One Shots ↠ Sebastian Stan [+ Characters]

[B.B] Vibranium Hand 🔞

「Summary」: Bucky is still insecure to touch you with his vibranium hand, but when you demand him to solely use his prosthetic hand to pleasure you, he gains some confidence.

「Warnings」: 100% pure smut, drunk!reader, insecure!Bucky

「Requested by」: /

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"Bucky?" Your whispered voice echoes through your shared apartment. You wanted to check if he was still up or already asleep and as no response could be heard, you sighed and gave the door behind you a powerful kick. The door fell close way louder than you had anticipated too and loud giggles left your throat while you tried to be as silent as possible. Which was hard, because you were more than just a little tipsy. 

It had been girls night today. That combined with the happy hour in your favorite bar, that gave you two cocktails for the price of one, had led to your swaying posture right now. The room around you was slightly spinning and it took you three attempts to throw your keys into the wooden bowl next to the entrance door. Every failed attempt was accompanied by your loud giggles, although you thought you were quiet enough to not wake your sleeping boyfriend.

It was way past midnight and you knew that he had just returned from a long and draining mission with Sam to fight against the remnants of the FlagSmashers. And as always after a mission with Sam, Bucky needed some time for himself. Some silence, some sleeping-in but also some much needed cuddle sessions while catching up with the movies of the last 80 years. It was your pleasure to do this with him, seeing him cuddly and vulnerable was something you were more than grateful for. He had been trained to always function and never show any weakness. That he decided to show them to you, meant a lot. For him and for you. 

"Y/N?" Bucky's sleepy voice could be heard from behind you and you spun around in shock. Thankfully the sideboard was close enough for you to grip on it, as you almost collapsed on the floor because of the spinning room. 

Digesting alcohol really wasn't your strength. 

"Bucky," you answered in a high-pitched voice, honestly surprised why he was awake. You had been silent, almost like a ninja. There was no way he could have heard you. 

"Yeah, babygirl. Did you have a good night?" You were sure you could see him smirk at you, but his outlines were a little blurry. His brown hair messy on top of his head, as if he just got out of bed. And probably he was, because it was in the middle of the night. He was only in black sweats, the upper body bare and way too distracting. Your eyes wandered down the lines of his abs until they met the hem of his pants. Something twitched in your lower belly region, wetting your lips with your tongue.

"Did you hear me?"

His voice brought you back into the situation, you hand still gripping the sideboard for some stability.