Y'all really fuckin hated how I ended the last chapter, huh? Be prepared to probably hate this one too then I guess. Without coming across as rude, all I can say is: trust the process. I know what I'm doing. Thanks.
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"Baby, I'm home." I call down the corridor, closing the door behind me and kicking off my shoes
A bag of groceries in each arm, I take a few steps down the hall and turn into the kitchen. Plopping the bags down with a tiny huff, I wipe my hands on my uniforms skirt and listen for Bucky. A minute passes in complete silence but then a high pitch 'clang' chirped from the garage. I make my way back across the kitchen and hall, opening the door to the single car garage and spot Bucky
Laying on his back on the concrete floor, tools scattered around his sides, and his 'new' motorcycle perched above him. Just over a week ago we spotted the old and run-down bike at the end of someones driveway, the sign on the windshield reading 'if you can fix it, it's yours'. The poor thing needed practically all new everything. Speedometer, ignition, plugs, shock absorbers, seats, brakes. Honestly it would be better off in a dump
But Bucky gave me that wide eyed puppy-dog look and I was telling him to grab it before he could even ask. He's been looking for a project to work on anyways since the house didn't need much fixing. The two bedrooms just need a fresh coat of paint, front porch steps need to be refurbished, and one of the living room windows won't open. At least not for me, Bucky can crank it open if he tries
We're lucky to have found this place when we did honestly. The previous owner had their financing fall through leading into the home being foreclosed on. I was talking with one of the realtors at the agency when their colleague came over with the file. The one helping me jokingly offered the house and I immediately said I'd take it, flashing my Stark card. They didn't question me after that, only asking when I'd like to move in
Three days later Bucky and I walked into the house
Our house
A cozy little shack in South Dakota. Three bedrooms, two bath, one car garage, decent size fenced in yard, wrap around front deck with a porch swing. The neighboring houses spacious in-between
Over the past couple weeks, the team would visit us frequently, all but Tony of course. I filled Clint in on the whole situation and he seemed happy for us, knowing what it's like to hide a secret relationship so he could relate. They'd help us repair little things or move furniture in for us and Bucky and I would cook them all dinner as a thank you
It was weird in the beginning. Going from a crummy motel to a house. From only two pairs of clothes to Nat and Steve bringing all of mine and Buckys belongings from the compound. The first time only Steve, Wanda and Nat came out. Each with a 'housewarming gift' for us. Blankets and pillows, a set of plates and bowls, and a few bottles of wine
While Bucky was in the garage with Steve trying to figure out the automatic garage door mechanics, Nat and Wanda stood around the kitchen with me. Just catching me up on everything
Any and all signs of Hydra have ceased. What with their main man in charge, Rumlow, now gone and probably knowing that we were hunting down the other test subjects. They didn't know what to do and have been laying low the past weeks
Most of SHIELD knows of Bucky and I. Not in great detail obviously but they know of our relationship and that we quit. Fury, like I had predicted, was elated when Rumlow was brought in and in return made sure that SHIELD left Bucky and I alone as a thank you. I almost broke down in tears when Wanda told me that Tony plans to keep my bank account full as his way of making sure I'm still being taken care of. Even after all the harsh words and betrayal, he still cares dearly about me
I wish he'd talk to us. A simple call or even visit. We're not exactly hiding from the team. And yes, I know phones work both ways and I can just as easily call him, I'm just scared he won't answer nor want to speak to me..
