Summary: Unable to choose between them, you were dating both Bucky and Steve. You thought you were keeping it a secret from them, instead you find out they’ve been keeping a secret from you.
Characters: Steve Rogers x female reader x Bucky Barnes
Marvel Fluff Bingo Square Filled: Poly Fic
Word Count: 1598
Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content, polyamorous relationship, smut, nsfw
Author’s Notes: Written for my @marvelfluffbingo card. This fic came from a discussion between @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan and @climbthatmooselikeatree and myself after reading a piece about Bucky touching you with his metal arm. We wondered what it would be like if Steve was between you and the wall. Viola!
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Pairing: Bucky x Reader, Clint x Reader (friendship)
Warnings: Mention of canon typical torture and violence. Fighting.
Square Filled: Craving their touch
Word Count: 1800ish
A/N: This one is written for @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan marvel mayhem challenge. My prompt is bolded in the text: “Life messes us up in so many ways, messes all of us right the hell up”
It is my first time writing Bucky (or any of the characters really) so please judge kindly.
Thanks to the amazing, sweet and my expert on all things marvel @emilyevanston for betaing this for me.
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Clint and Steve were walking down the halls of the Stark tower as Steve was catching Clint up on their latest mission. Everything had worked out in the end, but that didn’t mean there haven’t been a few kinks along the way. A young Siberian man from the village they had been trying to save from invasion had recognized Bucky as the man that had tortured and killed his parents when he was a boy. He had attacked, before Steve and Bucky had gotten the chance to reason with him, resulting in his death as he was caught in the crossfire between the Avengers and the invaders.
Needless to say, Bucky hadn’t taken it well and honestly Steve was worried about him. He had been quiet all the way back and the instant they had reached the Stark Tower he had disappeared into his room. Steve had breathed a sigh of relief when Y/N had arrived. Bucky had been a different person ever since he met her. Well maybe not different, but more like the Bucky he had once known; the boy he had grown up with. Steve had hoped that her presence would help him somehow, but now that he heard the loud voices carrying from the Bucky’s room and towards the kitchen, he regretted being so stupid. Bucky wasn’t the same. Y/N had never seen him like this before and Steve should have known better. He should have stopped her or at the very least warned her what she was walking into.
Summary: You discover Bucky feelings for you are similar to those that you have for him.
Characters: Bucky Barnes x female reader
Word Count: 1782
Warnings: NSFW, smut, explicit language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex
Author’s Notes: Inspired by George Michael’s I Want Your Sex (x). I heard it in the car and started wondering which Marvel character I thought it fit best. I had an idea, but after hearing that @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan agreed with me, I knew I needed to write it. Thanks to Star and @climbthatmooselikeatree for your help as betas.
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The door hit the wall and bounced back, smacking you in the shoulder as Bucky pushed you backwards into the room. Your hands were on his belt, fumbling with the buckle, his shirt was already unbuttoned, hanging open, your fingers brushing the taut muscles of his stomach. His were on your waist, pushing beneath your shirt, his lips on yours, kissing you senseless. You wanted to stop, but you didn’t want to stop. Bucky was a drug you couldn’t resist.
“Fuck,” you muttered. You planted your hand in the center of Bucky’s chest and pushed him away.
Bucky exhaled, a low rumbling growl erupting from his chest. He released you, his fists clenched at his sides, a scowl on his face, his brow furrowed and his blue eyes flashing with something you couldn’t quite read.
You shoved your hands in your pockets and shook your head. “Buck, we can’t do this,” you said. “Not like this.” The words sounded wrong coming out of your mouth, probably because they weren’t true, weren’t what you wanted, weren’t how you really felt. You wanted him, wanted him bad, and you couldn’t stay away from him. The two of you were like magnets, drawn together. At the same time, you knew you couldn’t be with him, you mixed like oil and water. Just thinking about the last time you’d tried to make it work made your head hurt.
Bucky leaned over you, his forehead pressed to yours, his knee pushed between your legs, his lips just barely brushing yours. He let out an unsteady breath as he pulled away, his head falling to your shoulder.
“You’re right,” he whispered. “We can’t do this. Not again.” His lips drifted along the line of your throat.
You bit back a moan of desire and shoved your hands deeper into your pockets. If he didn’t stop, you’d throw all the promises you’d made yourself about ‘never again’ right out the window. “Bucky, please -”
Bucky’s head came up and god dammit, he was smirking. “Call me if you change your mind, doll,” he said and then, he was gone.
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