Obey - A New Bucky Fic

chillin on a Saturday night

I'd very much like to punch a feminist.

I’d never, ever hurt a lady but I’d be happy to punch a feminist. It’d bring me great joy.

WOAH WTF I WAS NOT READY

Damn this gonna be good

Project Spindle (TEASER)- Established Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

She’s always known about her powers, but the truth of where they come from could shatter everything.

a.n - teaser for a series i'm working on. i wanted to see how the interest was before posting more chapters! i have 3 ready so far :3

spoiler warning for thunderbolts*

The team filed into the common room of the Tower, their exhaustion hanging heavy in the air. Mission gear was dumped by the door without a second thought—boots kicked off, jackets slung over chairs, weapons clinking as they hit the floor.

Bucky was the first to make a beeline for the kitchen, muttering under his breath, “If someone ate my last yogurt, I’m leaving this team.”

Yelena threw herself onto the couch with a groan, her legs dangling over the armrest. “Relax, grump. No one wants your weird protein yogurt.”

“I do,” Ava added, flopping down beside her. “Just not enough to suffer the guilt trip afterward.”

From behind them, Walker rolled his eyes. “You two ever get tired of being annoying?”

Ava didn’t even turn around. “Do you ever get tired of being so sensitive?”

“I’m just saying—”

“Shh,” Yelena cut in, holding up a hand. “The couch doesn’t argue with background noise.”

Walker scoffed and stalked off toward the kitchen, muttering something about how no one respected proper debriefings.

Alexei wandered in next, already sipping from a bottle that definitely wasn’t water. “Ahh! A successful mission. You know, when I was Red Guardian, we used to fight for forty-eight hours straight. No rest, no drones. Just fists. And grit. And vodka.”

“You also say you once took down a unit during a ballet recital,” Y/N said, curled up on the big bean bag in the corner, a steaming mug cradled in her hands.

Alexei lit up. “Yes! With the ballerina who hid knives in her tutu! A real artist. You should’ve seen the blood on the stage. Beautiful!”

Bob let out a sleepy whine and leaned harder into Y/N’s side, practically glued to her. His arms were loosely wrapped around a pillow, but his head rested against her shoulder like a clingy child.

“You smell like wet socks and smoke,” he murmured, barely audible.

“Accurate,” Y/N replied softly, running her fingers through his hair.

Bucky returned with his precious yogurt, eyeing the scene before settling behind Y/N. He lowered himself to the floor, resting his back against the beanbag and placing a steady hand on her leg.

“You okay?” he asked quietly, just for her.

She gave a tired nod. “Yeah. Just drained. I almost threw Walker into traffic today.”

“I would’ve caught him,” Bucky said, deadpan.

“I know,” she smiled. “That’s why I didn’t.”

Yelena sat up slightly, glancing around. “Hands up if you listened to a single word of Walker’s lecture in the Quinjet.”

Not a single hand went up. Bob groaned. Ava fake slept. Even Alexei raised his bottle in protest.

“There was a lecture?” Bucky said flatly.

“I heard that!” Walker yelled from the kitchen.

Yelena leaned back with a grin. “Then maybe there’s hope for your listening skills after all!”

The room burst into light laughter, warm and easy. Mission chaos faded into background noise. This was their peace: bruised knuckles, aching muscles, found family—and a whole lot of sarcasm.

Before the conversation could settle, Bucky’s phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, then answered the call, but his eyes stayed on Y/N as he listened.

“Yeah,” he said into the phone, voice growing quieter. “She’s here. One sec.”

He held the phone out to her. “It’s Sam. He found something... about Hydra. Related to you.”

She blinked, surprised. “Me?”

“Yeah. He said it’s important.”

Y/N took the phone with a puzzled frown and got up, Bob whining softly at her absence. She padded down the hall and slipped into one of the empty private rooms, closing the door behind her.

“Hey, Sam?”

“Hey,” came his voice. “Didn’t want to text this, but Torres and I found something. Something big.”

“Okay…” she said slowly, sitting on the edge of a desk.

Joaquin’s voice joined the call. “We were going through old Hydra files—stuff that SHIELD never decrypted.”

“And?”

“We found you,” Sam said. “In the records. Before the Maximoffs.”

She went very still. “What?”

“You weren’t just another Hydra experiment,” Sam said. “You were the first step. The origin test for what created Wanda’s powers.”

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a.n - hih! thanks for reading the teaser :3 let me know if you want more!

