Librarian!Bucky Barnes! People arenโt really your forte; youโre not the best at verbal communication. Itโs why youโve always found solace in books. Your town librarian understands. Youโre not sure how he came to be here, or who he was before, but the rumors donโt bother you. He leaves books for you in your check-out bin, notes written on post-it notes in the margins of the ones he knows will interest you. At last, someone who really understands.
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Prized Possession
Pairing: Dark Librarian!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader
Summary: You're Bucky's rare treasure, his most prized possession.
Word Count: Almost 1.5k
Warnings: Explicit sexual content, Dubcon/Noncon elements (please do NOT read if that upsets you), drugging, kidnapping, cockwarming, mention of minor character death, dark elements, possessive behavior, displays of Stockholm Syndrome, librarian!Bucky Barnes (heโs a warning, okay?),
A/N: Hey, lovelies! Here's my submission for @boxofbonesfic Monkey Paw Challenge. Congrats on 7k! Thank you to Nix for the GORGEOUS Bucky edit and @late-to-the-party-81 for the beautiful moodboard. Also thank you to @sgt-seabass for "prized possession". Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Banners by the talented @vase-of-lilies. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment as it means the world!
When you were little, you used to dream that you would one day fall in love with a handsome prince. All the books you read had the princesses being saved from their peril to live happily ever after. You wished for your prince to shield you from the darkness of the world and love you for who you are. Your parents eventually told you to get your nose out of the books and live in reality. It was a silly dream.
And dreams sometimes turned to nightmares.ย
Bucky let out a sigh of happiness as he paused in his reading, reminding you of how good he felt to be surrounded by the heat of your wet pussy. One of his favorite ways to read to you was to have you seated on his hard cock, his lips against your ear as he spoke. It was a daily routine now and the dull ache between your legs was a sensation you had grown used to over time. He made sure of it. Everything began and ended with Bucky Barnes.ย
Everything.
โDo you remember the day we met?โ he asked, nuzzling the column of your throat as he rocked his hips up.ย
โI do,โ you whispered.ย
Your life changed the moment you met him. A chance encounter with the handsome new librarian put you directly in his path. You hadnโt expected to bump into him while roaming the familiar shelves, clutching the small pile of books to your chest as he looked into your eyes. You had never seen such a brilliant shade of blue before.ย
And you never would again.
โIs there something I can help you find?โย
โY-Youโre not Will,โ you said, taking in his short, brown hair and strong jawline. He took up space between the shelves without meaning to with his muscular frame and you chided yourself for staring.ย
The smile he gave you made you shrink back more. โNo, Iโm not. Iโm actually his replacement. Iโm Bucky.โ
You said your name as he looked at you expectantly. You didnโt know Will planned to quit, but didnโt question it as Bucky helped you pick one more book. Instead of getting frustrated with your small nods and one or two word answers to his questions, he was careful to help choose the right story for you.
โSorry,โ you said as he helped you at the front desk, carefully looking over your library card.
โFor what?โ he asked, taking one more look before giving the card back and pushing the books toward you.
โNot saying much,โ you answered, tucking them into your arms. Conveying messages through spoken word wasn't your strong suit, so you did your best to express it in other ways. A kind smile here and a friendly wave there, but it didn't always work. Books were comforting because they didnโt judge you.
โNothing to apologize for, doll. I know not everyone is a chatterbox,โ he swore, the small smile you gave in response making him grin. โTell you what. Why donโt I leave a few books for you when those are due back so you donโt feel obligated to talk to me?โย
โOh,โ heat quickly rushed to your cheeks. โYou donโt-โ
โI donโt mind,โ he promised.ย
"Okay. Thanks,โ you swore, giving him a tiny wave as you cradled the books with the other hand.
โSee you soon, doll,โ he smiled.ย
You felt his eyes on you when you left and he hadnโt stopped watching you since.
โYou had the most beautiful smile. It was endearing,โ he explained, shutting the book and setting it aside.
You had heard whispers about Bucky since he took over at the library. Will had given no warning to quitting and no one even saw him leave town. Some say he killed him, but there was no proof. Others said that something wasnโt right in his mind after he served in the Army. You ignored the rumors. He mostly kept to himself and did a good job.
Maybe you shouldโve listened.