But I don't plan to keep using his money. I opened my own bank account and scored a job at one of the diners in town about two weeks ago, the owner practically hiring me on the spot, so only until I have enough in my account to pay for things will I be using the Stark card. Which I only use on essential things. Basic furniture, WiFi, bills, and whatever we need to upkeep the house. Food I can buy on my own
It helps that it's mostly just the two of us so we don't need much
Sam, Clint, Bruce and Natasha all helped us getting set up. Meaning changing my drivers license, getting Bucky one, changing our address so any mail doesn't go to the compound anymore, among other things. Even though I already knew how to do most of the stuff since I lived on my own for a few years before joining the Avengers. It was still nice and heartwarming how they all were so eager to help
But now we were settling into a nice routine. Living a normal day to day life. Waking up next to one another, cooking and cleaning together, making the simple house our home. Bucky's been starting to come out of his hermit crab shell even! Offering to go out to the store with me, sometimes by himself, or just go for a nice walk around town more often. Chatting with people we pass by and flourishing. It was like a dream come true
Both of us having few and scarce nightmares since we left and I haven't had the urge to blow up yet so, that's all a plus. We're more relaxed here it seems. No real worries or stress
"Hey, I'm home." I lean against the doorway as I peer over at Bucky
He grunts as he releases a wrench, putting it down and crawling out from under the bike. Wiping some grease from his hand on his 'workin' jeans as he stands. The denim had multiple different kinds of oils and grease smeared into them from him cleaning off his hands after working on the bike. Along with some flecks of old drywall from when he patched a few nail holes in the wall
"I heard ya down the street. How was work?" He asks, walking over to me and giving me a sweet kiss
His scent washing over me as he pulled me close. I had to stop myself from inhaling the intoxicating smell. I loved the mixture of his forest cologne and what reminds me of a mechanic shop. The grime, grease, gas, metal. Just something about it made me come alive every time
We've both been so busy dealing with everything; unpacking, paperwork, house touch ups, me now having an actual job, that we're too tired at the end of the day to do anything but shower and sleep. Only to repeat the whole process the next day. Our sex life has taken a drastic toll from it all
It's not like we haven't tried either. Something, usually a someone, always pops up when we're just getting into it. Then hours pass by and it's late with me having a shift the next morning
"It was fine. Maria and Elliot stopped by, asked about you again." I smile up at Bucky who returns the wide smile with slightly flushed cheeks and a small smirk
Maria and Elliot are an elderly couple that come into the diner every morning for a 'coffee date'. One of the first people I served upon being trained in and easily becoming my favorite regulars. Bucky had brought me a handful of wildflowers one morning to cheer me up while they were there. After thanking Bucky with a love-drunk smile and giggling through a kiss, the old couple have asked to meet my 'mystery man' properly. Elliot claims it's because the Mrs just wants to ogle at the 'young and sprung lad'
"Maybe next week." Bucky chuckles down at me, pecking my lips again. He hums in satisfaction, going back in and kissing me a few more times
Each one lasting a bit longer than the last, Bucky grabbing my hips and tugging my body to his. I squeak into his mouth and push his body away before his dirty clothes have the chance to stain my work uniform
"You know that gunk doesn't wash out mister." I state as I pull away, a faint smile on my swollen lips
Bucky licks his bottom lip as if to taste remnants of me, his eyes darkening but holding a playful gleam to them. "Well maybe you should take it off then." He chuckles out, immediately lowering himself a few inches and dipping his hands to the bottom of my skirt, ruffling it up as he lifted the material
I erupt into giggles, swatting at his hands and twisting away from him. "Why do I have to strip? You're the filthy one!" I laugh out as Bucky continues lifting my uniforms skirt to my hips
"Alright fine then," Bucky huskily chuckles out, dropping my skirt and reaching behind his head with one hand, pulling the stained shirt off his body
A breath hitches in my throat as my eyes wander down his body. Discovering all his taut and protruding muscles, the faded scars along his shoulder where the metal meets flesh, the way his chest rose and fell practically flexing his muscles more. As if I'd never seen him shirtless before, I was drooling over the sight
Then he undid his jeans and yanked them to the floor, stepping out of the bunched material to be left in black compression briefs
I damn near fainted
Bucky took notice of my eyes trailing down his body, chuckling again before dipping down and grabbing the back of my thighs. Knocking me out of my daze, I squeal as he picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. My weight being off my feet for the first time in over nine hours felt otherworldly
"Better?" He asks with a smile against my lips
I drape my arms loosely around his neck and hum in pleasure. "Mmm, your briefs look a bit dirty. Should take those off too." I tease, grinning into a kiss
Bucky shuffles around for a moment, shifting my body around in his arms before kicking off the underwear. His heated pelvis pressed to my thong clad cunt. I hum into his mouth again, mumbling 'much better' as he carried me to his small work table in the back of the garage