Under-Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley

nsfw/smut, fem!reader, teasing/edging, fingering, cunnilingus, fem!orgasm

Today was different and you mean different. Ghost hadn’t been at the weekly afternoon meeting today which caused you to knit your eyebrows in confusion. That’s until Price had announced that Ghost was “sick” and wouldn’t be able to make the meeting. It was you and a few other people including Soap.

(Your sitting down the far of the table)

You called total bull shit on it since Ghost seems to rarely get sick and which he would of touched base with you on if he wasn’t feeling all that well.

Through a 15 long minutes of Price going on and on about the new upcoming mission that was coming in the next few weeks, your attention wasn’t really focused on him. Your focus what something in between your legs, and that something was a person. And that person was Ghost. What a surprise.

You peered down, trying not to make it to obvious, seeing as his blue eyes stared lustfully up into yours as his hands squeezed the back of your calves. You quickly looked up back to Price who was still babbling about the mission, your cheeks growing hot.

His fingers danced and ran along your inner and upper thigh, drawing circles around your exposed skin. Fuck, why’d you have to wear a skirt this afternoon. His hands had traveled more in between your thighs, pushing them further out then they where. You tried to squeeze them to get him to stop but his force out stronged you and he forced them open.

His thick fingers, ran up under your skirt, your warmth coding his cooler hands, making your skin shiver in goosebumps. You felt his two of his fingers press against the warmth in between your crotch, you knew he could feel how wet you where already getting from the quick arousal pooling in you.

He rubbed his fingers against your wet panties, pressing just around your pulsing clit, making you shutter under his touch. His index finger rubbed up and down your clothed pussy, teasing you to work you up. You practically kick him in a light manner to tell him to stop with the teasing. Which he chuckled quietly to himself, pressing his fingers harder against your pussy, teasing you once more.

He scrapped his two fingers to the side hem of your panties, pulling the fabric up. He snapped the fabric back against your pussy, making your eyes widen and look around to make sure no one had heard. Both of his hands lingered up your skirt, all the way up to the top of your panties, grabbing the hem of the elastic and pulling them down your thigh. Your heart was pounding and your cheeks felt warmer.

He made it almost past mid way down your thigh before tapping you, making you look down at him again, seeing as he looked at you and at your crotch. Motioning you to buck your hips up so he could pull them the rest off.

You looked away from him, gaining the confidence and pushing your hips up, allowing him to slide the rest of your panties off. As soon as he got them to your ankles he grabbed them and shoved them into his pocket. As your pussy was now exposed, he pushed your legs open again, a cool breeze hitting your hot cunt. You bit your lip, feeling as his slender thick fingers snaked up to your pussy, feeling as one of his fingers slid into your slit, rubbing against the wetness that was pooling. Your fingers gripped against the edge of your chair, still trying to keep some focus to Price.

One of his fingers entered you, curling his finger right against the base of your g-spot. Your vagina felt like it clenched around his finger, the sensation feeling like you had to pee but you really didn’t. He rubbed against your spot again and again, slipping in another finger. He wanted to edge you, wanted to feel as your vagina clenched around his fingers, the way your wetness lubed his fingers. He would imagine as you came around his fingers, around a room where no one knew what was going on under the table.

He pumped his fingers in and out of you, stretching your plush pussy out. Your clit was jolting with excitement, until Ghost removed his fingers and replaced them with his mouth. He licked a straight line up your pussy, tension was growing inside of you, the excitement of doing this in front of people was making you wetter.

His tongue swirled around your pussy, teasing your clit, adding and un adding pressure. He grabbed your hips, sliding your lower body forward more against his face almost burrowing it into you. His mouth sucked and nibbled at your clit. This was more exciting then doing this in the bedroom, it was more of a rise in a way.

His tongue felt like it was writing his name against your cunt, feeling you up. You where covering your mouth at this point, holding back your small moans that where begging to be heard. Your bottom lip feeling as it was about to be chewed off from your teeth biting against it to keep yourself shut. Your thighs squeezing against his head as you felt yourself getting somewhat closer to your orgasm. This made Ghost stop, making you take a breath but squeezing your thighs again in a way of telling him why he stopped.

Ghost had wanted to wait for your orgasm to slowly disappear before he dug his face back into you, his tongue pacing around in nice circular motions. Tongue fucking you nice and slow but rough as he laid his tongue flat, licking a straight line. His tongue was rough in a way, not like sandpaper but still moist. Your mouth was still concealed with your hand, biting at the top of your thumb, your eyes drifting closed off and on. You still tried to focus on Price, but it got to the point where you couldn’t, you could only concentrate on how Ghost was eating you up.

