Summary: Bucky Barnes is still the Hydra’s asset. He doesn’t remember who he was before. You’re his new handler. How things between two of you are going to turn out?
Chapter: 2 of ?
Warnings: none
Words: 998
Author:Rouge
A/N: continuation of first chapter. Hope you’ll enjoy it. Please stay tuned, the action is under construction ☺
It trailed him, hushed as the night, dancing between the trees as the sunlight flickered. It melted into darkness with the arrival of dusk, until it blended and disappeared against the backdrop of nothingness. But it remained, only neglected. Like the stars during the day – overpowered by the pouring rays of sunlight – but yet still there. As night whisked away it joined him once more, hailing like an old friend. It mirrored his actions, as though looking up to him, surveying and admiring his every move.
The Asset wasn’t yet able to state what was it but he could clearly feel its presence. Something was wrong, he felt it in his bones.
When he got up that day, he was feeling wrecked. He didn’t want to go at the training room. He didn’t want to leave his little cell. But he couldn’t say “no”. He was their tool.
He worked out until his skin took on a glossy shine and the salty drops invaded his eyes. As he kept moving the sweat was a welcome addition, cooling and helping him to feel like he’s worked hard. When he stopped doing push-ups, he felt how wet his clothing has become. The sweat trickled down his back, free flowing like condensation on a window pane, it beaded on his forehead and dripped from his chin.
He felt glances on him but he couldn’t figure out, to whom they belonged to.
Meantime, you were standing behind the one-way mirror, observing Barnes carefully, two agents accompanied you in the room.
“He’s ready,” strong voice whispered straight into your ear.
You didn’t realize that you supervisor has entered the room; he did it so quietly that you almost jumped at the tone of his voice. You felt his breath on your cheek. It smelled like cheese that had been left in the back of a broken refrigerator– for, say, a month. You stopped yourself from a gag reflex by turning your head slightly aside.
“Mint?” You offered politely, pulling little packing out from pocket of your uniform.
Man had politely declined, and you nodded lightly.
“He’s ready to comply,” the lieutenant repeated. “But his last two performances made us worried. The High Command instructed me to take steps to exterminate this Asset,” man informed casually.
You shrugged, shaking your head. “I don’t think so, comrade lieutenant,” you replied in a deep voice when you heard his last sentence, “He is ready but only partially. We cannot be sure that he won’t betray us.”
Lieutenant threw you a cold glance as he scratched his chin. “Exactly. So, miss Y/N? How long will it take?”
You frowned. “I’m afraid I don’t understand, comrade…”
“I ASKED HOW LONG WILL IT TAKE YOU TO TRAIN HIM, Y/N?” This time man growled, you noticed with the corner of the eye that he clenched hands in fists. “I’m giving you one last chance to rebuilt our faith in this piece of trash. His former handler wasn’t too involved in our requests,and you good know how had he ended.”
“Yes, I know,” you admitted, “But I… I am not sure…” You swallowed hardly before speaking out loudly. “He’s unstable, we all know this.”
You looked through the mirror to watch Barnes doing dead lift with a huge load. You stopped breathing for a second when you realized that Asset was looking straight at you. Moment later, you cooled yourself down – he couldn’t see you through this kind of a mirror. You knew it, yet a strange, unspoken fear remained in the back of your head.
Of course, it didn’t go unnoticed by your supervisor. Older man smirked rudely. “What? Are you afraid of our minion?” He chuckled awfully, and bared his nicotine stained teeth.
You took a quick breath and kept the poker face. “No, comrade. I’m not afraid at all. Give me a week, and I’ll do the most loyal figure of him,” you said, looking at Barnes through the glass, “He won’t try anything ever again, I guarantee,” you added.
Man turned around and was about leaving the room but he stopped next to you to pat your shoulder. “You have one week. Not a minute more.” After these words, man left the room along with two other agents.
You let out a shaky breath, then rubbed your temples to calm yourself down.
You looked at your reflection in the one-way mirror, and left the room quickly, heading straight to the gym.
The Asset was now working with a punching bag.
You frowned as you noticed some blood on his knuckles. “Enough,” you said loudly.
He gave you a brief look but he didn’t stop. He was still slamming into the punching bag.
“ENOUGH, ASSET!” You yelled loudly.
He stopped, leaning his forehead against the ratty material of the bag. “What do you want, Y/N?” He asked simply.
You crossed arms over your chest, looking at him. “Listen, you’ll be training with me from today. You’ll also be assisting me in my daily tasks, do you understand?” You tried to sound firmly but your voice almost faded out with last three words as you saw a smirk on his lips. “What’s so funny, Asset?”
He tilted his head to look at you, he ran his tongue over his lips. “We’ll see who will be training whom,” his blue eyes were looking straight into yours, and you felt uncomfortably, what made him smirk even wider. “But okay. Deal,” he agreed as he stretched his back, presenting all the tensed muscles.
You felt your heart skipped a beat at the view but you tried to keep straight face. “Tomorrow. At 6:00. At the driveway. And don’t be late,” you informed him before you left the gym.
As soon as you did, you rested your back against the cold wall, gasping for air.
Summary: Bucky Barnes is still the Hydra’s asset. He doesn’t remember who he was before. You’re his new handler. How things between two of you are going to turn out?
Chapter: 1 of ?
Warnings: none
Words: 1325
Author:Rouge
A/N: this very first chapter was written for @arawynn‘s writing challenge. My prompt was “do you have permission to be here?”.
Surrounded by four grey walls, there was nothing else to do but stare at them. To look at the paint that had started to chip off as time passed, or gouged by others – anything to pass time. He was slowly going mad, theorizing absurd meanings from the wall’s blank stare. He wasn’t sure about anything. He didn’t know who he used to be. He couldn’t remember any certain moment from his past, just few random memories were always going through his mind, however he couldn’t place them in time. Were they real? Or was it just his imagination that was tricking him?
The darkness swirled around his curled form on his bed, tendrils of inkling bleak reminders of his solitude. The silence echoing in his ears was the constant white noise that never shut up. Her head swam in the fire burning inside, the only smoldering embers of a time where there had been other presences with him, around him, in him. But then, the void had been slowly filled with a cold, howling storm of fear that refused to ever let up. He was completely and utterly alone in his mind, body, soul, and most of all, entirely alone in the world.
The knock came quietly first and then there was silence. He frowned a bit, slowly raising his head and turning it to the door. “Who’s there?” He asked, his voice husky and unpleasant.
