Random Imagines || Avengers & Cast || Book 2

Cigarette smoke⎊ - B.B. pt2

Warning(?): Deepthroating, Degrading, and praising (TWO OPPOSITE THINGS LMAO)

That's about it

Y/n's pov

I walked into Bucky's apartment, and it smelled like cigarette smoke.

I saw Bucky on the couch, disheveled as he smoked a cigarette.

My voice was quiet and I choked on a sob.

"Hey, Bucky..." I swallowed a lump in my throat.

He looked at me, breathing out smoke from his lungs.

"Hi y/n, sit down."

I kicked off my shoes, took off my jacket, and draped it over my arm.

I went and sat down on the couch.

There was an uncomfortable silence.

"Why did you do it?"

"I don't know, I wasn't thinking straight." Tears streamed down my face.

Bucky scoffed softly, flicking the ash off the cigarette into the ashtray before bringing it up to his mouth.

The cigarette burned brighter when he started breathing in, his lungs filling up with the smoke.

When he breathed out, a cloud of smoke quickly dissipated.

"Was he good?" I heard his gruff voice ask.

I looked up at him, and I saw a jealous look take over his face.

"N-no," I said truthfully "he couldn't pleasure me like you could."

He clenched his jaw, looking me up and down.

"Hmm." That was all he had to say.

There was a moment of silence, and Bucky took that as an opportunity to take in another lungful of the cigarette smoke.

"Then why did you leave?"

I gulped a lump down my throat.

"It seemed like all you wanted was the sex, and he seemed so nice and he didn't want just sex, so I left you for him."

"So you came back for sex?"

"No, that's not what I meant." I said, shaking my head.

"Then what did you mean?"

"He never loved me as much as you did, he used me to make another woman jealous." I said, my knee bouncing.

He put his cigarette out in the ashtray.

"What do you want to do?" Bucky asked.

"To get back together would be pretty nice." I said, goosebumps crawling on my skin.

"Well, it sounds like a great idea, but you have to promise me something."

"Yes?"

"Whenever I'm fucking you, you have to be screaming my name."

I smirked "Wasn't I doing that before?"

Bucky's jaw clenched, and he said "On your knees."

I quickly got on my knees, putting my hair up in a tight ponytail.

Bucky went and locked the door, unbuckling his belt as he walked back to me.

"Good girl, putting your hair up for me."

He pulled his pants and boxers off and his erection stood up.

"I'm going to use your throat like the pretty little slut you are." He grabbed me by my ponytail.