Bucky Barnes ➡️ PARODY/RP ⬅️

Yes.

It doesn't have to be fancy, does it?

When things slow down he's going to take @blckwdow.bsky.social out on a date.

Something fun with a bit of romantic mixed in.

- the brunette pushed into her wet, tight, hot pussy with a moan. "So tight for me, princess." He gets right into thrusting, slowly for now so that her walls loosen and let more of him in.

"Daddy loves your ass and Papi loves this pussy." He compliments as he buries into her.

The tug gets a needy groan from him as her wetness coats his fingers. Pulling them away, he smudges her lips with her taste.

Bucky ripped her panties to gain full access to her needy heat. "How is it my fault?" He asked while teasing her opening with the tip.

With his metal hand back in her hair

There's making love, then there's fucking.

She's about to get the latter this time. With his stamina, he can (and will) fill her more than once.

- and tugs her head back to lick along her throat. "Dirty girl," he husks as his real hand reaches between them and checks how wet she is.

She's definitely got him wrapped around his finger and has him... standing at attention. The rubbing is just making him want and need her more.

"Right here, hm?" He asked with a growl before reaching between them to undo his jeans which are quite restricting.

His other hand tangled in her hair -

"That's a given," he says of her desiring both men. Her fingers feel lovely against his neck.

"But what would you like for me to do for you... or to you, princess?"

"I'm sure."

He returned the smile. She makes him happy and it shows. Both do, and make him whole.

As her legs and arms wrapped around him Bucky gently rubs her outer thighs.

"Can I do anything to make up for it? Anything you desire, just name it."

"The plates are fine, I swear. The arm didn't even touch 'em."

As Nat draws closer, he reels her in the rest of the way and lifts her up to sit her down on the counter.

"I'm sorry, babe.." He said with a soft frown as he tucked some red hair behind her ear.

"Aw, is the spider jealous of the dishwasher?" He teased with a chuckle.

"Did you and Steve have fun last night?"

"It's a sterile environment! And I washed the dishes too. I'm not a total heathen."

The arm is reattached and locked in place.

It was just a little scuffle.

#NoItWasnt

Blinks and wears an innocent expression.

"What?"

a man in a white tank top is standing in the kitchen ALT: a man in a white tank top is standing in the kitchen

@blckwdow.bsky.social did not just see him get his arm out of the dishwasher.

Ahem.

"I. Hate. The. Cold."

It makes the sensitive area around his metal arm ache every damn time.

He had a very busy day but made it back in one piece. Can't say the same for the other guys.

It seems he'll be sitting down to dinner in a suit and tie. She's spoiling them.

He loves them both and always will.

// I'm expecting a call about our cat anytime now from the vet. She had surgery this morning and we'll be picking her up soon-ish. I'll get to replies ASAP after getting her home.

Waffles sounds good. And maybe some eggs on the side.

That may just work. Doesn't hurt to try.

That would be great. Without her or Steve he'd either starve or go broke from ordering that dashing door thing.

They could go on for ages at this point. He will always say she's his better half (one-third?).

He's going to make oatmeal in the microwave. It's too cold for cereal.

Then she's exquisitely beautiful.

Naaah! Ruggedly good looking.

Cute is her and Steve.

He loves her too.

Claw his chest, back or thighs.

But please don't harm this handsome mug.

Meow..?

He's an assassin, not a heartless asshole against animals.

As long as baby lion doesn't try to claw his face off in his sleep.