Bucky/Reader (Smut Teacher AU)
Alma High had always been a prestigious and reputable school in the small town of Alma Wise, New Jersey. The longtime principal, Professor Barnes, was a serious and no-slack kind of guy. All of his students had to be the best. He was a previous student at the institution and had always been an active member in the academic community. Unfortunately, the schools English teacher had fallen ill and wouldn’t be teaching for a few months, so they dearly needed a new teacher. The problem was, their little town was far out from any major cities, and it was hard finding replacements. Y/n accepted the position at the school. They had majored in English, with a minor in creative writing and literary history. However, they decided to become a substitute, as their creative writing didn’t take off like they sincerely hoped it would. They were due at the school that lovely day, and upon first arrival, it seemed intimidating. The school was old, old as in Victorian gothic. Almost like a enchanted castle, it must have been run by a long family of Romanians. Y/n was nervous, unsure of how the gifted kids would react to the change of teacher. They hoped it would be positive, as they were quite new at the teaching experience.
Barnes hadn’t payed much attention to them as they walked through the main office to grab a mid coffee (it was bad.) He had simply, in an act of pure desperation, hired the first responsible person who had the necessary requirements. The change was sudden and no on at the school had much time to properly adjust, and Barned knew the new sub would have some resentment thrown their way. But as he sat, looking over some extensive paperwork at the small desk in the corner of the office, he smelled sweet lavender and vanilla spice, prompting him to look over at the girl next to him struggling with the cheap coffee cups. He watched them for a few moments before speaking up.
“Ahem, I do hope I'm not bothering you, but if my eyes aren’t failing me, I’d think you needed a little help?” Barnes stood up, walking over to them.
“Oh, yeah actually. I could use a little help,” they chuckled and moved aside, allowing Barnes to set up the coffee machine.
“See, this is a pretty old coffee maker. It doesn’t use pods like modern machines. You have to use a filter and coffee grains. It can be a bit difficult to get at first, but once you get it, it's no hassle.” As Barnes set up the machine, slow drips of coffee fell into the pot, steaming.
“Thanks, and I’m y/n. I’m new here.” They put their hand out to shake.
“Yes, yes, I know. I’m Professor Barnes, but you can call me Bucky.” He took their hand and kissed it before shaking.
“Oh, you’re the principal! I’m sorry, I just expected you to be a bit older is all,” Y/n laughed nervously.
Seeing that the coffee was done, they poured a cup for the both of them.
“Yeah, I indeed get that quite a lot. And thanks,” Bucky said, accepting the cup from them, “I’ll see you around?”
“Yeah, I work here now, remember?” Y/n tucked their hair behind their ear and walked off to their classroom to get ready for the day.
Bucky was left utterly breathless. Here he was, a forlorn, single man, whom had always believed he would never find love. But yet, there was hope for him. In his small, weakened heart, hardened from challenging years in solitude, he had finally found someone who set his soul on fire. Someone who made him wish to live, and someone he was just dying to be inside of.
—
The past couple days went rather smoothly for y/n. The children weren’t monstrous, but y/n had the idea they weren’t exactly welcomed. Nevertheless, the children would warm up to them eventually with time. It wouldn't take long, they were a very kind soul, very caring and compassionate. The perfect person to be there for kids who were experiencing a rough time trying to figure out their identity and where they were in life.
Y/n packed up their bag and was ready to leave when the front door to their room opened. There, with his broad shoulders and rather long hair kept in a bun, was Bucky.
"Sorry if I caught you on your way out, but I just had to speak with you for a moment." He walked towards the desk the girl was standing at.
"Alright, what's up?"
"Listen, I know its only been a few days, but I've been watching you. I've seen how amazing and smart you are. You are great with the kids and have such a fire and passion inside you. I'm inspired by your creativity and confidence, your astounding performance as a teacher. But most of all, I've seen how beautiful you are. I've been lonely for a very long time, and you've made me feel a way I've never felt before. ...I just have to ask, do you feel the same?"
Y/n was silent for a moment, contemplating before walking closer to the man.
"I...I do. I really like you, Bucky. I've liked you since I met you. But us having a relationship would be extremely unprofessional."
"But no one would have to know about it, we could keep it between just you and me," their faces were merely inches away now.
Y/n felt Bucky's fiery breath on their lips, They thought it over some more before closing the distance between them. Bucky kissed them passionately, long and hard. He felt as if he were in a dream, as this all was too good to be true. But his attention was shifted away from their kiss as he opened his eyes to find a very much topless y/n. Bucky took in the sight of y/n's large protruding breasts, covered by a plunge bra which accentuated their cleavage deliciously.
"Like what you see?" Y/n began removing their skirt, as well as their shoes, leaving them in just a bra and thong.
Bucky nodded and moved forward, feeling blood rush to his already heavy dick. He reached around y/n, unstrapping their bra and pulling it off of them, which their breasts promptly bounced out of. Tossing the bra to the floor, he grasped their boobs, massaging them with his rough hands and brushing over their hard nipples. He took one in his mouth, eliciting a small moan from y/n, swishing his tongue around and sucking. He grasped the other in his hand, running his thumb up against their areola. Y/n grasped the tie from his head and pulled, watching as luxurious locks fell to his shoulders.
Bucky pulled off of them, rather going to push Y/n on top of a desk, laying them on their back and spreading their legs. His hand drifted down to their underwear, rubbing right above their clit, hot cunt already soaking their thong. Y/n moaned pulling Bucky in closer with their legs, trying to get him to grind on them. Bucky started unbuttoning his neat, ironed shirt, thick chest hairs poking through. He unbuckled his belt and discarded the clothes, turning his attention once more to y/n.
He moved forward, pushing them onto a desk and pulling off their thong. Bucky grasped their hips, falling to his knees and kissing their silky soft thighs. He slowly made his way back to their dripping cunt. Y/n shivered as he licked all the way up to their clit, staying there for a moment, sucking and licking it. Y/n moaned, digging their hands in his hair as he slicked up a finger and pushed it in slowly. Bucky, now focused on their cunt, lightly grazed their clit, making sparks fly.
“Bucky, please, oh-, don’t tease me. Eat my ah, my pussy,” Y/n bucked their hips forward as Bucky increased his speed.
He plunged his fingers into their pussy, pulling in and out, hot cum dripping down his fingers and onto the table. He feverishly licked their clit, flicking back and forth with his tongue.
Y/n shook as he worked with his hands and mouth, they felt ethereal. Bucky thrusted in and out of their tight cunt, putting them right on the edge.
“Don’t stop.” They said, curling forward as the came with a loud moan.
Bucky licked his fingers, tasting Y/n on his tongue. He leaned forward, kissing them and holding them.
Now, they just had to worry about the mess.
—-
Hey! I hope you enjoyed. I know it has been a bit, and I apologize for that. But I am going to make a schedule for my postings. I was thinking maybe Tuesdays and Fridays, but it may change. But thanks for reading, don’t forget to leave kudos! :) <3