Random Imagines || Avengers & Cast || Book 2

I hate you⎊ - B.B.

This is a request from a very very "innocent" online friend of mine.

"Kinda likin the enemies to lovers troupe rn, but I want you to put your own spin on it. Make y/n a slut that likes getting slapped and dicked down. And have Bucky choke her with his metal hand please"

So.. yeah. That's exactly what she said

(I'm only writing this because I'm fulfilling a sexual fantasy for an online friend of mine, don't judge her)

And this smut is... rough holy shit I'm... surprised.

THE FRIEND THAT WANTED THIS WAS SO INNOCENT I'M SO SURPRISED

please do NOT report

Y/n's pov

I walked downstairs into the meeting room and I saw Bucky in there, rolling my eyes.

I scoffed.

"What is it, Tony?" I asked, seeing everyone sitting at the table.

"Sit down."

"Why? You want to make us your therapist? Everyone has issues, Tony."

"Shut up and sit down, whore." Bucky said and my jaw dropped.

"I am not a whore!" I said, crossing my arms.

"Why do you dress like one then?"

My jaw clenched, as I squinted at him.

"Fuck you Bucky." 

"Yeah fuck you too, slut."

I huffed "I am not a slut!"

I saw Bucky smirk.

Or did I?

"I said "Sit. Down, whore." He said angrily.

I stared at him angrily as I sat down.

"I am not a whore."

I spun my chair so I wouldn't see him.

I had crossed my arms and legs, staring at Tony with furrowed eyebrows.

*An hour later*

Sam's pov

"You like pissing her off don't you?" I asked Bucky.

Bucky smiles "She looks cute when she's mad."

I chuckle "Just wait till you push her over the edge and she kills you."

Bucky smirks "Can't wait."

"I'm going to bother her again, she's in the gym right?"

"I think so."

Y/n's pov

I was running on the treadmill when I heard the door open and shut.

I ignored who it was and I continued running.

But soon he walked into my eyesight, and I said "Motherfucker, get out."

Bucky smirked at me.

"I'm not a motherfucker."

"You might as well be, who knows how many girls you had sex with in the '40s." I got off the treadmill.

He chuckled as I walked away.

"Doll, who knows how many guys you've had sex with."

I looked at him "I do, and it's a lot less than you'd expect."