Darkgardenersoul - Pretty Lady

Oh I know

if you know you know

anytime, anywhere

summary || Bucky is flattered when he finds fanfiction, but he isn’t even aware of what half of the words mean.

warnings || shy! reader, unprotected sex, dirty talk, metal arm kink, fingering, thigh riding, choking, multiple orgasms, very filthy but I’m tired to add more warnings. PWP — MINORS DNI 🔞 if any of this makes you uncomfortable then please do not read!

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“Is this what people write about me?” Your head snapped up from the novel you were reading as Bucky’s voice reverberated in the otherwise empty room. He sat besides you on the lush sofa and you kept your book aside.

The avengers tower was fairly empty except you two today as the others were either on vacation or had gone on missions. And it wasn’t new for him to come with you with questions as you’d become his unofficial guide into this modern world.

“What?” You were confused at his sudden question. He turned his phone towards you and it took a moment for the words shining on the screen to seep into your head. You nervously gulped as you realised that it was a smutty fanfiction about him.

“It’s… it’s fanfiction…. like uh,..” you spluttered around your words as Bucky just shook his head. “I know. I searched up what it meant on the internet. I mean I’m flattered they write about me. It’s interesting for sure. But I don’t even know what half of these words mean.”

You licked your dry lips as you realised what exactly Bucky wanted to ask you, and it was somehow worse than just explaining fanfiction to him. Bucky thoughtfully scrolled through his phone before speaking. “What’s cock warming? Is it something related to chickens?”

In other circumstances, you would’ve laughed your ass off, but right now you were faced with the looming question of how to answer Bucky’s question. “Bucky.. I… it’s…I umm…” your entire body became warm and Bucky held back a chuckle as you stuttered with embarrassment.

“If it’s so difficult, let it be.” Bucky waved his hand off in a dismissive gesture. You sagged into the couch with relief. Bucky became silent for some time and you thought that he wouldn’t ask more questions. But you were wrong, “What’s thigh riding?”

“Umm, thigh.. thigh riding.. uh, right… about that…” you were nearly sweating at this point and you couldn’t properly process words. You knew how to explain it, you just didn’t know how to explain it to Bucky.

He was a very good friend of yours, and you had discussed many things together, but talking about this still made your face heat up. You were lost in your own head when suddenly Bucky picked you up and placed you on his lap.

“I think it’s hard to explain. So why don’t you just show me?”

Your jaw fell open as you stared with disbelieving eyes at Bucky. Did he really just say that? You opened and closed your mouth as you wanted to speak, but no words were coming out of it.

Bucky was loving the expression on your face; almost as if he broke your brain with just his words. “You look so dumb and I haven’t even fucked you yet.” Your blinked your eyes rapidly as you tried to get your brain back online, “huh what?”

“I said, do you wanna show me?” His hand was cupping your face and you were sure he could face your heated skin. But answering his question wasn’t that difficult now that you knew he wanted the same thing as you. “Yes.”

Bucky was a fine man and only an idiot wouldn’t want him. Not only was he a good man, he was excruciatingly handsome too. His eyes darkened with hunger and a fire lit in the pit of your stomach when he repositioned you over his thick thigh.

Your fingers were trembling as you curled them in his shirt for support. A soft moan escaped your lips as he held your hips tightly while dragging your further on your thigh. The soft material of your pants was rubbing against your heated core, and yet electric sparks were travelling down your spine.

“Remove your pants.” Bucky said without sugarcoating. “Wha… what?” Your stopped moving your hips and gulped. “Remove your pants, it’ll feel better.” Bucky’s fingers began tugging the soft sweatpants you were wearing.

Of course Bucky knew what all those words meant. But he was a very cruel man. He loved it when you got shy and flustered. It was probably the best sight in the whole world for him when you nervously chewed your lips as you gazed at him with bashful eyes.

“Bucky, someone will see.” You whispered as you frantically looked around the room. The fact that you were still seated in the meeting area wasn’t lost upon you. “Let them. Let them see what they will never have.” Bucky said with a smirk.

It all felt like a dream as you stood up from his lap and undressed. Bucky’s eyes were shamelessly running down your body and the unhidden lust was making you feel more desired than you ever had. Just his dark eyes were giving you goosebumps.

He spread his thighs further apart and motioned you to come closer. You sucked in a breath as you sat on his thigh and the course material of his jeans came in direct contact with your bare pussy. You once again held on to Bucky as you began moving your hips.

