Title:No Hero is Above Fear Square Filled: U2: PTSD - Card# B019 - @buckybarnesbingo Artist:Caiti Character: Bucky Barnes Rating:T Note:Should any of my mood boards prompt a fic, please link me so I can enjoy and brag! But please - take this as permission to write it!! Warnings:Mood board, Alternate Universe Summary: “The brightest smile can hide the saddest heart.”
Okay but you cannot convince me for one second that Clint doesn’t talk to Bucky about his own experiences being brainwashed.
“They’re going to tell you it’s not your fault,” he says one day, maybe in the training room, maybe over a cup of coffee. Bucky looks up, half-listening because he still doesn’t sleep very well and he and Barton haven’t exactly had reason to chat. “What you did when you were brainwashed. And it’s not, it’s not your fault, but somehow, people saying that doesn’t mean a goddamn thing. They weren’t there, they don’t know what it means to get ripped out of your head and see your body used to kill.”
Now he has Bucky’s attention, but Bucky just lifts his coffee cup to his lips and doesn’t make eye contact. “And you do?”
“You were under when Thor’s psycho little brother tried the whole ‘take over the world’ bit, but he used me to do it.” Clint’s voice shakes a little, even after all this time. “I know it wasn’t my fault, and so do you, but that doesn’t make it any easier to wash the blood off.” He swallows a sip of his coffee uncomfortably and stands. He’s said his piece.
“What does?” Bucky says before Clint can go two steps. “What helps?”
“You’ve got to find some kind of redemption,” Clint replies. “And someone to talk to.”
As the archer walks away, Bucky thinks that he may already have the latter.
I found a giant list of smutty prompts and decided to use them to get more writings out and add some new characters! Enjoy!
It was a typical night for me. I was in the kitchen cleaning up and putting away Bucky’s dinner that he would eat whenever he made it home. He was out, as usual, working with Sam. I had just put his food in the fridge and started to wipe down the counters when the front door slammed closed making me jump and my silk robe almost fall off. I quickly tied it back in place to cover myself. The loud heavy footsteps were quickly heading towards me in the kitchen. I turned just as Bucky came into the room. I could see the anger all over his face. I sighed as he silently went past me to the fridge.
“You and Sam have another lover’s quarrel?” I asked raising an amused brow at him.
He quickly found his food then angrily sat at the table as he grumbled incoherently.
“Wanna talk about it?” I asked him.
“No” He grumbled.
I let him eat in silence but the moment he was finished I cleaned the table off then stopped him before he could leave the room.
“What?” He asked glaring down at me as I stood in front of him.
“I don’t care what got your panties in a twist but you need to drop that bullshit with me,” I told him harshly.
He raised a brow in surprise at me. We stared silently at each other for a minute or two until he finally cracked a smirk. He sighed then sat on the edge of the table.
“Sorry, baby, he just pisses me off sometimes,” Bucky said shaking his head.
I sighed moving to stand between his legs. I wrapped my arms around his neck pressing my chest to his. His arms instantly wrapped around my waist as his hands lightly rested on my ass.
“Maybe you should go back to the couples counseling.” I teased.
“That’s no funny.” He said with a flat look.
“It’s a little funny.” I shrugged as a large grin took over my features.
“You’re an ass.” He grumbled.
“Oh no, baby, I think you meant you love my ass,” I said softly as I leaned closer to him.
He chuckled as his hands cupped my cheeks and squeezed lifting me onto my tiptoes.
“That I do beautiful.” He grinned at me.
“If you can put Sam out of your mind, why don’t you meet me upstairs. I have a little something for you.” I said then barely pressed my lips to his before quickly leaving the room.
I basically ran up the stairs to the bedroom. I could hear Bucky close behind me. The moment I stepped into the room he crashed against my back wrapping his arms around me. He pressed one kiss to my neck before I wiggled free of his hold. I turned around to face him.
“Why don’t you get a little more comfortable handsome,” I told him then bit my lip.
I watched as he quickly undressed until he was only in his boxers. I nodded my head towards the bed. He sat down on the edge watching me intently.
“No, baby, lay back,” I told him shaking my head.
He quickly did as I said moving to the middle of the bed and propping himself up against the headboard. I moved to stand at the foot of the bed. His eyes never left me as I moved. I slowly untied my robe then let it fall to the floor around my feet. Bucky groaned the moment he took in my new red lingerie.
“God damn doll, you’re fucking gorgeous.” He breathed out.
I slowly, teasingly crawled on the bed. My hands trailing up his legs to the obvious tent in his boxers. I grabbed the hem with my teeth then pulled the fabric down far enough to free me. I used my hands to quickly remove the fabric completely. I didn’t give him a chance to say a word before I quickly took him into my mouth.
“Fuck” he groaned as his head fell back against the headboard.
My movements were slow but deep. I took him in hitting the back of my throat each time as my tongue swiped along the underside. When his breath became ragged I pull off with an audible pop. I licked my lips as I moved to straddle him moving my lace panties to the side. His hands were instantly on my hips. I grabbed him lining him up then I sunk down on him. His grip tightened as a low groan escaped his lips. I ground my hips against him slowly as I leaned forward. When I was close enough to him he captured my lips with his then bucked his hips upward making me moan.
He flipped us around suddenly so he was hovering over me. He grabbed my hands pinning them above my head. He slammed into me making me cry out. His lips assaulting my neck as he grunted against my skin.
“Bucky” I moaned arching into him.
He growled against my neck.
“I love it when you moan my name.” He panted in my ear.
I moaned again at his words and the particularly hard thrust he gave me when he said them. I could feel the coil in me wind tighter with his harsh pace. I knew from his heavy breathing and louder grunting that he was close. His hands tightened around mine as my walls clenched around him. My back arched off the bed as I moaned his name loudly. He kissed and bit at my neck harshly until his hips stuttered. He groan in my ear making me shiver as he spilled into me. A small moan fell from my lips at the feeling.
He breathed deeply then pushed himself up to sit on his knees. His hands gently ran along the red lingerie. He slowly pulled out of me but his hands held my thighs as he watched his cum drip out of me.
“Oh god,” I breathed quietly at the sight of him.
Once we were both cleaned up I rested on his chest drawing light patterns across his skin. He kissed my temple pulling me closer to him.
“I love you, (Y/N).” He whispered into my hair.
“I love you too Bucky even if I have to share you with Sam.” I joked.
