Just imagine the look on people's faces when the 4 drunk girls who had been payed drink after drink get picked up by their hot biker boys!
Pairing: Biker!Bucky x Reader, Biker!Steve x Reader, Biker!Ari x Reader, Biker!Sam x OFC Marcie
A/N: Part of the beefy Biker series. Written on my phone, I'll correct any errors in the morning.
Sam:
He’s so proud that Marcie got her drinks paid for even though he had to lure her back to the car with a pair of tacos and a photo of her puppy, Oreo. Then he had to deal with a sad Marcie eating her food and crying that Oreo doesn't know where she is.
The entire ride home, she kept asking around a mouthful of tacos, “What if she thinks I’m lost, Sam? Huh? Am I lost? Sam, I’m lost.”
Despite his repeated, amused reassurances that she was in fact on her way home, she never believed him until they pulled into the garage. She perked up the second she got home and saw Oreo sleeping on a sofa pillow. She was so worried about leaving him alone that Sam had to agree to sleep on the couch.
Bucky:
This isn’t the first time his girl has found herself three sheets to the wind, dancing to a song only she can hear. Drunk you is fun and flirty. And horny.
Bucky loves that you had fun and got to relax with your friends after a long week.
But now he's worried about how he's going to get a drunk you back home without you ripping his pants off.
The only reason you hadn’t lunged across the truck to get your hands on him was the fact you couldn’t remember how to work the seatbelt.
Frustrated, you tried to tempt him to come over to your side by flashing him—thankfully, for him and his custom paint job, the only thing he hit was a curb when he struggled to keep his eyes off his perfect girls peeking out of you bra. “Gorgeous please put the ladies away."
He laughed when you pouted after he refused your brazen request to pull over because you had something to show him.
He promised to let you do whatever you wanted to him when he got you home because knows you’ll be asleep the second your head hits the pillow.
By the time he carried you into the house and up the stairs, his right butt cheek was red and sore from you slapping it-Bucky actively encouraged you to do it because it kept you occupied but now he's going to have a conversation about you holding back on him in the morning.
Bucky managed to get you makeup off and tucked you in with only three bite marks on his shoulder and one large hickey on his throat.
Steve:
All of these are yes please
Oh my gawd yes to all of this!
