(f!reader x biker!Bucky)
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Warnings: creepy old men, unwanted touching, smut, oral sex (m!receiving), penetrative sex, dirty talk, swearing, Dom/sub undertones, unprotected sex, cum play if you squint, cream pie
There’s something about how you stand up for yourself that makes Bucky go feral
“You pretty little ladies have been hogging the pool table all evening. Why don’t you go get yourself a drink and stop playing around?” You rolled your eyes so hard you were surprised by the force of it and Natasha hid her smirk by taking a sip of her beer.
You straightened up, turning around with a bright smile to find exactly what you expected to find. A balding man in his late fifties if not early sixties with yellowing teeth and a beer belly his shirt did nothing to cover.
“You offering to buy?” You asked with a laugh, leaning against the pool cue and looking him up and down twice. “Because I’ll have a beer and so will my friend.”
“A beer for a pretty little thing like you? Shouldn’t you be drinking one of those fruity cocktails?” He teased, elbowing his buddy who snorted a laugh.
“Nah, but my boyfriend is partial to a Long Island Ice Tea if you wanna buy one so bad.” You told him with a shrug and his nose scrunched up, his eyes hard.
“That ain’t no boyfriend baby if he can’t handle a beer.” You’d never understand the hate in some peoples heart over a damn drink but you didn’t let it bother you, shrugging at the man.
“So if you won’t buy me a drink and you won’t buy my boyfriend a drink, I’m afraid I can’t help you.” You told him honestly, turning back to the game of pool you were currently losing.
Bucky was watching you from the bar, smirking at your conversation, idly stirring his drink. You winked at him before taking your shot. You smiled proudly when you potted the ball but before you could stand up there was hands on your waist and hips grinding against your ass making you scowl. Bucky on the other hand looked excited.
You straightened up, turning around and shoving the man back, teeth grinding when he only laughed, raising his hand. “I was just giving you a hand pretty girl.”
“I don’t need one. And if I did, I sure as hell wouldn’t be asking you.” You spat, shoving the man again, pushing him out of your space. “So back the fuck up before I make you.”
“Gonna call that cocktail drinking boyfriend of yours? I’m shaking in my boots.” He laughed and you smiled sweetly, holding up your right hand.
“Touch me again and I’ll castrate you using this pool cue and the ring on my pinky finger.” You warned and he laughed before stopping abruptly.
“You got a smart mouth, missy. I might have to teach you a thing or two.” He warned, stepping back into your space and you tilted your head to the side. “Put you in your place.”
“Try me.” You smirked. He stepped closer and you made a show of checking your watch before kicking the end of the pool cue, letting it swing up between his legs. He crumpled to the ground and you looked to his friend with raised eyebrows. “You want to get him out of here? Before I decide to get pissed off?”
Old and balding’s friend helped him up and the two of them scampered from the bar, leaving you to return to your pool game. You drained the last of your beer, grinning when another was set in its place and a strong hand grabbed your hip.
“Hey baby.” You tilted your head back, letting Bucky kiss you slowly. “Enjoy the show?”
“You fucking know it, Doll.” He pressed his hips against you and you pulled your bottom lip between your teeth. “Go wait for me in the back room. I’ll be in soon.”
You did as you were told, passing your cue to Sam to finish the game as you grabbed your beer and shuffled in behind the bar, perching yourself on a keg, waiting.
Bucky didn’t make you wait long, coming in with his own beer, the knuckles on his flesh hand busted. He was sporting a grin, making his way to you slowly.
“Did he cry?” You asked eagerly, tipping your head up when he took your chin between his metal fingers. He leaned in close enough that you could smell the alcohol on his breath.
“Like a baby. Begged for his Momma too.” Bucky assured you, finally lowering his head to you, pressing your lips together. “Was still walkin’ funny when I got out there. Called you a bitch.”
“I am a bitch.” You mumbled against his lips and he smiled. “I’m your bitch though.”
“Exactly, so no redneck with an attitude problem is gonna touch you and get away with it.” He assured you. He cupped your jaw gently, rubbing his thumb over your bottom lip.