โYou were always nice to me.โ
Whenever you saw Bucky around town, you gave him a small, awkward wave. He always waved back with a lopsided grin. You liked that he didnโt force you into interacting with him, but you found yourself drawn to him anyway. Who wouldnโt be drawn to a handsome, mysterious and kind man?
You shouldโve questioned why you saw him around your street when he lived blocks away. Or why small things began to go missing from your place. You thought at the time that you were being forgetful. It was foolish to pretend.
โThe world is a cruel place and I knew I had to protect you.โ
Blaine was a bully who teased you relentlessly whenever he encountered you, knowing you wouldn't say anything back. It was usually a comment about your looks or how maybe you could you up if he fucked you. Bucky witnessed it once from a distance, but you rushed off before he could see if you were okay. It didn't bother you and you didn't want to trouble him. Blaine thought he found an easy target and nothing more.
He broke his neck in a freak accident two days later.
And Bucky left you a flower with a new stack of books.
โYou wanted me. I know you did,โ he grunted, thrusting up to make you keen. โYou have no idea how many times I wanted to shove you against one the bookshelves and fuck you until you cried.โ
You had a feeling it took a lot of restraint. There was always a dark look in his eyes in the moments he got close to you. A brush against your backside or a touch to your arm, but they somehow seemed innocent.ย
There was nothing innocent about his intentions.
โYou even kept all the notes I left you.โ he sighed, tracing lazy circles along your clit as you whined.
Each time Bucky chose a book for you, he left a handwritten note. It was either a reason for why he chose the story or why he thought youโd like it. You appreciated that he chose romantic stories since most of the guys in town wanted nothing to do with you. Each one was special to you. He even asked you out on a date with a note.
They lined the wall across from you, along with photos Bucky had taken of you.
โMy perfect doll. Never prying or asking questions,โ he murmured, his teeth lightly nipping your soft flesh. โI knew I had to have you.โ
Your first date was at his place, not wanting you pressured to go out in town. The romantic indoor picnic just for two felt personal and special. You didnโt remember much after having a drink of wine. But you knew you hadnโt been home since.
โI deserve you,โ he lightly bit down again as he brought you closer to the edge, your legs trembling against his thick thighs. โMy most prized possession.โ
The missing items from your place were in the room, along with other things Bucky moved in. You werenโt sure how he gained access to your place. It was best not to ask.ย
โTell me you love me,โ he urged, snapping his hips as you reached back to grip his hair. He groaned when you pulled on the short strands. โNow.โ
โI love you, Bucky. I love you!โ you cried.ย
โThen come for me,โ he demanded, pinching your swollen bundle of nerves.
A tear fell from your eye as you succumbed to pleasure, flooding his cock and lap with your release. He wrapped a hand around your throat to keep you still, his grip prolonging your orgasm. He knew your body, and had taken the time to explore it. And your cunt pulsed around him with the need to be filled.
โThatโs my good girl,โ he groaned, giving you what your body asked for after a few shallow thrusts, his seed coating your trembling walls.
โYours,โ you moaned because it was the truth.
Bucky breathed heavily against your shoulder as you head lolled to the side, but he refused to leave the haven of your body. โLetโs finish this chapter.โ
โOkay,โ you exhaled, seeping around his cock as he opened the book again. You stared off as he began to speak again, taking in the beauty of the prison he created for you. The four walls were spacious and fresh flowers brightened it up. And there was an endless supply of books.
โLook at this, doll,โ he smiled as he held the open book in front of your face. โHe wants to start a family. Doesnโt that sound nice?โ
Another tear fell as you sadly smiled and nodded. You didnโt know if anyone was looking for you or if they even cared. And Bucky? He wasnโt the prince who rescued you from the tower. He put you in one to preserve you. His most prized possession.
Buckyโs happily ever after.
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I'd really like to explore more librarian!Bucky, soft, soft!dark or dark. What do we think? Thanks for reading!
Thinking about heavy public displays of affection with 40's Bucky Barnes. Heavy petting in the street, grinding in his lap at the diner, wild make out sessions anywhere and everywhere because he absolutely cannot get enough.
"I'm gonna marry you someday. When this is all over, I'm gonna make an honest woman outta you and we're gonna be so happy, dollface. I'd ask you to wait for me, but who am I kidding? We both know I'm too pretty to forget."
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