《Bucky Barnes Imagines》American Booty (Bucky x Reader)
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Bopping your way through the communal kitchen to one of your favorite playlists, you had just put the last bowl in the dishwasher when you heard a distinct growl from behind you.
"Whatcha wearin' there, doll?" You turned to see your boyfriend Bucky practically vibrating with an unreadable look on his face.
"What? Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing..?" You looked down at your gray tank top and royal blue booty shorts in mock confusion.
"So it's just a coincidence that you've got 'American Booty' written across your ass for everyone to see? What if.." Bucky lowered his voice, glancing around. "What if Steve saw ya in those?!?" Bucky's jaw was clenched, his face getting redder by the second.
You bit your lip to keep from grinning. "Why Bucky Barnes... if I didn't know better I'd say someone was jealous..." You leaned back against the counter, arms crossed, one eyebrow cocked in defiance.
"I'll show ya jealous alright.." Before you could react Bucky had picked you up by the waist and literally thrown you over his shoulder. Pounding your fists on Bucky's back you shrieked at him to put you down but you were completely at his mercy.
"I swear, James Buchanan if you don't put me down right this insta–AH" You gasped as Bucky's flesh hand came down hard, smacking your ass in a stinging but surprisingly pleasurable way.
"Quit your squirmin' doll, or there's more where that came from." Bucky huffed out, rounding the corner heading straight for his room.
"Promise?" You whispered under your breath, but of course nothing gets past your supersoldier and his enhanced hearing.
Bucky dumped you unceremoniously on your feet just inside his room, shaking his head and smirking at you. "Woman, you're gonna be the death of me. What am I gonna do with you?"
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"Whatever you want, Sarge..." you waggled your eyebrows, giggling as you darted away just out of his reach, Bucky finally catching you and tossing you onto the bed, caging you in between his strong arms and looking especially wolfish.
"Gotcha doll, you're all mine." He dipped down, kissing your jaw and burying his face in your neck. "And I plan on spending the rest of the day making sure you and everybody else knows it."
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