Your swollen clit rubbed deliciously against his pants and you chewed on your lip as you settled into a rhythm. Bucky wasn’t touching you, instead he was sitting back and just taking in the view as you drew your pleasure from him.

“Look at the mess you’ve made.” Bucky clicked his tongue. You opened your eyes, which you didn’t even realise you’d closed in the first place, and stared at the wet patch on Bucky’s jeans. Your slick was smeared across his thigh and the sight sent an unexpected wave of arousal through you.

“Look at me.” His words didn’t leave you any option but to stare into his deep blue eyes. The intensity of the entire act was setting you aflame. “Is this what you mean by thigh riding? Hmm,.. I guess I kinda do know now what you mean by cockwarming.”

When you didn’t reply and kept going, Bucky was quick to hold your waist tightly to stop you from moving. You were nearly desperate at this point to cum and you whined in complaint, “Bucky.. please.” But Bucky just tutted back, “Please what?”

“Please just..” you wanted to scream and shout and tell him that you wanted to cum, but somehow you were getting so bashful that even words weren’t forming. “Please let me… please!” You pleaded and Bucky just raised his eyebrow in question.

“Please let me cum!” You finally managed to spill the words out. You couldn’t handle this edging anymore as you rubbed yourself over his thigh. Your entire body felt like a live wire and you didn’t think you had it in you to hold it in anymore.

“No.” Was his simple reply. You stopped your movements as you gawked at Bucky. Your lips were suddenly dry and licked them before speaking up in a hoarse voice, “what?” You were still disbelieving of Bucky clear denial. But whatever was happening was only turning you on more.

“You don’t get to cum.” He reinstated his words and you pouted. “But why?” Bucky smirked as if he was waiting to give you the explanation. “You’ve been so naughty. Reading all this dirty stuff about me.” He shook his head as if he was disappointed. “Tell me, do you deserve to cum?”

“Bucky….” you gulped before moaning out the next words. “Oh my fucking god!” You really hadn’t thought Bucky would do something like this, and now that he was, you were really enjoying the whole unexpected ride.

But your smile turned into a squeal when Bucky slapped your ass. “Good girls don’t curse like that.” He muttered before placing his metal fingers over your heated pussy. You sobbed out a choked cry when he swirled your slick over your swollen folds.

You spread your legs wider and your fists curled tighter in his shirt as two of his fingers entered you. The metal fingers were thick and cool as he fingered you. Everything that was happening right now was straight out of your dreams.

“Do you think of me? Do you imagine it to be me when you touch yourself at night?” His voice was raspy. Your body was covered with a sheen of sweat by now and you’d nearly lost all of your coherent thoughts. Your brain solely focused on the fingers curling deliciously inside you.

“Answer me!” You gulped at his commanding tone and furiously nodded your head. He smirked at your admission and you felt like hiding your face in shame. You were honestly loving the way he was making you humiliate yourself and you didn’t know how, but you wanted more of it.

Bucky trailed down kisses from your neck to your pebbled nipples and you shivered at his warm touch. He played with your tits as he nibbled and sucked your nipples and you couldn’t stop the moan that bubbled up your throat as his hot mouth surrounded your pebbled nipples.

You whined at the loss when Bucky pulled back with a pop. His saliva began cooling over your sensitive skin and you shivered despite being very warm. “Look how sensitive you are. All you had to do was ask me to fuck you and I would’ve. No need of reading this stuff and getting yourself so riled up.”

You hadn’t ever thought the words spilling out of Bucky’s mouth would ever turn you on to this extent. He was already fucking you with his fingers, but somehow, you needed more. “Bucky please fuck me!” You didn’t plead, this time, you begged.

“Good girl.” You would’ve cum from just from his praise if he hadn’t pulled out his fingers. His flesh hand was still holding your waist tight enough to keep you from squirming. Your eyes nearly squinted as you followed as his fingers. He rubbed his wet fingers over your lips, smearing your slick, “Lick.”

You ran your tongue over your lips and his eyes keenly followed the movement. He placed two of his fingers back over your lips, but this time, he swiftly entered your open mouth. The fingers were thick and nearly reached the back of your throat and you gagged.

“Just like that. Suck on them like you’d suck my cock.” Encouraged by Bucky, you swirled your tongue over his fingers. He sucked in a sharp breath and you figured out that he could feel his metal hand. You doubled down your efforts and you could slowly feel the metal grow warmer in your mouth.