The knock was louder and faster this time, no one has responded at his previous question. Long-haired man got up and within three large steps he was next to the metal door. He opened them and frowned slightly.
In front of his door, in the dim light of fluorescents, you were standing, looking around.
He let his glance along your form, from the bottom to the top as he leaned his flesh forearm against doorframe. “Do you have permission to be here?” He asked simply, his cold gaze was still on her.
You nodded, you were visibly hesitating. “Yes…” Your voice was nothing more but a whisper. It didn’t, however, make him less unpleasant. He simply didn’t care about you, yet he was pretty curious about purpose of your visit in a dungeon.
“I’ve asked you a question. Who the hell are you?” He repeated, his voice was deeper this time.
“My name’s Y/N. I am your new handler.”
He blinked and it was when he noticed a large briefcase in your hands. It was definitely not what he was expecting this evening to bring.
“You’re wrong, Y/N. My handler’s doing pretty good. He’s upstairs, having a training with other agents.” Man replied with a light shrug. “I don’t need you. Go away.”
He turned around in an attempt of closing door but you stopped him, slipping your leather boot between doorframe.
“Here,” you opened the briefcase and pulled out some document, handling it to him, “read this if you don’t believe me.”
Man let out a loud, irritated sigh but he took the paper from you. His eyes were getting wider and wider while he was reading the contents of document. His handler has died in a car accident at morning. He had enough bad luck to get hit by an armored car while being with other Hydra’s agents in the small village nearby.
“Impossible.” He scoffed out. He looked at you, a wry grimace on his face.
“Well, I didn’t come here to have some gossips with you.” You said. “We have a mission tomorrow. We gotta get prepared. Let me in and stop wasting our time, okay?”
He cocked his brow but shifted away, letting you in to his chamber.
When you got in, he closed the door behind you and walked to his small bed to take a seat at the edge of an old mattress.
You put your briefcase on the tiny table next to small, barred window. You sat on its counter, crossing your legs nicely, looking straight at him.
“Do you know anything about your next mission, asset?” You asked him.
He nodded simply, shrugging. “Yea. Gotta kill the prime minister of Russia.”
You nodded. “Good. Remember that you…”
“… have to stay undetected, ma’am. I’m not an idiot. It’s not my first task.” His voice was cold like his glance that was still on you.
You remained silent for a while, then nodded. “Yes. Exactly this, asset. Get up and take off your shirt.”
He cocked his brows but obeyed your order. He slowly took off his grey shirt and tossed it onto bed. The view of his muscular chest and flesh arm made you speechless.
“Do you need any configurations of your… metal arm?” You asked, swallowing hardly. You had to admit to yourself that this man was handsome and that your heart skipped a beat when you were observing him, staying there half-naked in front of you.
“No.” He said simply and took step towards you.
You held your breath when he stopped in front of you. He leaned down and stopped his handsome face barely few centimeters from yours.
“You’re scared. I see this. Why they assigned you to someone like me?”
A gentle tilt of his head made you even weaker and you had to put all of your strengths into keeping a straight face.
“They found me the right person for this job.” You shrugged slightly, turning your head aside a bit to avoid his glance. “I was a handler before so I assure you that I…”
“I’ve never said you’re a wrong person, haven’t’ I?” He simply cupped your cheeks with his metal hand and forced you to look him in the eye. “If you were a handler, you shouldn’t be scared, yet you are. Why?”
His breath hit your cheek as he whispered into your ear. You swallowed hardly before you answered. “I’ve never worked with someone like you. You’re distinguished. You’ve never failed. And you’ve killed so many people… Wouldn’t it be stupid of me if I wouldn’t be scared, huh?” A little smirk appeared on your lips for a second or so, then it has vanished when you met his steel blue eyes.
“Good.” He let your cheeks and stretched his back. Man turned around and walked to his bed, slowly putting shirt on, his every muscle was so tensed.
You bit your lip, chewing it softly. The truth was that you were cooperating with American government and you were a spy. When you infiltrated Hydra’s household, you were on a straight way to get sergeant James Barnes and take him back home. You knew there was a long way in front of you to finish this case. And since he opened his door for you minutes before, you knew it won’t be easy to gain his trust. But there was no turning back. You had to do your best to keep things right.
He turned his face to you, his cold glance was on you again. “Better get some sleep. Tomorrow’s gonna be tough.” He said and pointed at door.
You gave a simple nod and took your briefcase with you.
When you opened door, you stopped for a second. “See you tomorrow… Sergeant Barnes…” You whispered and quickly left, closing door behind you.
He frowned and ran after you, opening door widely. “How did you call me, Y/N?!” He yelled but you didn’t stop until you turned into another corridor.
You put your back to the wall, breathing deeply, you struggled for every breath, trying to calm your heartbeat.
The asset was standing in his door, then he simply closed them. Many thoughts were running through his head at that moment. He laid down onto his bed, slipping hands beneath his head.
Barnes. Who was Barnes? He had a feeling he has heard this somewhere before but he couldn’t remember where.
He felt a blackness come over him. He finally closed his eyes as he drifted into a dreamless sleep.
Summary: You’re having a rough day. Also, everyone seems to forget about your birthday. Bucky Barnes is the one to save the day ☺
Warnings: none
Words: 879
Author:Rouge
Y/D/N
– your dog’s name
It was one of those days when you were sad enough to stay at your room, no one could approach you nor talk to you. Even Bucky Barnes, who was your best friend, was pushed aside during drop in your form.
That day, however, you were not only sad but also frustrated. Your assignment has been postponed to someone else and you got furious when you heard about this fact, plus everyone seemed to forget it was your birthday. You felt pretty abandoned.
“Of course! Again! Fury doesn’t know what he’s doing!” You were screaming while leaving the director’s office. “I’d be better than Natasha and he only sees her on this mission, because Banner is going too!” You smashed the door behind you.
On the corridor you met Bucky.
“Hey, Y/N, sup there?” He asked, smiling widely. His grin faded as quickly as it showed up when he spotted your angry grimace. “Hey, what’s wrong, Y/N?”
“What’s wrong? You ask me what’s wrong!?” You yelled, waving your hands furiously. “They again took someone else on the mission to Europe! What am I?! What the actually hell!?” You were screaming. When you felt how tears are gathering themselves in corners of your eyes, you simply sat on the floor, crossing legs and hiding face in your hands. “I’ll never be as good as they are. Will never be as smart as they are.” You sighed, letting tears rolled down your cheeks. “I was working so hard to get this task. It’s my work, not their! I researched everything, I set everything up, finally it was me who found that missing agent in Kiev! And Fury has decided to take Banner and Natasha! Because she knows the terrain and he’s smart enough to get through firewalls of their system! Ha!” You let words flew, not paying attention to three workers who passed you by with curious glances.
