Captain America Bucky Barnes Winter Soldier Steve Rogers Fan Fic - The Constant

Chapter Ninety: The Soldier & Freya Bucky & Steve Together

He breaks the kiss and looks at you.

"Please..." you say and you know he knows what you are asking and then you see it, that look, that smile. The Winter Soldier's smile. Your heart starts to hammer, your breathing quickens and fear runs down your spine but your mind and body betray you. They welcome him – you welcome him. You move so he can remove your nightdress and you kick off your pants. He is already naked and as he moves against you to kiss you, you feel his hard cock pressing into the flesh of your belly. He knows where to touch you, he knows where to kiss and suck until you are so desperate you are nearly crying. And finally when he enters you, you wrap your legs around him, your hands running over his body, and you kiss him as if he was your last breath.

"I've missed you," he whispers and you moan your response.

"Oh God James. Please. Don't stop."

But he does for a moment, his hands still travel over your body, still make you shudder. He doesn't want to break his hold over you. "Look at me." And you know to obey him. You open your eyes and look into his and you can see a desperate need in them for you.

"Don't stop, please don't!" you beg and you do not care, you would do anything to keep him here with you, keep him here inside of you. He begins to move again and you arch into him. "Deeper," your voice showing your need.

"I don't want to hurt you," he whispers. Oh, but he knows how to play you.

And then you reply with the words he has been waiting for. "Hurt me...I don't care, just don't ..." and you cry out and your legs tighten. You can feel him so very deep inside you, your body feels like it is on fire, as if you are teetering on the edge of insanity.

And he feels it too. It is taking so much willpower not to finish, not to let himself come, not to watch her come.

Freya," he whispers and she moans. "Freya, look at me," and she does. Her eyes are liquid. She is totally his.

"Would you do anything for me?" he asks, already knowing the answer.

"Yes," she says, biting her lip and closing her eyes, her body arching into his. Jesus, he can feel the sweat dripping off his forehead, his hair is damp and he feels as if he is about to explode.

"Look at me, Freya, look at me," he has done this to her before. Brought her to the brink, to her most vulnerable state which is how he knows this will work.

You try and concentrate on what he is saying. You would agree to anything he asked. He carries on moving, long strokes inside you, driving your body to the edge. You bite your lip again, look into his eyes.

"I need you to do something for me. Will you do that?" he asks and you nod.

"Anything."

Her voice is husky, desperate. Her eyes go to close and he feels her shudder. "No. No Freya, concentrate or I'll stop," he says and slows his movement and she mewls. It is a threat he couldn't carry out; he has wanted her for too long.

"Steve," he says and that makes you open your eyes again. "Steve wants us to sleep with him, wants us to both make love to you. Will you do that? Will you let us?"

You feel yourself blink but then a wave hits you and you arch up into him and your hands scrabble at his back, trying to drive him as deep as you can.

"Freya will you do that for me...for him?" and you nod. You feel like shouting at him: I would sleep with the whole of mankind if you would just hurry up and fuck me now. You feel abandoned, desperate. "Yes, yes," you say and see he is pleased with your promise and he begins moving again and you lose yourself to him again.