“You want to get fucked?” The question was straight forward and yet it made your head short circuit. “Yes Bucky!” He hummed as he mused and pushed his fingers deeper before pulling them out. “Go ahead then.” He said motioning towards his cock.

Bucky was making you do the work despite knowing how shy you were. With shaky hands, you unzipped his tented jeans and took out his hard length. Your mouth salivated at the sight of his thick cock and you lined it up with your sopping hole as you couldn’t wait anymore.

Your eyes clenched closed as he entered you. His thick length was stretching you deliciously as you slowly took him up to the base. His hands fisted at his sides when your hot walls wrapped around him. You took a moment to get settled with the stretch before moving your hips in a rhythmic matter.

Taking support on his chest, you began fucking yourself on his cock. Gravity was doing its work pulling you down whenever you raised yourself. He went deeper than anything you’ve ever had and you couldn’t stop the moans that kept on spilling from your lips.

“You’ll have this whenever you want.” Bucky murmured in your ear as you kept riding him. “Your tight cunt feels like heaven around my cock. Anytime you want this, just tell me. I’ll fill you up and keep you stuffed with my cum, would you like that?”

“Yes! Please, I want it. I want you so bad!” You whined. Your hips seemed to be moving of their own accord as you began fucking yourself harder. “Keep moving that pretty hole then. Keep riding me like that and I’ll fill you up nice and deep. Is that what you want?”

“Yes! Ye… yes buc.. Bucky! Pluh… please!” You stammered. You felt yourself getting closer to your release and you wouldn’t let Bucky take that away from you this time. “My fat cock’s got you stammering, ain’t it?”

His words were enough to push you on the edge as the waves of pleasure dragged you down with them. The orgasm felt like drowning in the sea and floating at the same time. It was a sublime feeling you couldn’t really put into words.

You sagged on Bucky’s chest as the climax left you feeling boneless. But Bucky was quick to flip you over on the coffee table. Your hands shook as you raised your ass up. Your breath hitched when Bucky entered you again from behind.

This time, he wasn’t merciful, he was animalistic and passionate. Unlike his previous cold exterior, he was like a man possessed now. The snapping of hips was shaking the table and he curled his hand around your neck and raised you up such that your back was pressed to his chest.

Your body was covered in sweat as you panted and moaned. His unrelenting thrusts were making stars burst behind your eyes. He was still murmuring filth into your ear, but you were too out of it to listen. You clutched his hand gracing your throat as your legs shook with the force of his thrusts.

It didn’t take long for your second orgasm to crash into you as you felt as if you were still reeling from the first. You felt little tremors of electricity going around your entire body. Your walls clenched around Bucky and he too came inside you with a loud grunt.

You nearly fell down on the sofa again, but the impact was reduced by Bucky’s body under you. You both heaved for air and as you settled down a little, you couldn’t help but start giggling. “What’s so funny?”

You were lying atop Bucky as you shook your head. “I can’t believe I fell for that.” Bucky circled his arms tightly around you. “You can act so innocent sometimes Bucky, I can’t believe this. Also did you mean it?” Bucky chuckled behind you. “Mean what?”

“Whenever I want it….” You left the rest of your sentence hanging in the air. But Bucky understood what you were saying. He turned you around such that you were facing him. “Yeah. I meant it, just ask and you’ll get it, anytime, anywhere.”

i don’t want a job i want to read good books and drink good coffee and get kissed on the neck

You don’t miss me—you miss what I gave you.

periods are medieval honestly. like sorry I got suicidal last night turns out I had too much blood in me. yeah no some of it fell out and I'm fine now.

Always the Bridesmaid

Starring: Ari Levinson x Plus Size Fem!Reader

Summary: Ari likes it when he helps you relax

Once again, inspired by my bestie @wayward-blonde who sent me this photo!

Warnings: NSFW! 18+Only.

A/N: For all my ladies with thick thighs and softer bellies like myself!

Word Count: 1078

Divider by @firefly-graphics

Taking a sip of your wine, you sigh with content as the crisp Chardonnay hits your tongue and slides down your throat. Smiling to yourself, you watch your best friend laugh and smile while her brand new husband spun her around on the dance floor.

Your eyes wander and your breath hitches when you see him. Ari Levinson, best man and object of every woman’s desire judging from the circle of women surrounding him as he took long chugs from a beer. You watch his lips wrap around the bottle, arousal flooding your panties as you imagine those same lips pressing kisses along your bare skin.

