Mending Hearts

ℂℍ𝔸ℙ𝕋𝔼ℝ 𝟙𝟚

𝔸 𝕃𝕠𝕟𝕖𝕝𝕪 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣

⚠️warning⚠️ slight sexual content ahead ;)

The kitchen was cleaned up fairly quickly, so I headed to my room to shower. I'd set up lights a week ago meaning I was likely to spend a long time in there because who wouldn't when their shower looked like this?

I enjoyed the hot shower, the area filling with steam causing all the tension in my muscles to ease. For some reason lately I've been feeling much more tense than usual, more frustrated. I think I knew why, but the voice in my head had convinced me it wasnt true.

But somehow, I still found my thoughts going to a certain metal-armed soldier. It was as if he'd swept me up like a storm even deeper than his eyes. Hes slowly broken my wall down over the month hes been here, and last night was the icing on the cake.

I knew it was wrong, and a part of me wanted to stop but I simply couldn't. I needed release.

I imagined what it would be like to have him here with me, to watch the water drop down that perfectly sculpted chest, to run my own hands over his arms. The idea of him touching me sent a wave of warmth to rush through my body. I closed my eyes and moved my hands over my body, focusing on where I want to feel his flesh and metal hands, the contrast of temperature caused a small moan to leave my lips.

He moves his hands gently, but with enough force to set my nerves alight. He moves them to my core, barely grazing the bundle of nerves and he groans at the feeling of my need for him. A groan that almost made me explode on the spot, and it sounded so real. One of his metal digits slid into me, causing yet another moan to fall from my lips. My head lulled back and I was drowning in pleasure. I could feel the chord in my stomach tightening, getting ready so snap soon. I pictured him using his thumb to rub my clit, matching the fast pace of his finger, as he slid another into me. I was on the brink of orgasm, imagining I was staring into those breathtaking eyes as I tumbled over the edge. The euphoric wave causing all my muscles to relax, my body grateful for the release in more ways than one.

What I had never expected, and was yet to find out, was that Bucky had already done the same when i was cleaning the kitchen, and had groaned out my name quite a few times already.

Once I'd come back from my high I actually showered, dried and set out in search for my favourite tshirt to put on. It looked like a plain oversized tee from the front, but it has reflective angel wings on the back and the best part- its insanely comfortable.

I didnt bother putting shorts on underneath, considering I was planning on climbing into bed and finding something to watch on Netflix, so grabbed a fluffy blanket off my sofa and made a nest in the middle of my large bed. As I turned the tv on there was a hesitant knock on my door, and I instantly recognized the sound of metal hitting the wood. Bucky.

"Its open!" I called, but the door didnt move and Hades didnt move into my lair. I climbed out of my nest - not gracefully whatsoever, it was more like watching a drunken toddler try to climb out of its cot - and opened the door for him. He looked me up and down and a his cheeks went rose red, making him look particularly flustered but in a cute way. I smiled, "hey come on in".

"Oh um thanks" he took a step inside and shut the door quietly behind him. Once he was inside I walked back to the bed to climb in, not realising Bucky's interest in my lack of leggings and exposed legs. Once wrapped up again I patted the spot next to me but he didnt move. Ouch. He cleared his throat, "I just came to let you know most people are up now and Steve said the mission went well".

I smiled, "thanks for letting me know Buck, I'm glad it went well for them. You wanna watch Netflix with me for a bit?"

His eyes glimmered at my question, but then clouded with... disappointment? "I would, but I promised Steve we'd run a couple laps. That punk still thinks I'm slower than him" he joked, but the smile it brought didnt reach his eyes for some reason.

"Ah, well I'll let you two be exercise freaks together then. Have fun beating him" I jested, ignoring the sadness that I couldn't spend more time with him.

He nodded "thanks Doll, enjoy your night" and with that he left the room.

I felt a sense of loneliness wash over me as his footsteps got further away from my door. I tried to ignore it but found myself longing for the closeness we had last night. I put on Brooklyn Nine-Nine and decided to get lost in the show I'd seen a hundred times already, hoping to distract myself.

A part of me wanted Bucky to knock on the door again and ask to sit with me, but another part scolded me for the idea and convinced me I was just being clingy and needed to get a hold of myself.

Last night was the best sleep I'd gotten for so long, I've never felt so well rested. I knew why, but I wasnt quite ready to admit it to myself yet. But the voice in my head was screaming at me to admit it, to let someone in again, to let Bucky in. I wanted to, really. However the fear gripped my throat and stopped me from telling him anything. I couldnt tell him how I felt or what I've been through or even that I liked spending time with him. I just couldnt.

Hi darlings, sorry this chapters not great, I wasnt sure how to get this one right. Hope you guys still like it, lmk how to improve and what you like so far :)

Big shoutout to my friend who sent me the shower pic and the other who has brilliant suggestions ily both thank you <3