lower lip. He thrusted hard and fast, making you both moan each other’s names. Suddenly he slipped out of your pussy, letting out a loud groan.

“How much I love your sweet tight pussy, baby girl..” Bucky looked at you with a lustful glance.

With barely any pause he lifted you with incredible strength and pressed you against the glass. Bucky thrusted his hard dick into your pussy. You cried out, sensitive from the work he just did on you. Man gripped on your softens as he pulled back your wet hair.

He kissed your arms, neck, nibbled your earlobe while he was awaiting for your body to accommodate his member. Bucky once again reached for the shelf and you grab my strawberries and cream body wash.

Bucky slid his metal hand down to your pussy to massage your clit as he pumped in and out of you.

“Yes… God, so tight…” he closed his blue eyes, enjoying the pleasure.

He pressed you even harder against the glass and began to grind against you, pumping deeper into your pussy.

“Unleash your desires, doll..” Bucky whispered directly into your ear.

Barnes moved his hands to your hips to gain better leverage and you moved your hand to your swollen clit. Within minutes you were thrown once again over the edge, crying out his name as you did.

Your walls tightened against his large cock. Bucky again kissed your neck as the two of you came together, his milky cum dripped out of your pussy. Panting and gasping for air, Bucky gave you a breathless kiss, before pulling out slowly.

“Bucky… God… I love you so much, tiger..” you said, your eyes were half-lidded and tired. Brunette smirked, kissing your forehead.

“I do love you too, doll. Now let’s get washed up” he said, grabbing your strawberry scented shower gel.

“I… I did…” you whispered.

“I know. You unleashed it finally” he smiled to you and then he gave you a kiss.

 That night you both slept peacefully, snuggling to each other.

Like Father Like Daughter || Part II

Words: 1485

Warnings: blood

Author: Cass

Arlene has been waken up by sunrays.  She growled softly, slowly got up and walked to her suitcase and sighed. “Why I didn’t unpack it yesterday…” She smiled softly and quickly found grey shirt and black skirt. “This will be perfect” Arlene said and put things onto armchair. Then she grabbed her dressing-gown and went downstairs. “Do you ever sleep?” She asked and smiled looking at her father.

“I had to get up earlier … Bigger breakfast.” He smiled.

Arlene nodded “Dad… Can I get a hug?” She asked quietly.

Hannibal looked at her and walked to her, he slowly took her into his arms. “Something’s wrong…?” He asked and looked at her, stroking her cheek.

“Nothing… I just. I missed you dad.” She said and smiled at him.

Hannibal smiled back and kissed her forehead “I missed you too. I’m glad that my Sanglante Dame wasn’t caught by Police.”

She nodded “Yea… Someone got too close to me… I thought that it will be good to be with Police man… I thought I will have easier access to info… I will know when I will be able to work and when I need to stay quiet.”

“He got too close?” Hannibal asked.

Arlene only nodded “Yea… I was able to manipulate him…. He killed himself and I moved out.” She said.

Hannibal smiled and kissed her head “I’m proud.” He said.  Arlene smiled “I will go and wait at breakfast.” Woman said and walked to the table.

After breakfast Arlene went to take shower, she brushed her hair and put on clothes that she prepared earlier, she also put on black high hills and glasses. Then she walked to her father. “I think you will be big distraction for my patients.” He smiled. “Don’t worry dad. It will be fine.” She giggled “Can we go?”

He nodded “Let’s go.”

Arlene took her bag and followed her father.

Arlene walked inside office. Ohhh… How she missed this place. Every small part of it. She could remember times when her father was showing her his sketches… They were really brutal like for 12 years old girl.  She remembered days that she spent here with Hannibal. She walked along the wall looking at paintings that she saw few years ago. Place didn’t change and it was good. In this one room… There was too many of her memories.

Arlene put her bag down and sighed softly “So… I better go and look at papers.” She said, still looking around.

“Just be quick. I want to have you by my side when patient will come.” Hannibal said.

Arlene blinked “I’m sorry I though..” “You will be my assistant. You will be close to me whole time. Patients trust me… So they gonna trust my daughter.” Man smiled and Arlene nodded slowly “Okay… Sounds great.”

Arlene looked at papers, many cases were interesting. She didn’t knew why but only one name coughed her attention. “Will Graham”. Arlene even didn’t start read when she heard knocking, she got up from her place and went to open doors.

Man looked confused “Um… Doctor Lecter… Is He here?”

“Yes I’m.” He said and smiled at man softly.

Man walked inside “Good… Who’s this young lady?”

“This is my daughter. I hope you don’t mind her being here. She is my assistant, She is studying and I want her to get as much experience as it’s possible.” Hannibal explained and Arlene smiled at man.