Bucky crouched next to you, his metal arm on your shoulder. “Hey, Y/N, don’t ya worry. It’s not the last time. There will be another missions.”
You looked him in the eye, still crying, with a deep sigh. “And they will be assuring me about my trip to crush my dreams within second?” You shrugged. “I don’t care anymore. I just can’t with their shit.”
Bucky chuckled softly, rubbing your cheek with his flash hand. “Hey. Come with me. I think you should see something. I think someone needs your help.”
His soft voice has calmed you down quickly, you gave him your hand and let him help you to get back on your feet. You followed Bucky to common saloon at the lower level of Avengers Tower.
“What should I see? I don’t see anything at all, Buck.” You narrowed brows, looking at him with a frown. “If you’re fooling me, you’ll have problem. I am completely not in a mood for this…” You silenced.
You heard a quiet barking and a sound of claws on the wooden panels. Your heart stopped, you were terrified, squeezing Bucky’s flash hand as hardly as you could. You slowly turned your head around, your eyes opened widely.
In front of you and Bucky, there was standing a beagle puppy, wagging its tail. Little puppy was barking quietly, licking its nose every now and then.
“OH GOD!” You squeaked loudly, getting on your knees and chuckling to call the dog. “Come here, little one!”
Dog ran to you happily, falling over twice because of lack of coordination. You reached your hands to puppy and took it into your arms, getting up slowly while petting the dog.
“How did he come here?” You asked, looking at Bucky in shock. “He’s so cute! Maybe he got lost?”
It was when you noticed a collar on puppy’s neck, with a little charm in front. You took it between your fingers to read what was written there.
For Y/N, my bestie, on her b-day. Bucky.
You heart stopped for the second time. You slowly raised your head, giving him a look. “Buck…” You whispered, covering mouth with other hand while holding puppy with second one. “You haven’t forgotten…” You mumbled, feeling a single tear on your cheek. “Dear Lord…”
You slowly and gently put puppy on the floor, took step to Bucky and hugged him tightly. “I have the best friend I could ever have!” You cried softly as his arms were embracing your form.
“Happy birthday, Y/N.” Bucky said with happy voice, kissing top of your head. “I hope this little guy will be a nice companion to you. I knew you like puppies. And when I saw him during last visit to city center with Steve, I decided to get him for you.” Barnes explained shortly.
“It’s the greatest gift I ever got!” You clapped your hands, your eyes on puppy who was running around two of you. “What’s his name?”
“He doesn’t have one, yet. It’s up to you now, Y/N.” Bucky smirked.
“Hmmm… Y/D/N!” You told him happily, then you got down on your knees to petted dog’s head. “You’re Y/D/N from today!” You giggled. “How cute is he!” You whispered when dog laid down and rolled onto his back to get some belly rubs.
Summary: Former Winter Soldier isn’t sure who he really is. Struggling with the dark past and the metallic voice in his head, he tries to recoup what he had lost.
Warnings: None at this point.
Words: 548
Authors:Beast
A/N: I’ve decided to create my first Bucky’s POV story, hope y’all enjoy it.
“Who do you think you are?” Asks the voice deep inside his head.
I don’t know who am I anymore, he thinks, grinning sadly. He looks down at his metal fingers and how they’re glistening in the setting sun as he stretches them slowly.
The wind blows him straight in the face but he doesn’t mind it at all. Practically, he likes it.
He spent another day by lurking along city streets, without any particular reason. He enjoyed getting lost in the street buzz. And Bucharest was an adorable place to be lost in. The streets were saturated with the remains of communism, although the renewed parts of the city were pulsating with modernized life.
Now, he was sitting at Dâmbovița River, leaning his back against an old linden. Unexpectedly, man shivers when the same voice as before says something loudly inside his mind.
“You’re nothing, just a piece of trash that nobody has ever needed,” voice is getting louder and louder with every second.
SHUT UP!, he shakes his head. You’re not real.
This time, however, the voice doesn’t seem to disappear. “Murderer. You’ve killed so many innocent people. Who do you think you are?
He gets up from the ground and hits the tree’s trunk with metal fist several times. I am not a FUCKING MURDERER!, he screams, he doesn’t pay any attention to few people that stare at him in disbelief.
But the voice gets only louder, spreading through his mind and reaching every single part of his body. "You’re nothing but Winter Soldier, serial killer, piece of trash, the unnecessary system bug which should be removed as soon as possible. But don’t ya worry, they’re coming for ya.”
He turns head around, his hood falls almost on his eyes. He’s afraid, like an animal that got into the hunter’s trap. Are THEY really coming after him???
“Are you okay, sir?” An old woman comes to him, tilting head aside a bit. “Do you need help?”
He struggles with a will to ran. He gently pushes the woman and goes ahead but sinks onto his knees after few steps.
“MURDERER.” The voice keeps humming. “MURDERER, MURDERER, MURDERER!”
He catches his head and with the corner of the eye, he can see how people take steps back as his metal limb is revealed. But he doesn’t care of them. Man only cares to get rid of that awful voice that is pounded somewhere to his brain. He wants to be deaf at all the screams he can hear in his mind and soul, the screams of people he has killed. And these metal clang of that fucking bionic arm! It tears his personality apart. He doesn’t know anymore if he’s a human being whether a machine without emotions.
But there’s a silver lining somewhere in his heart. A familiar male voice, he doesn’t recognize it but somehow it makes that nice warmth spreads across his flesh.
“… till the end of the line…”
At the same second, the metallic voice in his head tries to be louder to deafen the male voice. But he knows the male voice either way…
Man opens his steel blue eyes widely, the last rays of setting sun make them glisten with a comprehension. He screams.
Summary: You were at the restaurant with your boyfriend, Bucky Barnes. He liked to tease you, so he dared you to do some certain things in public. You were not into this idea at the beginning but soon you found out that, in fact, you enjoyed it. And the whole situation could only have ended in the one certain way…
“You look beautiful tonight.” Bucky clinked your wine glass. “Oh, you really do love me.” You giggled softly.
“I do, Y/N. I really do.” He was telling the truth. For those long months when you both were together, you’ve learnt how to separate lies from truth if it came to his words. He played a col-hearted man yet he was just a lovely kitten that was in a need of love.