The fantasy would never happen though, you frown, draining the yellow liquid from the glass. As beautiful as you felt today in your dress, you couldn’t help but think about your smaller counterparts. You bet they didn’t have to ask for a dress that would hide their soft tummy and flatter their fuller figure. Surely Ari would pick one of the women with long toned legs in a short sparkly mini dress to bring back to his room tonight.

“Doing well, sunshine?”

You hadn’t noticed Ari leave his fan club and stand in front of your table. You swore you saw his eyes dip to the swell of your chest and back up to your face, and you’re finding it hard to form a coherent sentence.

“I’m fine, just taking a break!” You rush out, dying on the inside because this man can reduce you to a wet puddle with just his presence. The heat creeps up the back of your neck when Ari doesn’t move, his deep blue eyes searching yours.

“Are you sure? You seem a bit… tense.” He places his bottle on the table, shrugging out of his tux jacket, placing it over a chair and loosening his tie.

“Yup! Just need one more of these!” You lift your empty wine glass, moving to stand. It was the low growl, and the soft but firm command that has you sinking back into your seat.

“Stay.”

Ari glanced around, placing a finger to his lips in a silent “shush.” When he sees that no eyes are on him, he drops to his knees, lifting the floor length tablecloth and disappearing from view. It’s mere moments before you feel him, his hands caressing your feet, carefully slipping them out of your heels.

He massages your calves, his fingertips following the path up your legs tickling the skin of your inner thighs. Bunching up the chiffon of your dress, he pauses, waiting for you to shift so it gathers around your hips. He places your leg on a chair, allowing him access to your waiting center.

He noses up the crotch of your panties, deeply inhaling your scent. They’re already soaked, a shudder overtaking your body when his tongue lightly teases you through the fabric. You’re in a daze, not believing that this is actually happening, but you aren’t going to be the one to stop him.

Ari nips at your flesh, kissing everywhere but where you need him to. Your fingers grip your seat, breaths coming out hot and heavy when he pulls your panties to the side. You’re eager, and you swore you heard him chuckle when you wiggle to spread yourself open as wide as you could.

It’s the soft burn of his beard you feel first, lightly scraping against your cunt, jolts of pleasure spreading from your core to the outer extremities. His tongue laves around your lips, taking his time, teasing you to the brink before pulling back, a cool stream of air blown along your wetness. Finally, you gasp when his tongue spears through your cunt, a broad stripe licked up through your slit.

“Have you seen Ari?” Your eyes snap open in the direction of the voice, one of the women from his fan club standing at the other side of the table, hands on her hips waiting for an answer. Of course he takes this opportunity to suck your clit into his mouth, your eyes rolling to the back of your head as you try to speak.

“He’s not… I haven’t… seen him.” You stammer, Ari’s tongue gliding expertly over your clit, his mouth making love to your pussy like it’s his only purpose. The woman huffs, oblivious to your state, intent on finding the man that is feasting between your legs.

“Well if you see him, could you tell him I’m looking for him? Thanks!” She’s gone in an instant, and your attention is back where it’s supposed to be.

Lifting the cloth, you set your eyes on the adonis on his knees. For you. Ari pulls back, a devilish smile spread across his pretty face, his beard smothered in your cream. “You taste like the sweetest peach sunshine,” he watches his fingers get swallowed by your cunt, mesmerized at how wet you are. “I can’t wait to experience all of you.”

He spits on your pussy, going back to attacking your clit with his tongue. The wet sounds so loud you swear the entire room can hear, but you don’t care. All you want now is to drown Ari’s mouth with your cum.

He’s knuckle deep in your channel, your seep staining the front of his shirt. You take a mental picture of this beautiful man who’s so ravenous at the taste of your juice he can’t get enough. He’s making you feel so fucking good you can’t form a coherent thought, his fingers milking your sweet spot while his tongue swirls your Pearl. You can’t take it anymore, the pressure is too great, and it’s been too long since you’ve felt another’s touch.

Biting your lip you come undone, releasing a torrent on Ari’s face. He loves it, running his face in your essence like it’s his own private shower opening his mouth and letting it run down his chin.

Ari gently places your panties back in place, his lips leaving wet trails along your skin. Finally coming up for air, he slides into the chair next to you, his face a handsome smug mess from making you come. Reaching into his pocket he slides a keycard to you, and the tent in his pants is not lost under your hungry eyes.

“Meet me in room 241 in half an hour.” He whispers, the smell of sex filling your space. “It’s time for me to worship the rest of you properly.”