Anticipation thickened the air like humidity, weighing heavily around the space. Our sweet and teasing kisses turning more needy, more desire driven with every quick step Bucky took. Pushing my uniforms skirt up with his massive hands, he places me on the edge of his work table. Tools and dark stained rags spread all over the wooden top
I moan into Buckys open mouth as his warm and rough hand slid up my thigh, making its way to my panties. The ache between my legs growing and I could feel myself soaking the thin material, clenching around nothing as I waited. Bucky smirks against my lips as his long digits run up and down the drenched fabric, heat radiating off my folds like rays from the sun
"Shut up" I mumble against his upturned smug lips. He breathes out a short laugh, his warm breath washing over me
Bucky grabs the waistband of my thong and begins to pull them down. I lift my hips just enough for him to slide them down my legs and place them on the table next to me. Returning his warm fingers to my core, he glides a digit through my folds eliciting a breathy moan from me. Teasing my clit by briefly rubbing it before moving back down my cunt
My walls clamping down again and again with each stroke. I groan into him, nipping at Buckys bottom lip and rocking my hips into his hand. Desperate for more. The feel of his throbbing cock pressed to my thigh, so close to my entrance makes me almost whine
"So wet and needy for me, aren't you?" He taunts, his voice dripping with lust and hunger
I dip one of my hands between us, grazing over his cock before grabbing ahold of it and slowly pumping him. "Don't act like you aren't either James." I breathe out, swiping a droplet of precum
Bucky growls at the contact of my hand on him, biting down on my lip before swiping his tongue over the little grooves he created. He removes his teasing fingers from my dripping folds, replacing them with his stiff cock. Pushing through my wetness to drench him in the slick mess as I remove my hand, now unbuttoning my top just enough to shrug it off my shoulders and bunch it around my waist
Bucky positions himself at my entrance, releasing my mouth and trailing wet hot open mouthed kisses down my jaw and to my neck. Pushing my bra straps off my shoulders with his tongue and using his metal hand to reach behind me and unclasp the band
The bra falls to the floor by Buckys feet. I rock my hips forward against his tip as he had barely pushed into me, whimpering out a 'please James' as I do. Cradling the back of his head, I grab a fist full of his damp with sweat chocolate locks, begging him to give me what we both want and need
It's been far too long for either of us. The lack of sexual intimacy lowering my endurance. I was about to cum already and we haven't even started. And Bucky could tell
We both groan as Bucky sinks into me. The familiar sweet burn floods my body as Bucky pushes himself into me. Stretching my walls around him, inch by inch until he's bottomed out. I feel myself flutter and quiver around his cock
Dropping my head back as I focus on breathing, Bucky stays stationary and allows me to adjust. When I rotate my hips a moment later, Bucky starts moving. Slowly gliding in and out with ease
I hum through a sigh of bliss at the feeling of Bucky stuffing me, stretching me. Every ridge and vein brushing against my core making me gasp for more. Bucky kisses down my collarbone towards my breasts, his long locks tickling my skin as he moved. I arch my back up to him so he doesn't have to lean down as far
Sucking one nipple into his mouth, his flesh hand fondles the other. Flicking over each nub until both were erect before swapping to suck on the other. Bucky also picks up his pace, thrusting faster now. I used my free hand to grip his shoulder while my hand in his hair pulled him impossibly closer
The garage filled with our heavy breathing, the sound of skin slapping and faint squelches echo off the walls back to us. My moans and mewls ringing high as Bucky plowed into me. My gasps of 'god yes James' 'right there baby' 'fuck don't stop' fly out of me rapidly
"Been far too long without you doll." Bucky huffs out as he leaned back to stand at his full height, his hair falling around his face, framing it. Looking down at my wrecked body. Watching as I took him and begged for more more more
"So greedy for me, aren't ya? Taking all of me and asking for more." He taunts, snapping his hips. I flicker my eyes up to him through hooded lids, jaw slack as more moans and profanities sputter out of me
Bucky smirks as he brings his metal hand down to my clit, rubbing vigorously against the nub. Dropping my head back once more, chanting his name like a prayer. The tension in the pit of my stomach wound tighter and tighter, quivering harshly as I held it back
"My gorgeous girl." Bucky coos, his dark eyes softening. "Don't deprive me of you like that ever again." He kisses my chin, panting through his words
I lift my head shaking it as I lock my eyes on his. Wide pupils outlined in blue ice staring back at me. "I won't, I won't- never again James- fuck-" I whine out just as Bucky recalibrated his hand, pressing vibrations to my clit and slashing at my restraints on holding back my orgasm. My slick walls spasming around his cock as he repeatedly hits my soft spot
"Good girl." He leans back in and captures my parted lips, pushing his tongue in my mouth and dominating my own. I cry when he recalibrates again, my legs shaking almost violently on either side of his thrusting hips
I'm about to whimper out a 'please' when Bucky stands back to his height. "Cum for me babydoll." He orders, his voice oozing with lust and power