“I love you too, Bucky,” You said, clinking back.
You and Bucky were out for our every once in a while fancy restaurant night.
“Do you love me enough to tell me which panties you’re wearing?” He asked, curling lips in a wry smirk as my brows went up a bit.
You looked down at the table. “Buck, shhhh, you’re embarrassing me again. Why do you do that?” This restaurant was quieter than most in New York, but there was still enough of a hubbub that no one was going to hear your conversation. “I don’t want everyone listening to us.” “Come on, there’s almost no one here. We’re at the early oldster sitting. So. Which ones?” “Oh, okay. The red ones.” You were turning a light shade of red yourself. “The ones with all the lace? The super sexy red ones?” He continued.
You nodded slightly, turning your face aside to hide the blush. “For me? You wore them for me tonight? Am I going to get lucky later?” Bucky cocked his brows and made himself comfortable in the chair, stretching his back a bit. You nodded again. “What? Tell me.” “You know I can’t do this in public. Wait until we get home, then I’ll tell you, Buck.” “Well Y/N, YOU might not get lucky when we get home if I can’t hear a little more from you right now.” Bucky insisted.
You let out a loud sigh. “Yes Bucky,” you lowered to almost a whisper. “You’re going to get lucky tonight.” He could barely hear your voice. “I’m going to fuck your brains out.” There was a little pause. “Is that what you have wanted from me?” You crossed arms on your chest, looking him straight in the eye.
Bucky smiled, and you smiled back. “Maybe you could give me those panties now so I can tell how lucky I’ll be?” He said with a hint of hopefulness.
“No, Sir, no FUCKING way.” You sounded pretty resolute. And yet, Bucky could saw you shifting around in your seat.
It was time for a little shove. “I want your panties. Now.” Bucky said in a low voice of his, and that made a cold shiver ran down your spine.
You shook your head however.
“You know it turns me on. And that it’ll turn you on too.” He almost moaned. Your shifting was becoming a little agitated.
“Of course, I’d rather see your bottom hugged in by those panties. But, if I can’t see that, I could think about it when you hand them over.” Bucky was so stubborn.
“Stop, please!” You pleaded in a hoarse undertone. “I’ll say whatever you want at home. Not here! You know that I am shy!”
Bucky just stared at you with a happy smile.
“What? What! You really want this?” You started to get up from the chair, looking slightly disgusted and somewhat defeated. “Okay, Buck! But this is only this time! And never again!”
“No. Sit down.” Bucky measured your figure with his steel eyes.
You were confused but you obeyed, taking seat slowly.
“Here. Take them off here.” He said darkly.
Your jaw dropped.
“Now? Here? No. It’s too hard, everyone will see.” Your head was shaking. “It’ll take me a longer time to take them off in the way no one will see..” You mumbled.
“I’m a patient man for the woman I love. And her bloomers.” Bucky said with a genuine beam in his eyes.
“I can’t believe you’re asking me to do this.” You were mumbling as your hips were rocking back and forth. “And that I’m actually doing it!” You stopped for a second. “God,” you exhaled, “I… My… I’m already soaked… You creep!” But you smiled at him.
It was clear that you’d gotten them down past your ankles and over your heels as you were handing them off to Bucky under the table. “Y/N!” Bucky shook his head. “I want to see them.”
“I can’t… Not here… Oh, I’m gonna kill you when we’ll get back home!” You’d bunched up the red lace and pushed it across the table.
Bucky opened them up in front of him before he grabbed them up and inhaled hem across his face.
“I can’t wait to get my mouth down there. Can you?” Bucky said as you blushed profoundly.
“You didn’t do that, did you Buck?” You were staring at him in disbelief, the blush on your cheeks was visible.
“In fact, maybe you could get up and show your perfect butt to me when you walk away to the ladies? And take off your bra for me too and bring it back. Is it red too?” Bucky was encouraging you.
“Really? You’re kidding, right?” Your whisper was hoarse again.
“That’s why you’ll look so good.” He sweet talked. “I… But… People will look…” You rolled your eyes. “And people will only see a gorgeous woman that turns their heads.” Bucky shrugged his arms with his eyes still on you. “Are you sure? I mean, I want you to be turned on and happy with me…” You blushed harder, you felt how your heart was skipping a beat. "I’m already turned on. I want YOU to be turned on.” Bucky smirked.
You twinkled slightly and murmured. “You know you can make me horny with just your leer, but we’re in the middle of so many people.” That was an exaggeration, but you certainly were in a public place. “Everything will show. My nipples are so hard, they’ll stick out a mile and everyone will see…” You trailed off as you started to get up. “All right, Buck. All right.” But he could see you were smiling again. You were enjoying the shove.
The waiters were just delivering your meals when you were walking back with your right hand trying, and failing, to contain all the material from clutching your bra. You quickly sat down as the waiters were departing.
“Here!” You said as you thrusted your hand across the table and deposited the goods. “God, the material keeps rubbing, I feel like I could come right away.” You went pink. “Don’t do that to me, Bucky!” You giggled like a teenager, and then quickly covered your mouth with a hand.
Bucky’d spread your bra out.
“Put that away right now.” You said with a strong voice. Seeing Bucky like this, with your bra in his hands, in public, it made you turned on yet frustrated a bit. “I am mortified! Why do you like doing this to me? It doesn’t really arouse me as much as you think it does.” You added.
“Oh, really? You know, when you were walking towards the ladies, I was fixated on the wet spot on the back of your dress.” Bucky smirked proudly and slowly licked his lips.
“What?! I had a spot?! Do you think anyone else noticed?!” Now the pink turned almost dark red. “I don’t understand how you do this to me.” You looked annoyed. “Can we eat? Please.”
It was delicious, as usual. You were quiet but not in any kind of bad way. Just subdued, like you were thinking about something, maybe what you were going to do later.
After you ordered dessert and coffee, you looked over at Bucky. “I feel like I’m naked and all the people are staring at my tits.” You sighed.
Whenever you used the word “tits”, he knew foreplay had started.
“What do you mean?” “I don’t know..” You quieted a little. “It tingles in my clit…” You were quieter still. “I feel my pussy leak a little more. I’m scared if I get up there’ll be a puddle.” You exhaled. “You like the sensations, right?” Bucky said in just as low a voice. “You can take it, can’t you?” “Yes, I can take it! But I just want you to take me! But we can’t until we leave. Do we have to have a dessert? I really need you to plow me.” You bit your lower lip, throwing him an eager glance.