That’s until…..

“(Your name)? What is your opinion about the mission? You’ve been extra quiet back there….” His thick british voice rang in your ears, making you uncover your mouth, raising your eyebrows and giving him a small smile like you where paying attention. Ghost stopped, listening to you as his head was still buried in between your legs.

“I uh…..I agree with what your saying. I think the mission will be a great succ-“ Before you could finish, Ghost had pushed two direct fingers inside of you, your hands gripped the table, getting lost in thought as Ghost pumped his fingers once again inside of you. His fingers circled and curled inside of you.

“(Your name)? Are you alright?” Price was about to walk over before you told him to continue what he was talking about, not to worry about you. You held in a moan as you powered through the comment to him. Price just raised an eyebrow, giving you a puzzled look before waving it off and rolling his eyes before he continued again. You where released.

You thought you where fucked at that point. You gave Ghost a little kick under the desk which he squeezed your calf in return. You knew he had that shit eating grin on his face like he usually does.

Ghost removed his fingers, placing his hot wet mouth right back on where he was sucking and teasing at. Your clit.

You wanted to tease Ghost back, taking your heel/shoe off and placing it right against his groin, feeling that he was already hard. ‘Already hard for me?’ You thought to yourself, ‘Just by eating my pussy?’.

Ghosts breath hitched on your pussy, which ended with a low heardless groan that vibrated against you. You smiled at yourself. Ghost went harder against you swollen clit, rutting his tongue in all the right places. The feeling of you cumming was already getting close but you wanted to make Ghost cum first.

Your foot rubbed in circles on his dick, feeling as it twitch lightly in his jeans. Ghosts eyes where closed, humming sweetly into your cunt as he ate. He was already close, all this pussy eating was getting him so worked up he was about to cum right into his jeans. You wanted to see his face so badly, the way how precious it must be, cheeks dusted pink and temple glossy with sweat. The way his dick was probably already leaking with pre-cum was making you horny. To feel his cock inside of you was making your tummy turn and your pussy pulse with excitement.

He ate you up like you where his finally meal, he went faster as you rubbed your foot against the bulge of his dick. You looked round quickly seeing as Price was to busy talking to a recruiter, you decided to grind against Ghosts face slightly. Bucking your hips more into his face. This made Ghost hungrier. He sucked on your clit, teeth grazing just ever so slightly against it, making you sigh quietly into your hand.

You spread your legs wider, making Ghost burry deeper. There was the knot again. Your lower stomach turned again, feeling it made your legs tremble, trying to get yourself to cum faster. Your foot rubbing against Ghosts crotch left, you couldn’t focus on making him cum first, you where busy with yourself cumming against Ghosts face. You bit against your thumb, your body feeling hot and sweaty as Ghost ate you out faster and faster until finally came on his face.

You hips bucked forward as you did, your legs trembled as your orgasm hit. Your eye lids closed feeling your pussy tingle. Ghost lapped you up, removing his face from your crotch, wiping the access off his face. He watched as you hips moved slowly against the chair, still coming slowly down from your climax. Your legs still spread for him.

Ghost rubbed his dick through his pants at the sight of you grinding against the chair. He was about to pull his dick out and finish himself off here but decided to wait, he wanted to fuck you like he wanted to in the first place. Hard and balls deep.

Your eyes scanned the room, seeing Price finishing up the meeting with his corny wrap up. He told everyone to be ready for the mission and he’ll see you later. You stayed out for a second as everyone left, even Price waved to you not saying a word as he left the room. You looked in between your legs, seeing as Ghost was gone, that’s until you heard the door slam shut and lock.

“Clothes off and on the table, now”

thor: *throws mjolnir into the ceiling, scaring loki*  loki: THIS IS WHY MOM DOESN’T FUCKING LOVE YOU  thor: 

Am I wet? Am I on my period? Did I pee my pants?- next on wtf is going on down there.

R E B L O G   IF  ______________

I can randomly pop in your dms 

I can go to your ask and ask random af questions 

I can vent to you 

I can potentially help you (i.e, Self Harm/Suicidal Tendencies, Personal issue at school, and weight loss.) 

I can Send you cute songs to help you smile 

I can Send funny ass memes to make you smile 

I can be your friend through the hard times and even forever 

If you can’t reblog this, unfollow me now.

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