Summary: Bucky’s been having difficulties in a certain… department. He’s at a loss, completely ready to give up until he starts theorizing. If you have the ability to heal people, maybe you can help him out. Maybe you’ll be able to fix him.
Pairing(s): Bucky Barnes x (F) Reader
One-Shot
Warnings: SMUT 18+ ONLY PLEASE!!!; unprotected sex (wrap it up, folks!); masturbation; elements of orgasm denial; elements of orgasm delay; handjobs; anal fingering (Bucky receiving); use of sex toys (vibrators - Bucky receiving); prostate massage; coming untouched; blowjobs; dirty talk; painful masturbatory efforts; enhanced Reader (no y/n); pet names (doll, baby); age difference kink; multiple orgasms; strong language; mutual pining; lube, lube, and more lube; CONSENT, ALL THAT LOVELY CONSENT!
Word Count: 12,400+
A/N: I have no excuse for this. Enjoy! xxMoni
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It’s two in the morning and the room is literally cold but Bucky’s body is burning up, clenching and unclenching the miserable coil that’s been resting inside his heaving stomach since midnight. He’s sweating, sticking to the cotton sheets below him and even though it feels incredibly uncomfortable, he can’t seem to stop himself from grinding down onto the bed. It’s relaxing and blissful, the pressure of the mattress against his back and bottom, but it’s also the most he can do without absolutely falling over the edge.
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Dear HR,
Please stop ghosting me, I'm not your toxic ex.
Thank you.
there’s too much anxiety in this lil body of mine,
chris evans: *sees puppies*
puppies: *being cute and lovely little creatures*
chris evans: GRRRUUUHGHHHH
hornyposting on tumblr so i dont have to feel An Emotion
*walks into an antique store* i’d like to see your most evil items, please
I will defend them with my life