Bucky only liked his lips as he stared at you.
“Oh, Buck, stop. Really. You’re torturing me…” You were breathing heavier. “You could stop it right now. Just reach under your dress.” He smirked again. “No!” The blushed hit your cheeks hardly. “You’ll like it. You’ll not only get relief but it’ll get you ready for the main event.”
“No…. No… I fell for that once before. But no matter how hot am I, I am not going to make myself come in public again.” You whispered clearly.
Once when you were dating, Bucky’d convinced you to rub yourself to orgasm on a park bench. When you both got back to his apartment, you fucked for five hours, on every piece of furniture, on the floor, in the shower. You must have came many times…
“Then tell me. You can guess what I’m going to do to you when we get home. Tell me what YOU’RE going to do to ME.” Bucky reached to his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, he lit one up and inhaled the smoke while watching you carefully.
“Hmmm, all right, I can do that. Let me think.” Your eyes looked up at the ceiling for a second, before they found his again. “I’m going keep my clothes on. But you’re not. Instead of my stripping for you, tonight you’re going to stand in front on me while I’m prim and proper on the couch…”
“Prim and proper without a bra or panties under your chic clothes, leaking all over the place.” Bucky giggled wryly, he again licked on his bottom lip. “But yeah. Go on, doll.”
“Shut up, you brat. It’s my turn.” You started again. “You’re going to do what I say, and button by button you’ll open your shirt for me so I can see that muscular chest of yours, and your bionic arm. You’ll take off your shoes and socks, unbuckle your belt, unbutton your pants.” You closed your eyes for a second, getting into your thoughts.
“And pull them down?” Bucky asked as he exhaled the smoke. He moved in his chair, crossing legs nicely.
“Be quiet or I’m going to stop.” You gave him angry gaze.
“You’ve got the floor mistress.” Bucky smiled.
“Good. Back to what I want. You’ll pull your cock out from the slit in your underwear and zipper, it’ll be difficult because it’s already as hard as a rock.” You smirked darkly, leaning your back against the chair.
Bucky nodded vigorously as he did same.
“Yes, a total stiffy. And it’ll stick out of your pants, straight up with that vain beneath that it has. It looks so dirty. It’s so ridiculous that I have to grab it and put it down my throat.” Your voice was soft yet delightful.
Your story was getting intense. “Your cock always tastes so good to me. I just love having my lips around the tip, getting my red lipstick all over it and then cleaning it off.”
Bucky saw your arm moved a little deeper under the table. “Keep your shirt on, but take your pants off. I want to see you balls too.” You sighed lovely.
He was a little bewildered.
“Now? Here?” Bucky was starting to sound like you several minutes ago.
“Yes. Here.” You smiled as you rolled your eyes. “No silly. At home.” You gave him another smile. “I want to see your balls hanging down under your shirt tales. For some reason that’s really sexy to me. With your dick standing straight up so I lick you all over, suck you, play with your balls, all at the same time.” Your arm was going back and forth a little. You seemed to lost inhibitions about being out in the restaurant.
“I love it when I soak your cock with my mouth, it feels so good. But I want even slicker, so I take you cock out of my mouth and spit on it. Few times..” With closed eyes that you was having, you ran the tip of your tongue around your lips. “I’m rubbing up and down, making you shudder in my hands, massaging it just up to the point where you’re going to spurt… But I stop then.”
“Oh fuck, don’t. I’m about to explode out in public myself.” Bucky was barely breathing at this moment.
“Don’t you dare, there’s more to come.” You opened your eyes to wink at him. “As I’m rubbing your shaft I start getting a feeling I haven’t had in a long time. I slowly stand up shimmying up my skirt. Can you imagine that?”
Bucky’s mouth was dry at this point. He only nodded.
“I just pull you by your hand and force you to sit down on the couch. And when you sit there, I slowly stradle you and my wet, dripping pussy slowly sucks your cock in…” You continued with a dirty smirk.
“Doll. Fuck.” Bucky gasped.
You could saw how he moved his bionic arm under the table, you smiled even wider at that view.
“Huh? Something’s wrong, darling?” Now it’s your turn to tease him, and you’ve just found yourself enjoying this.
He didn’t say a word.
Bucky simply got up from his seat and grabbed you by your wrist.
“C’mon, doll. Don’t make me wait or I’ll go crazy.” It’s more like an order than ask but you nodded as you got up, too.
Smirk was dancing on your lips as you followed Bucky. You stopped paying attention to the wetness that was dripping down your legs.
He led you to the nearest restroom. Bucky briefly looked at the sign that was saying “LADIES”, and he opened the door, pulling you in.
“Buck, it’s ladies…” You couldn’t help but giggle.
He didn’t respond. Bucky pulled you into one of the cabin, and he locked it from inside.
Bucky pulled your dress up along your thighs, exposing your dripping clit.
He simply went down on his knees and picked your one leg up, resting it over his shoulder.
Bucky rushed straight to your clit, he closed his full lips on your pussy, slowly sucking on your folds.
“Oh, fuck…” You whimpered quietly, looking down at him. “Yea.. Just like that… Just like fucking that..” You closed your eyes and you rolled your head back, resting it against the wall of the cabinet.
He buried his bearded face into your core, Bucky’s tongue was slowly moving up and down your folds, teasing them with the tip.
You saw how he licked his metal fingers between he slipped them into your pussy without warning. They stretched your tight clit hardly, and made you let a loud moan mixed with a whimper.
“Fuck.. My pussy is so fucking tight, daddy.” You slipped hand into Bucky’s hair to pull his face back to your pussy. “Lick this dripping cunt, daddy. I wanna feel your tongue down there.”
Bucky smirked as he slowly swirled his tongue over your clit.
“You like it, don’t ya, doll? You love to have your pussy eaten, don’t ya, Y/N?”
You only managed to nod as you tugged on his hair.
“Suck it, please, daddy.” Your moans were loud and melodic.
Bucky started to suck on your folds, still fucking your pussy with his metal fingers, making a lot of wet noises while doing so.
“Yeah, fuck…” You pulled your breasts out of your dress and pinched your nipples, massaging your boobs at the same time.
Bucky looked up at you and he giggled a bit, sending vibes to your core.
After few longer moments, Bucky got up and pinned you to the wall. He rushed his hands to the belt and undone it.
You couldn’t stop yourself from helping him, so you unzipped his fly and slipped your hand in his pants, pulling his dick out.
You licked your lips as you looked down on his cock.
“Hard as fucking rock. I love it, daddy.”
