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Wrapped Around Me
Summary: Your man wants you in nothing but a pair of thigh high socks while you drench his beard and he’s not above begging to get his way.
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Pairing: Beefy Biker Bucky x Reader
Word Count: 1.9K
Warnings: Oral (fem receiving), thigh high kink, body worship, Bucky loving your thighs, smut, no minors.
A/N: Beta’d by the lovely @midnightf but all mistakes are my own. Inspired by this ask
Masterlist|Beefy Biker Series|
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Ever since you dressed up in a pair of thigh highs for his birthday, Bucky’s been obsessed with getting you back in them. He wants you wearing those and only those inside the house. You keep finding new pairs in your lingerie drawer and he’s been dropping not-so-subtle hints about all the things he has planned for you whenever you’re wearing them.
You’ve been teasing him all morning, wanting him to snap because honestly you love it when your man becomes feral.
Which is why you’re pretending you didn’t notice him laying a pair, burgundy with a striped pattern, on the bed after your shower. He’s lounging in front of them, wearing only some gray boxers, his dog tags on his tattooed chest glistening under the bedroom light.
Bucky’s watching you, unable to keep his rapt gaze off your thighs as you dry off. He loves your body exactly the way it is, always insisting that you’re flawless, he’ll look right at your stretch marks and declare them beautiful because they’re a part of you.
You’re pushing him closer to the edge each time your hands smooth over your skin as apply the vanilla-scented lotion he loves so much.
“A little slower Gorgeous,” he says, continuing to unabashedly stare like you’re his favorite show and he can’t tear his eyes away from you. His cock hardens in his briefs, a familiar ache settles in your pussy when he has to reach in and adjust himself, the power you have over him is enthralling. You put more of your lotion on your thigh and he groans. “Yeah just like that.”
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