I release the thread holding back my orgasm and scream Buckys name, over and over again. My core clamping down so tight around Buckys cock, he groans and falters his thrusts. White hot stars flood my vision as every part of me convulses and tenses, the sweet embrace of ecstasy racking through me
Bucky continues his fast thrusts, prolonging my orgasm as he reaches his. The sensation of my tight hot walls repeatedly squeezing around him triggers it, milking Bucky of his cum. He swears under his breath and hunches forward, his abdomen tensing as he painted my insides in thick white ropes. Bucky slows his thrusts until he's stilled, fully sheathed within me
Aftershocks of my orgasm ripple through me as we catch our breath between slow and soft kisses. Each little clench making Bucky bite back a moan. I lean back and rest on my shaky hands, post-orgasm haze clouding my head. A blissed out grin appearing on my swollen lips as I look up at the huffing super soldier
"I love you. So much." I pant out
Bucky lifts his head to look back at me, his tousled hair hanging in his face. "I love you too babydoll." He smiles and leans in, giving me a quick kiss before slipping out of me
I shudder at the empty feeling, our combined cum dripping out of me and landing on the garage floor. Slipping my shirt back on, not bothering with all the buttons, I hop off Buckys work table and adjust my skirt, stuffing my drenched thong in my pocket. Bucky puts his briefs and jeans back on, ditching the shirt and grabs a hair tie from his toolbox. I watch with a playful smile tugging at my lips as he ties his hair back
Bucky catches me watching him and raises a brow. "What?" He lightly chuckles. I take a step towards him and reach up to grab the tiny bun behind his neck
"Think you need a haircut Buck." I state with amusement. "Gettin' pretty long." I tuck a fallen strand behind his ear as I retract my hand
Bucky reaches back and runs his hand over the bun, a knowing look on his face. "Yeah, I've been meaning to get one for a while." He admits
"How about I take you to get one tomorrow since it's my day off?" I offer, leaning up and pecking the tip of his nose
He breathes out a short chuckle and nods. "Sounds good to me doll."
I lean back against his work table as Bucky goes back to finish whatever he was doing to his bike. Kneeling next to it with some kind of bolt tightener that clicked when he'd pull the handle back. Grabbing one of the clean and un-used rags from Buckys table, I clean myself up a bit as our fluids started dripping down my inner thighs. Bucky side-eyed me with a cocky smirk
"So, where did James Barnes learn to talk dirty?" I quip, noticing him smirk and throwing the cum rag at him
He catches it with a short chuckle passing his lips, side-eyeing me again. "The Internet. So helpful." Bucky stuffs the damp rag in the back pocket of his jeans and continues his work
Wait, does that mean he's watched porn? Is that what he just admitted to here?
Not that I'm against him watching porn or anything! I've seen my fair share of it. Not in a long while now that I've had Bucky for the past almost six months and have been too busy the past couple weeks but still. I understand he has urges and needs that can't help but to be taken care of. He's a guy, a super soldier, enhanced everything guy. I'm just surprised he admitted to it. I've always known men to try and hide or deny that they watch porn like it's something to be embarrassed about
Maybe I'm a little insulted that he didn't offer to watch it with me
Now that I could really get into
With a bite of my lip, I flicker my eyes up and down Buckys kneeling body. My mind races with what kind of porn Buckys into. Does he go straight to lesbian porn? Threesomes? Milf? BDSM? Anal? A fluttering sensation between my legs makes me squeeze my thighs together
"And Uh- what did you find out? While on the Internet?" I clear my throat as nonchalantly as I could, picking up one of the discarded screwdrivers laying on the table behind me and fiddling with it
Bucky puts down the bolt tightener and picks up another tool I don't know. "Just a few articles on what women in this century are into." He states with a shrug
Oooohhhh. Articles. He was simply doing research. Not... gotcha
A cheesy grin plasters on my face at the thought of Bucky actively looking into and reading up on how to please a 21st century woman. A.K.A me. But I almost feel bad, I haven't even asked what he's into or what really turns him on. He's always horny and ready to take me so I just assumed that me being me was enough
Maybe he's always horny because I DON'T do enough to satisfy him
Now a frown takes place on my face, lips in a tight line as I try to think of what exactly I can do for Bucky. Maybe include his favorite balisong knife in the bedroom? I know he loves his knives. Could cut my clothes off or drag the ridge down my body. Buckys also a huge nerd and space lover, maybe I could try role playing? Him being an astronaut and landing his rocket in my crater, invading my 'planet' or something
Or maybe he's a simple man and likes the type of women he grew up around. Big curls, red lipstick, over the knee length dresses that cinch at the waist and shoulder pads. A classic dame
My silence draws Buckys attentions, the frown on my face peeking his concern. "Everything okay doll?" He asks, putting down the tool. I blink a few times and turn to look at him as he stands
"What turns you on?" I blurt out. My sudden question stunning Bucky for a moment
He raises his brows at me as the corners of his plump lips curl. Stepping towards me until he's within arms reach, Bucky brings his flesh hand to my cheek. Brushing the back of his fingers down my flushed skin before hooking his pointer finger under my chin. Lifting my head to look up at him, his sweet baby blues gleaming down at me
"You do." His voice light and warm. Leaning in and pressing a kiss to my forehead. "Everything you do turns me on."