Bucky only smirked as he pinned you to the wall again, he picked your leg up to wrap it around his hip as he pushed himself into your slick core.
You gasped and moaned his name straight into his ear.
“Oh, Bucky!”
Bucky was kissing wherever he could reach. He closed his mouth on your hard nipples few times while pounding in your cunt with a fiercely pace.
His shaft was slipping out of tour pussy slowly to get back roughly as he pushed forward.
With one hand on your boobs and one on your hip, Bucky was fucking your brain out.
Suddenly you both heard how few girls, probably three or four, got into the restroom, giggling and talking about some teenager’s shit.
Bucky slipped out of your cunt and forced you to turn around. He pinned your front to the wall of the cabin, at the same time forcing you to stick out your bun.
You obeyed eagerly and you let out a whimper as you felt like Bucky’s cock was stretching your pussy again, this time from behind.
Luckily, girls didn’t hear you, they were too focused on gossiping.
Bucky’s metal hand was moved to your mouth, covering it.
You bit inside of your cheek, the pleasure was unbearable. You wanted to scream to whom you’ve belonged to.
Bucky placed his other hand on your hip to control the speed of his thrusts.
He was going in and out, in and out, his pace was getting rougher and rougher. His cock was sinking into your core easily, and he felt how your walls were clenching around him. That meant you were nearing your orgasm.
When the girls left the restroom, Bucky moved his hand off of yoir mouth. You used the moment to started moaning.
“Daddy, fuck! I wanna you to cum in that fucking tight cunt, daddy! I wanna feel your fucking cum in me!” You moaned eagerly, you felt how your legs were shaking.
Bucky placed his mental hand on your other hip and he increased the pace, fucking your pussy with his hard cock as fast as he only was able to.
“Fuck… Fuck..” He was grunting deeply, and in the end, he cum deep inside of you, shooting his load into your core.
You gasped for the air and you slipped your hand between your thighs to rub your clitoris and to slip two of your fingers into your pussy, along with his cock.
“Yea, fuck, I cum, daddy…” You groaned lazily, turning your head to his.
Bucky leant down to you and crushed his lips on yours.
He tasted wonderful.
When he slipped his cock out of your clit, you turned around to him, improving your outfit.
You took a hold of his yet hard cock and you gave his shaft few long strokes.
Bucky closed his eyes, enjoying additional pleasure as you were spreading your mixed cums along his length.
You got on your tiptoes and kissed him at the same time.
You smirked after few moments, when you stopped playing with his cock.
Bucky slipped his dick back into his jeans and he buckled the belt.
When you both got out of the restroom, he looked at you.
Summary: You met Bucky in the club and you both got along pretty well.
The music was as loud as thunder; it made the cutlery on the tabletops rattle. Neon lights flashed everywhere like police sirens, but much more colorful. Bucky was sitting at the bar sipping on his whiskey and casually looking around. When you stepped in, his gaze fell on you. He checked out your body and bit his lower lip; you were so beautiful, full of grace and young charm that his heart skipped a bit within second.
You took a seat at one of the high bar chairs, you crossed your legs nicely. You ordered a drink with vodka and orange juice and when a bartender handled it to you, you politely thanked taking a sip.
“Hey, gorgeous.”
You cocked your brow turning head around. “Hey.”
Bucky was glancing at you liting his cigarette. “Do I know you? I have a feeling we did meet somewhere.”
You were even more confused then before. “I don’t think so.”
He raised his mouth corner in a wry smile. “Maybe I was wrong,” he smirked, “nevermind. I’m Bucky.”
You nodded slowly sipping on your drink. “Y/N,” you answered. “Nice to meet you, Bucky,” you reached hand toward him. Bucky took it and shook it slightly.
For a while there was a confusing silence between you two. Finally, Bucky has broke these silence.
“What such a beautiful lady is doing up here, completely alone, huh?” He asked, ending his drink and ordering another one. “I just had a rough day,” you were honest. “I just wanted to go out and have some drink or few.” He let out a soft giggle. “Same here, doll. Exactly the same.” You winked at him with a bright smile on your lips. “So, taking we both are here, alone… Would you mind to get along a bit?” Bucky smiled widely nodding. “With a pleasure, Y/N” man said.
You both had few drinks. You were talking about miscellaneous topics enjoying your common presence.
“Hey, let’s dance,” Bucky offered getting up from his chair. “We have to lit the dance floor a bit!” Giggling, you nodded. “Sure.” He offered you his hand and it was when you noticed the metal arm. You hesitated. “Bucky…” you whispered covering your mouth. “Your arm…” “Hush, doll. It’s alright,” he said softly leading you to the dance floor. “But, Bucky!” You were tipsy a bit and you really got terrified about him. “You’ve been hurt..”
You both got on the dance floor. No one could see the dance floor, it’s wall to wall people dancing to the club music. There was no room for any more but somehow when Bucky and you hit it the space magically came. You were dancing like it was jive, twisting, turning, holding hands as we change sides. You both were all grins, you looked like idiots but you did’t care. “I have never had so much fun while dancing, Y/N!” Bucky smirked at you when you both were dancing together being hugged to each other. When DJ started a new set, you turned around letting Bucky’s hands rest over your hips from behind. He took a hold of them and you both were rocking together. You rolled your hips slowly from side to side and Bucky was so close to you pressing his chest to your back.
At the end of the night the dance floor was like an abused chess board. On it’s black and white squares were spilled drinks and broken glass. You and Bucky stayed until the staff asked you to leave the club.
Giggling and laughing, you got out and were waiting for a taxi to arrive.
Bucky puffed on his cigarette. “You know, Y/N. I’ve never, like really never, had such an amazing time like tonight,” he smiled, having his metal hand wrapped around your waist. You were leaning over him nuzzling to his chest and inhaling his scent. “Me either, baby.”
You glanced briefly at his metal hand. “So? Can you explain me this?” You pointed at his metal limb.
Bucky rolled his eyes laughing. “Sure. Like you wish, doll. I was a soldier. Many years ago. I was on the mission with my team and shit happened,” he let out a sad laugh. “I’ve lost my arm there. But I don’t like to remember that time, ya know?”
You nodded quietly. “Yes, Bucky. I completely understand. But, can I be honest?”
Bucky looked down at you. “Yes. Sure, Y/N.” You smirked. “It suits you. You look wild and alluring.”
Bucky smiled again and leant down kissing you passionately. You blinked but gave kiss back humming happily.