“Oh… No… No. If this only will help this beautiful young lady then I can accept this. If she took your path it means she is worth my trust. Like father like daughter.” Man said happily.

Hannibal smiled and nodded “Let’s start.”

Rest of the day was the same. People were coming and leaving. Some of them had normal problems, some were psychopaths in some points.  Arlene really enjoyed this. She was sitting on couch and listening… Learning about all of those sick minds.  She had her notebook in hands. Writing down every important thing for her observation. Patient after patient… She was listening to the sounds of their voices, she watched their movements, their faces, but the most important she listened and watched Hannibal. Studying his every word and move.

After many hours Arlene finally said goodbye to last person “Good night and see you next time.” She said politely.

“Tired?” Hannibal asked and looked at her from his desk.

“Not really. It was… Interesting. Too bad that this day is over… I could...”  Arlene was cut off by door.

Someone just walked inside. It was man, not too tall. He had dark curly hair and glasses.

“Hannibal I thought I won’t catch you… Who’s that…?” He asked looking at Arlene “Are you busy?”

“No, It’s my daughter.” He said looking at man.

“You… You have daughter?” Man asked, looking really confused.

“There is many things you don’t know about me, Will. Sweetheart please go close main door and come back here.” Hannibal looked at Arlene.

Arlene nodded and went to do what he asked her to. Now she could recognize that name, she saw it in papers this morning. Arlene had to admit, he was interesting as a patient… And he was handsome.

She returned back inside and slowly walked to desk. Arlene sat in chair and took her notebook, she started slowly write her new notes.

After that meeting Arlene got up from her seat and walked to her father.

“So… This is your daughter? My name is Will Graham.” Man said and offered his hand.

Arlene took his hand “Arlene Lecter.”

Hannibal looked at them “Will… Tomorrow we have less work to do. I want to invite you at small dinner 8p.m?”

Arlene blinked and looked at her father. “Um, okay. It sounds… 8p.m then. Thank you that I could talk with you and… I was nice to meet you.”

“You too, Will.” Arlene said quietly.

When man left, Arlene looked at Hannibal “I thought you shouldn’t be friends with patients.” She said.

“He is other case.” He said and shrugged “Ready to go… We need to get some things at tomorrow’s dinner.” Hannibal said and looked at Arlene.

Woman looked at him and smiled “Oh… I will help you with pleasure father.” She said nodding.

“What he did?” Arlene asked, looking at fresh blood covering her hands.

“No one important, really… Man from newspaper… He was really getting onto my nerves…” he growled.

“That’s explaining a lot.” Arlene smiled and helped her father.

This was her favorite part. Hands still covered in warm blood, buried deep inside dead body.

“You missed this, sanglante dame?” Hannibal smiled.

“Yes… I missed this so much. So… Now we cut here… And we have lungs, I need to say he was a really healthy man. What we gonna do with him?” she asked.

“Don’t worry about that.” He said watching her.

Arlene smiled, looking at her hands. She sighed heavily because she couldn’t stop herself. Woman started lick the blood off of her hands, Arlene moaned from happiness. “Merveilleusement!” She said and laughed “Ne peut pas attendre!” Arlene growled happily and continued to lick blood off of her fingers.

Arlene cleaned herself up and sighed happily “Mmmm… I love that, I needed that!”

“I knew it will make you feel better.” Hannibal said and stroked her cheek “Go home… I will take care of rest, just be careful, Sweetheart.” He murmured.

Arlene nodded and nuzzled to his hand “I will be careful, father and you have to be careful too” She said before leaving.

At home Arlene sighed sadly and shivered. “Too bad that stuff in France got so messed up.” She growled to herself and went to change.

When she got downstairs, Hannibal was already in kitchen “Want to help me? We will prepare meat and it will be great tomorrow.”

Arlene giggled “You know that blood is more my thing.” She said and walked closer. “No, thank you, father. I rather would like to watch. You are a Master in kitchen.”

Arlene watched his every move. He was so gentle and careful with meat.

He looked at her “You look tired. Go to bed sweetheart. We have work to do tomorrow and dinner to make.” He said.

Arlene sighed softly “You are right father. I will go to bed. I love you.”

Hannibal whispered. "I love you too sweetheart… Now please go to bed and rest. You had a hard day.“ With every word he walked closer to her, Hannibal wrapped arms around Arlene and pulled her closer "My brave little girl.” He whispered, stroking her cheek “Good night.”

Arlene nodded “Good night dad.” She said quietly and went to bedroom.

Hannibal came to bedroom to check on Arlene. He sat on bed and gently touched her cheek “My good girl, I will need to do something.” Hannibal said and then left the room.

Lion Bucky by @kastrup-sofie

I need to say: This is amazing! Just like Beast I love Marvel and Lion king! 

(But tbh Beast love it more!)

~Cass