Welp here we go again.
This will have:
Steve Rogers/Chris Evans,
Bucky Barnes/Sebastian Stan,
Loki Laufeyson (I'm not taking Tom ones because he's literally engaged and is a dad.)
And others!
Read on... sinners-
❌Requests open!!!
✅Requests closed...
I shook my head, giggling "No, I can't read minds, James."
He sighed.
"I.. love you."
"I act all cool on the outside but on the inside I'm freaking out, wondering if you're just messing with me." His voice was soft.
I made a confused look.
"Why would I be messing with you?"
"I don't know."
"Because you're always picking on people, bullying them, and you think it's funny."
I smiled as I rolled my eyes, "I only pick on the people I like."
"At least I'm not using your biggest insecurities or bringing up what happened to you."
He went quiet.
I touched his metal arm.
"This" I pointed at it, "is cool as fuck. And I know you don't particularly like it because of who you got it from and what they did to you. I wouldn't either, but they gave you a free hand, and you are holding me with both arms." I said, almost high with dopamine.
He suddenly realized that I was right, he was holding me close to him with both arms, never wanting to let go.
He went to pull his arm away and I said "James, don't you dare, put that arm back where it was."
I put his arm back and he looked at me like he didn't want that arm around me.
I gave Bucky an amorous kiss on his lips.
He quickly melted into the kiss and kissed me back with so much love.
He pulled me closer and his metal hand rested on my waist.
My hands were on his face, caressing his soft cheeks.
When we pulled away, Bucky had a slight smirk on his face.
"Kiss me again, I dare you."
"Okay James." I giggled and kissed him again, and he pulled away, and he lifted me up, taking me to his room.
He kicked the door shut and set me down on his bed.
"I don't know what you're thinking, but I'm thinking that maybe we should have sex." He said so straight forward that I was almost surprised.
I nodded, smiling "Okay."
He went to his door and locked it.
He took his shirt off with one smooth swoop.
I saw the scars that were by his prosthetic arm, and I immediately felt... sad.
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