“But will you tell me the whole story…” you started after the kiss, but he only giggled and kissed you again. “One day, maybe.” Bucky ended his cigarette, and when the taxi came, he opened the door for you. “Thank you for the evening, Y/N.” You got to the car but when you were about to ask him about his number, Bucky closed the door and the driver pressed the gas driving away. “NO, NO, NO!” you screamed but there was no room for the taxi to turn around. You looked back over your shoulder and you saw how Bucky was walking slowly on the opposite way along the street.
A tear ran down your cheek as you already were missing the guy. You reached to the pocket for your wallet and then you narrowed your brows. You pulled a wallet and something else. A little piece of paper. You laughed happily wiping tear away. It was nothing else but his number written there slapdash. And one short sentence. CALL ME, XOXO
A/N: @thepaperpanda – this is for your Colorful Writing Challenge.
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SUMMARY: Bucky was hurt by you.You’ve cheated on him with his best friend. Will he prevail his anger and forgive you?
A/N: Hi. This story is written for @thepaperpanda and their writing challenge. My prompt was white. Thank you for allowing me to take part in this challenge ♥
WORD COUNT: 1117
You saw that disbelief in Bucky’s eyes when he was standing on the threshold of your bedroom glancing at you on Steve’s laps.
He was deeply hurt, you could easily feel it. Being his girlfriend has taught you a lot, most that when you’ll mess with him, he won’t forget and you’ll pay, sooner or later for what you’ve done against him.
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Summary: Bucky got into an argument with you. But good thing is he realized his mistake rather quickly.
Words: 813 (it’s short, sorry guys!)
AN: I made this little drabble for the best squad I’ve ever met. @thepaperpanda ~ guys, I ❤ you and thank you for the opportunity you had given me by your writing challenge. All the love to ya!
Bucky was at the office on the one of important team meetings. You were there also, taking you were working for Tony Stark as his personal assistant.
Tony dispensed some folders to each of team members. “Take a look at our new guidelines. I’ve decided to introduce a few changes into our previous regulations.”
Bucky exchanged surprised looks with Captain. “Wait, wait, wait. What?” Rogers asked frowning and shaking hia head angrily. “Why you didn’t consult this with us before?” Steve growled.
“To be honest I thought it won’t be a problem to you all,” Stark shrugged rolling his eyes. “But as I can see, Mr Rogers has an issue, as always.”
Bucky clenched his metal hand into a fist.
“Oh! Barnes, are you okay?” Stark contorted his lips in a wry grimace.
“Yeah. I am,” Bucky looked briefly at you.
You were sitting next to Tony making a notes from the meeting.
The truth was you and Bucky were meeting since few months. But you had to be very secret about it. You knew how Tony would react if he would find out. Besides, Bucky didn’t want to make himself any additional problems.
You threw him a mean look and Bucky turned his eyes away. This moment didn’t run of Tony’s attention, however he said nothing.
“Next time, consult such things with rest of the team before you will make them official, is that clear?” Steve asked firmly. He also looked at you. You ran your glace away.
Tony was silent for a bit, then he nodded insensibly. “Yes,” he agreed.
After the meeting, while you were walking along the corridor in the Tower, Bucky caught you up. “What the hell was that, doll?” He questioned out loudly. “Who does he think he is!?”
“Buck…” You started quietly, “don’t ask me. He’s my boss. I don’t have any influence at his decisions,” you explained shortly. “But that doesn’t mean I agree with him.”
“You cold make a statement, but you rather wanted to stay silent about things, huh, Y/N?” He lowered his strong voice while speaking to avoid others to hear your argument.
You cocked brews and took a step back. “What’s that? Why are you accusing me?” You whispered. “You know I would do everything for you.. For us..”
“He again made a fool from Steve,” Bucky crossed arms over his chest.
“Hah, so that’s the reason?! Steve. Great Captain. Friendship before love, huh?!” This time it was way too much for you to handle. You raised your voice, almost yelling.
Bucky growled deeply, turned around, and rushed back toward staircase. He stopped after few steps, and looked at you above his shoulder. “Maybe you like him more than you like me? But like you wish, go to him! Go ahead! If you want to be his puppy on the leash and obey his every word, no problem. It’s your shitty decision, Y/N!” He went away leaving you in a shock in the middle of the corridor.
So this was the real problem between you two. Bucky was jealous.
After the work you came back home, and got changed in some casual clothes. You decided to go out for a little jogging. You were living in the nice district at the suburbs. It was a calm and great place to live in, and you were enjoying that fact.
When you were running through near park, you heard your phone ringing. You ait on the bench and pull your phone out of the pocket, and answered the incoming call.
“Hallo?”
“Hi, Y/N.” It was no one else but Bucky.
“Sup?” You weren’t in mood for a conversations.
“Listen, doll, I wanna apologize.” Ok. It was something new and completely unexpected. “I judged you wrong, I should know how does it work.”
“Yes. Indeed.” You rolled your eyes but little smile appeared on your face. You were proud of him. It was a very first time when Bucky admitted that he made a mistake.
“Please, forgive me, I love you,” he muttered softly. “Don’t be mad at me any longer..”
For few seconds you remained silent, but then giggled and agreed.
“Yes. I forgive you.”
“Thank you, Y/N.” You heard a happiness in his voice. “And.. By the way. I really do admire your pretty butt in that tight leggings.”
You blinked and quickly got up from the bench looking around. How huge was your astonishment when you saw Bucky sitting few benches away from you.
You lauged and walked to him. Man got up also and wrapped his arms around your waist. His smile etched its way back into his face. His body was warm and toned as he hugged you, comforting to the touch. His voice was deep, with an serious tone. His lips brushed your ear as he spoke.
“I really do love you, Y/N.”
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Commander of his heart ~ James Barnes x Reader romantic one shot
Words: 1400
A/N: It’s just some fluffy/romantic story for my lovely Pandas & their challenge! @thepaperpanda
Summary: Action takes place before events from World War II. Bucky & Reader have a romantic dinner, but what happens later make Reader happy like never before.
You put on red dress to your knees and black high hills. You make your hair into a braid and check yourself in a mirror for one last time. Smokey eyes, red lips, contoured eyebrows. You can admit you look sexy. You also hope HE’S GONNA LIKE IT.
You are ready for your date with the most incredible and interesting man you know. James Barnes.
You arrive on the place before the time. You are a perfectionist and you are always on the time.
You have a long black coat on you, it’s a chilly evening on Brooklyn.
When you hear footsteps nearby, your muscles tense.