“I can take care of myself.” You grumbled and he laughed cruelly, pushing his thumb into your mouth to hold your tongue in place.
“I didn’t say you couldn’t. I know for a fact that if he got any more touchy you would have made good on the castration threat. But nobody touches what’s mine.” He told you, watching you drool over his thumb and down your chin. “‘s why I let you kick his ass before I did.”
He pressed down harder on your tongue and you closed your lips around him, hollowing your cheeks like you knew he wanted you to. “That’s it, baby. You gonna thank me?”
You nodded your head slowly, sucking on his thumb dutifully and he grinned, using his metal hand to unbuckle his belt, pushing his pants down past his thighs and taking hold of his cock. The tip was red and leaking, evidence of how long he’d been hard. “Makes me so fucking hot seeing you stand up for yourself.”
He removed his thumb from your mouth, gripping your chin tightly. “What you hit him for?”
“Putting his hands on me.” You mumbled, pushing against his grip, meeting his intense stare. “No one can put their hands on me.”
“Except?” He asked, his hand traveling from your chin to your throat, flexing slightly.
“You. Because I’m yours.” You told him and he groaned, pumping his cock twice before pressing his tip to your bottom lip, spreading his pre-cum over your mouth. You flicked your tongue out, tasting him before accepting the tip into your mouth.
His hand around your throat tightened just slightly as you began to bob your head back and forth, taking as much of him as you could and he groaned loudly. You ran your tongue against the vein on the underside of his cock and he flexed his hand, causing you to gag.
“That’s it baby, choke on my cock. Show me who owns you, baby.” He groaned and your eyes rolled back in your head at the feeling of him beginning to thrust into your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat over and over. Tears dropped down your face when you blinked and Bucky grinned. “Such a hot fucking mess for me. You gonna let me fuck that tight pussy of yours, remind me who owns it?”
You nodded as best you could with his dick in your mouth and hand against your throat. You moaned against him, the vibrations causing him to shudder. He pulled out of you roughly, hoisting you up off the keg and turning you around, pressing your ass to his cock. “Bend forward baby and hold on tight. I ain’t lasting long.”
You groaned, bending at the waist to support yourself on the keg. Bucky pushed your jeans and underwear down, landing one sharp smack to your ass. He gave very little warning, swiping his tip up and down your pussy to gather you wetness before pushing in one long stroke. “So fucking tight, every time.”
“Cause you’re so fucking big.” You groaned, arching into his thrusts. The sound of skin slapping echoed in the back room and you delighted in it, knowing the others at the bar could probably hear you both. “Gonna fill me up Bucky? Remind me who owns this tight cunt.”
He loved your mouth, always fucked you harder when you talked him through it. Sometimes he fucked all sense out of you so all you could do was babble nonsense at him. “Feel so good, baby. Swear I’d sell my soul for this pussy. Can’t believe that fucker put his hands on you. Almost came when you knocked him in the balls.”
“Didn’t want his hands on me. Just wanted yours.” You moaned, rocking with every thrust. “Hate when anyone but you touches me.”
Bucky threaded his flesh hand in to your hair, gripping tightly and the other to your clit, rubbing wide frantic circles. “Come on baby, cream all over my cock. Make a mess for me.”
“Fuck Bucky, gonna cum.” You groaned, arching into his touch on your clit and then back to meet his thrusts. “So fuckin’ good, almost there. Gonna cum in me, Buck? Gonna fuck your cum into me until everyone knows I’m yours?”
Bucky came seconds before you did, thrusting through your orgasm until he collapsed over your back, supporting you both with one hand around your waist, the other on the keg. “You never disappoint.”
“You knock any of his teeth out?” You asked as he pulled out and went in search of something to clean you up with. He raised an eyebrow when you pulled your underwear and jeans up, shooting him a filthy smirk.
“I like the thought of you leakin’ outta me.” You told him with a shrug.
“At least two teeth, knocked ‘em down his throat.” Bucky pulled you close, kissing your forehead. “You okay?”
“Better now that my big brave hero fought for my honor.” You laughed and he rolled his eyes, pushing you out the door in front of him. He landed a smack to your ass right when you stepped out the door causing his guys to hoot and holler at you both.