It only deepens when a pair of familiar hands is placed on your shoulders.
“Excuse me, ma’am, you got lost?” Strong voice whispers straight into your ear.
You feel a shiver running down your spine, and you smile in the darkness of the street.
“Maybe. Do you want to help me find a proper way?” You reach your hand back to stroke his nape.
You hear him purring deeply.
“Your ask is my command, ma’am,” he giggles softly turning you around to face him.
And you melt within a second only by looking him in the eyes.
James is ao handsome and you literally can’t take your eyes of him.
He has short dark hair, but they look so fluffy.
His eyes are in the color of a stormy ocean.
And that smile on his lips…
You feel little weakness in your knees, fortunately he offers you his arm.
“Shall we, doll?” His voice is so deep and you can’t resist, you nod.
“With a pleasure, handsome.”
He takes you to a cosy restaurant.
You’ve been there few times before, and you’re glad he picked this place.
He’s a real gentleman.
First, he takes your coat and his own jacket, he carries them to the cloakroom.
Subsequently, James moves chair backwards for you a bit and push it gently forward shortly after.
He takes a seat in front of you, on the opposite side of the table, that mischievous smile is still present on his lips.
After the waiter took your orders, you smirk at Barnes.
“You look fabulous,” James says, and you know he’s telling the truth.
You blush.
“Thank you, Buck…” In this moment your voice is as soft and quiet as a warm summer breeze.
The waiter brings a bottle of the most expensive champagne.
Bucky waves his hand briefly to give man a signal to go away, so waiter nod and disappears between other guests.
“I’m happy you agreed to meet with me,” he’s still smiling and with every second your heart is melting faster.
You’re playing with lock of your hair playfully.
“How could I say ‘no’, huh?” You wink at him.
Bucky laughs audibly sipping on his champagne. He reaches for your hand above the table and you both tangle fingers together.
Your heart’s skipping a beat strongly in your chest.
“I’ve never met someone like you before, Y/N,” Bucky’s eyes are glistening in the light of lamps hanging under the ceiling. “You’re the best. Smart and beautiful, and yet so shy,” brunette lowers his tone, “it turnes me on.”
He teases the bottom of your hand and you can’t help but chuckle softly.
“Oh, Bucky!” You raise your glass. “To us.”
“To us,” he repeats, then sips his alcohol to the bottom.
The dinner goes amazing.
You both are happy by spending time with each other. You talk and laugh, enjoying meals.
When the orchestra starts playing the waltz, Bucky gets up and asks you to dance.
He has his strong arms wrapped around your waist while one of your hands is placed on his shoulder, and other on the chest.
You nuzzle you cheek to his neck.
“It feels amazing, Bucky,” you whisper. “Thank you for all of this.”
You hear him breathing out loudly.
“No need to thank me. It’s you who made my evening the most wonderful ever.”
Barnes is rocking with you in his muscular arms to the rhythm of the music.
You can give everything to make this moment never end.
You close your eyes and inhale his scent.
He smells splendidly. It’s a mix of nice perfumes, sipped alcohol, cigarettes and something more, which you can’t name, but somewhere in the back of your head this smell is associated with freedom and sense of security.
You both are like that for few next minutes, until the song is over.
Then he leads you back to your table. You end dinner and another bottle of champagne.
“It’s getting late, my dear,” you say with sadness. “I have to go back home. I start work earlier tomorrow, besides I bet you also want to rest a bit before next day on duty, don’t you, soldier?” You slip hand under your chin to rest it on your palm.
Bucky gives a small nod.
“You’re absolutely right, doll. Let’s go.”
You both get outside.
The night is cold, little cloudlets of vapor are exhaled with every word you speak.
“You live close enough so we can take a walk there,” Bucky suggests and you eagerly agree.
He offers you his arm and you take it.
He chooses the walk by the promenade at the Hudson river. You both are walking slowly holding hands.
“I’m so glad we’re together, Bucky,” you say openly when you stop for a while to look at the river illuminated with city lights. “You know, I’ve never had a real relationship. My friends were warning me of you. But I didn’t listen.”
He wraps arm around your waist and pulls you closer to him.
“I’m glad, too. My girl is the most adorable doll in the whole world,” he leans down to you and crushes his lips on yours. He tastes wonderful. You give kiss back.
Bucky looks you deep in the eyes.
“You came down on me like summer rain, wearing nothing but your love Y/N. The shivers I get when you call my name, can’t explain this, Y/N.”
You feel like tears are forming in the corners of your eyes, and one of the run down your rosy cheek. James wipes it with thumb.
Oh, you are so in love with this guy!
“I want to see every sunrise in your eyes, Y/N. I want to see every sunset on your smooth skin,” Bucky caresses your cheeks gently, then he places next lovingly kiss on your lips.
You wrap arms around his neck pulling him deeper into the kiss.
“You’ve changed my life, Buck.”
He smirks and laughs subtly.
Suddenly he takes two steps backwards.
“Bucky?” You ask confused.
The familiar smile is still present on his lips when he reaches to the internal pocket of his jacket. He pulls a little square box, and it’s when your heart stops.
Since that moment you feel like you’d be watching the movie in slow motion.
“BUCKY,” you cover your mouth seeing how man slowly kneels down on one knee.
He opens the box and you can see a beautiful ring with a crystal in your favorite color, namely red.
“We’ve been through a lot for last year, Y/N. You mean a world to me. I want to have you by my side forever. Beside, every soldier needs a commander of heart. Will you grant me this honor and will you marry me, Y/N?”
You feel how your knees get weak, but you manage to keep yourself in a place.
“Bucky… Of course! Of course, my love!”
You give him your hand and he places the ring on your finger. You pull hand to your face to look at it.
“Oh God.. Bucky.. The ring is resplendent! You shouldn’t have…”
He doesn’t let you end your sentence giving you a long passionate kiss.
You purred into it happily.
Bucky accompanies you to your flat to make sure you are safe.
You stand in front of your doors, and you find a courage in yourself. Well. Bucky is now your fiancé, so why not?!
“Will you stay the nigh” You bite your lower lip looking shyly at him, but when you notice sparks in his blue eyes, you’re sure you made a good decision.
“With a pleasure, Y/N,” he responds.
You both get to your flat. You lock the door.
You good know it’s gonna be the best night of your life.
Wow wow wow! Oh My God! I love it! I love it so much! it’s so romantic! and so sweet! You did a great job. Your story has great descriptions and it’s full of emotions! You are amazing!
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