How big is fuckin’ big?” Steve asked Tony when you walked past and you laughed, smacking the back of his head.
“Shut up, Rogers.” You warned. “Or I’ll set him on you next.”
I cannot wait to read this omggg
Request Summary: Eddie accidentally takes viagra, what kind of friend would you be if you didn’t help him out? (PREVIEW)
Since I’ve not been as active here lately I thought I’d post a little preview of the request I’ll be posting next to prove I’m still working on them, just slowly 😂 Work is extra stressful lately and I don’t have much energy to write once I get home, I appreciate your patience if you have sent something in. Hoping to have this up within the next week 💕
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Eddie couldn’t conjure up a reasonable explanation as to why he was so bricked up. He’d never been so hard in his life and it had grown to be uncomfortable, his cock begging for any ounce of friction he could slyly get away with. There’s no way he could excuse himself to the bathroom without you spotting the obvious when he stood up. He certainly couldn’t take the cushion to the bathroom with him to use as a shield. The instinctual need became unbearable, he was going to lose his mind if he tried to sit still for a second longer.
With the utmost subtlety, Eddie used his grip on the cushion to push down while simultaneously wiggling his hips. His jaw clenched as he choked back the gasp that sat on the tip of his tongue. The faintly strangled sound drew your attention away from the screen. Eddie’s eyes were screwed shut, but this time it was out of frustration rather than pain. His nostrils flared and his breathing deepened. On the cusp of asking what was the matter, the words dried in your throat as your gaze landed on his lower half. Your heart pounded in your chest at the realisation of why he made that sound, and why he had started moving after being still for so long.
You wondered if the thermostat had gone haywire because the air felt stifling. The short thrusts of his hips against the orange cushion made you wish you had one of your own to use. You weren’t sure what his endgame was, but the room felt too suffocating to wait and find out. You needed some air and fast, or at least a moment away from him to try and compose yourself.
“I uh- I gotta use the bathroom,” you stuttered and stood hastily. His head bounced against the couch, having lost the support of your lap and you disappeared before he had the chance to even process what you said.
Shit. Eddie seized the desperate rutting of his hips as he was dragged back to Earth by your sudden departure. He got carried away, what the fuck was wrong with him tonight? He lifted the cushion and glared down at his now painfully hard cock straining against his boxer shorts. A dark blue patch of precum blotted the spot he’d been rubbing. He had no reason to be in this state, only an hour ago he felt like he was dying so what had turned him into such a pathetic pervert in such a short time? He was starting to panic as he wondered what you were thinking. How obvious had his inability to control himself been to you?
You slammed the bathroom door closed behind you. Standing in front of the mirror, you stared at your reflection and took several deep breaths. Get a hold of yourself, you thought as your fingers curled around the cool porcelain edges of the sink. It wasn’t until after you splashed your face with cold water that you noticed the box of pills lying beside you on the counter. Once they had caught your attention, you were stunned to read what they really were.
You cracked the door open slightly and called out to him. “Eds?”
For a moment, you worried he’d fled due to the beat of silence that passed before he answered.
“Yeah?”
“Come here a sec.”
“Do I have to?” He sighed, not wanting to get up while he still hadn’t managed to get rid of his big problem.
“Yes,” You rolled your eyes and waited for him to stroll down the hall.
Eddie strategically hid his body behind the door frame and popped his head into view. There was an expectant look on his face, waiting for the reason he was beckoned. His eyes followed your finger as you pointed to the pills on the counter.
“Did you take those?”
“Yeah?” Eddie replied feeling unsure of himself, the fact that you were questioning it made him nervous that he had inadvertently poisoned himself.
“Do you know what they are?”
“Uhh, pain meds?”
“Noooo,” your lips curled into a smirk. “You took Viagra.”
“Viagra?” he roared. Temporarily unphased by his predicament, he stepped into the bathroom and picked up the box, the fuzz no longer afflicting his vision. “What the fuck?”
“Why did you think they were pain meds?” you fought the urge to giggle.
“You told me to go take something knowing full well I couldn’t see!”
“You’re blaming me for this?”
“Fuck yeah, I’m blaming you!” His voice got higher the louder he became. “Why do we even have this?”
Eddie froze when it dawned on him that the only reason they would be in the cabinet is because they belong to Wayne.
“Jesus Christ,” he groaned, dropping the box at his feet. He buried his face in his palms and threw his head back. “Ughhhh! Why me?”
You couldn’t hold back your laughter any longer, the first chuckle escaped your lips while you took in the pitiful sight of him.
“It’s not funny!” he yelled, feeling agitated and more than a little humiliated. “It hurts!”
“It’s a little funny,” You teased.
“Shut up! Seriously, what am I gonna do?”
“Nothing,” you told him calmly, swiping up the box from the floor to read the instructions on the back. “It says here it should go away on its own in about three hours.”
“Three hours?!” He whined.
“Three to four hours.”
“Why the fuck does it last that long?”
“Oh, quit being dramatic. You’ve already made it through the first one,” you said, placing the pills back in the medicine cabinet. “Come and watch the rest of the movie with me, it might help take your mind off it.”
reblog to kick the duffers in the ribs
The man I didn’t even want in the first place just ghosted me. What the fuck? Come back?
MINORS DNI +18
NOTES: um I need her? Got into an argument about Abby and needed to write her being gay so! Very short
WARNINGS: fem reader, use of strap, rough sex, praise, explicit sexual content, explicit language, terms of endearment (not necessarily established relationship?), Abby tops
“Come on baby, breathe for me, yeah?” Abby hums, readjusting your hips over the pillow they're propped on. The tip of her strap nudging just right against that soft spot inside you. You huff, whining as you try to move your hips to feel something, anything. She’s completely still, her harsh thrusts from before completely stopping to run her hands up and down your heaving torso, a taunting smile on her lips as she watches you. She thinks it cute when you think you can get off just by moving your hips in those small little circles, even smaller now that she’s pushing down on your hips and nudging herself just a little bit deeper.
“Thought you liked it nice and slow? Getting a little impatient on me, sweet girl?” She laughs, barely pushing herself in and out, every movement making you claw down her arms as you writhe below her.
“Abby come on, s’not funny,” you whine, and she watches the way your pretty little cunt tries to suck her in. And she lets you huff and puff for a minute, but she’s only human and she’s just missing the way you sound when you’re absolutely wrecked. You’re about to start begging when she starts slamming each thrust as deep as she can, loving the way your cunt just soaks her lower stomach and tops of her thighs. You could scream at how good it feels, head lulling to the side and body completely limp as she completely wrecks you, every sound is forced out from the sheer power of her thrusts. “F-fuck Abby, feels so fucking good,” you cry, head thrown back once she readjusts you, the angle somehow making everything in your brain even more fuzzy.
“Tried to be nice baby, but you just wanted this so fucking bad huh?” You hum and she just laughs, pushing in just a little further after pulling out, just to hear the cute squeal you make when she rams it back in.
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in honor of the media blackout this week, i wanted to compile a list of links and resources regarding what’s going on in gaza. i advise all of you to give these links a look at, or to at least reblog them. the people in gaza need the bare minimum from us in that sense. &, well, if you can’t take enough time out of your day to give these links at least a look, a like, or share, then, bye !
& for all the the last of us fans out there, you need to see this. it’s genuinely a must. not to call anyone out, but i see a lot of people who have not spoken out about this at all, who, for example, keep publishing or reblogging fics etc during the blackout. i love a good fic as much as anyone else, but you can wait a week. there’s really no excuses here. if you didn’t know about the previous blackout, then now is your chance. don’t turn a blind eye to this.
at the end of this post are links specifically for those engaged in the last of us tumblr. if you aren’t going to look at the links before that, then at least look at those.
oh, & for the dumbasses who are unfollowing me for spending a week to post about a fucking genocide? fuck you, & good fucking riddance. you are not and never were welcome on my page. i don’t want you here anyways!
SEVERAL ways you can help the people in gaza. some of which are fully free.
SEVERAL links regarding info around this genocide, such as places to boycott, and ways to learn more about the nature of it all.
SEVERAL ways you can help, including ways to donate, petitions you can sign, and campaigns you can join.
places you NEED to boycott. don’t buy from them, regardless of if they really fund israel or not. if they support them, that is more than enough. boycotting is a way to resist, so do it. at the end of this post are also places that are helping those who are in gaza, and families you can help escape by donating.
know that this conflict did NOT begin oct. 7th. this is so much deeper than you know, and has been going on for 70+ years. click the above link to educate yourself on that front.
CLICK HERE TO HELP PALESTINE! this site has already been debunked on if it really helps the people in gaza or not, and it does. just one click is all you need. one button, once per day. you can even do it on different devices or browsers so you get more than one click in. click it daily!
CALL YOUR REPRESENTATIVES using this link, and this link (this will help you find ways to call or email them depending on where you live). also, urge biden and congress to do right by the people in gaza. the U.S. sends billions of dollars to israel every year, funding the genocide that’s ensuing as we watch on from the comfort our homes. do the bare minimum, & hold them accountable. please.
HERE ARE WAYS YOU CAN DONATE or find a PROTEST near you! not everyone is readily available to do these things, i know that. but looking into them could never hurt, or at least sharing it elsewhere so there is more awareness surrounding it.
LEARN OF AFRO-PALESTINIAN EXPERIENCES, & the efforts they have made over the years. i think it’s so, so crucial that we hear their voices, &, god, learning of all that they’ve been through, & all that they’ve done, is so inspiring.
here is some more info regarding BOYCOTTING. boycotting does, and has been proven to work. this post explains the subject a bit more in case it happens to confuse anybody, along w/companies and such that need to be boycotted, & why. as i said before, boycotting is a way to resist. so do it!
HERE IS A 🇵🇸 MASTERLIST including ways to educate yourself, donate, books you can read, & films you can watch. this is one of the best links i have regarding this conflict, and i highly recommend you look at it!
SOUTH AFRICA took israel to court for this genocide! read about it in the above link.
do not remain in the dark about the last of us’s link to the ongoing conflict in gaza. neil druckmann, the director of the game, is a ZIONIST. he grew up in israel, and TLOU2 is rooted in israeli themes. now, no one is saying you have to quit playing the game, or dislike it, for all you dense ones out there. but i ask that you remain aware of this aspect of it, especially if you are regularly engaged in the last of us tumblr.
this is a link that i highly, highly recommend you read through. it discusses the HEAVILY ISRAELI THEMES TLOU2 displays. click the following link to learn more on TLOU2 & NEIL DRUCKMANN.
DO NOT BUY TLOU, TLOU REMASTERED, TLOU2, TLOU2 REMASTERED, OR ANY GAME FROM ND! neil druckmann has donated money to the IDF in the past. & where do you think he’s getting his money from? yeah, you got that. watch gameplays, pirate these games, or buy them secondhand. several shops sell used games. & for those of you who went and purchased the game anyway, knowing about all of this? fuck you.
if you think your $10 doesn’t matter, then think about this: okay, one person spends $10 on the game. whatever. but when 100,000 people do it? that’s a million dollars, going into the hands of a zionist, who is using YOUR money to help kill innocent men, women, and children. put that in your pipe and smoke it.
it is not just the games you need to boycott. HBO’S show also needs to be. follow this link to learn of more movies and shows you need to boycott, & the reasons why, including the last of us. let’s also not forget that dina & abby’s actresses are in support of israel, and BELLA RAMSEY, ellie’s actress, has also shown support.
boycott. the fucking. show. there are a million websites where you can pirate it, so you are not giving any of your support to it. resist.
i understand that not everyone is educated on this subject, and that not everyone knew of the previous media blackout. for the last of us fans, i understand that not everyone knew about the game or show’s israeli nature. but it is never too late to take part. it is never too late to care. i promise you that. if you purchased the game, at least donate to one of the sources above. that’s just bare minimum.
get educated, get loud, & GET PROUD! these are innocent people who are dying as you read this from your bed, couch, whatever. the least you can do is like & reblog so this reaches more people. your voice matters, big account or small.
FROM THE RIVER TO THE SEA, PALESTINE WILL BE FREE 🇵🇸🍉
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I could eat that girl for lunch
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