I sigh. "There's nothing else that, you know, gets you going? A type of clothes, position, accent, sex toy?" Bucky pauses, thinking over my statement and biting the inside of his cheek
"I mean- I wouldn't be apposed to bending you over my bike once it's done." His thumb swipes down my bottom lip, voice deepening. "Or seeing you strut around the house in some lingerie, provoking me by touching yourself on the couch." Bucky whispers against my cheekbone before grazing his soft lips over the warm flesh, feathering kisses
I gulp down a wad of dry saliva at the mental image. Air catching in my throat when Bucky lingers his lips over mine
Lingerie and dildo. Got it
"O-okay." I stammer out. Bucky smiles in amusement at my flustered state, he loves how easily he can get me like this
He hums, kissing my lips before pulling away. Releasing my chin with a soft chuckle. "Give me a minute to clean up in here and I'll come help unload the groceries, yeah?" He asks, switching the topic
With a shaky breath, I simply nod. Still picturing what kind of lingerie I could get
Before either of us could say another word, the loud 'ding' from our doorbell chimes through the open door to the garage that I never closed when I first entered. I roll my eyes with a sigh
Wow what a surprise they show up unannounced
Bucky pats my butt as I walk past him to the door, a cheeky grin on his face as he slings his shirt over his shoulder. I step out the garage as Bucky starts to pick up his tools and run a hand down my uniform to flatten any wrinkles. With another sigh, I mentally prepare myself to be ambushed by Nat asking why I took so long to answer the door with that dumb grin on her beautiful face
"You know, a little heads up would be-" I start as I open the door. Immediately clamping my mouth shut as my eyes widened in shock
Fear runs through me, my blood running cold and anxiety spikes through the roof as I look to the person in front of me. Mouth suddenly too dry to even try and say something as they glance around the front porch before landing on me
"Nice place. Not my style but," he shrugs. I open and close my mouth a few times, speechless. He peers over his tinted glasses, looking me from head to toe. "Really going for the whole 'normal life' I see."
"Tony?" I rasp out, stuffing my clammy hands in the pockets of my uniform and shoving my panties to the bottom of the pouch
Oh god this is NOT how I wanted to see him
"Aren't you gonna invite me in?" He asks. "Winds a bit brisk today."
I snap my head back in shock, stepping to the side and motioning for him to enter. Still dumbfounded that he's actually here. Tony dips his head in a thanks and walks through the doorframe, enough for me to close the door behind him once he's in. I stare at him with worried wide eyes as he looks around the hallway, judging the interior
He finally turns back to me, letting out a sigh as he sees my nervous expression. "Relax kid, I'm not here to fight." Tony removes his tinted glasses, tucking them into the chest pocket of his pressed and ironed suit jacket
"I'm surprised you're here at all." I respond, slowly unraveling my wound up nerves
I step around him and make my way to the kitchen, wanting to keep my hands busy and mind slightly distracted. Tony follows behind, scanning over the home as more of it is revealed to him. Rounding the corner, Bucky is pulling out a bundle of bananas from one of the bags on the counter. Thankfully he put his shirt back on
"Look who decided to pop by." My voice wavers as a fresh set of nerves wash over me. Bucky glances at the doorway to the kitchen where Tony stood with his hands in his front pockets
His features harden, dropping all emotion as he put the bananas in the fruit basket Vision got us. "Stark." Bucky greets in a deadpan
"Sergeant Barnes." Tony replies tonelessly. I leave Tony at the doorway and go to stand by Bucky. Keeping him on my left with Tony to my right
"I'm uh- gonna go change real quick. Both of you better behave." I state to the room but lean up and kiss Buckys cheek
Hastily leaving the room and practically running to mine and Buckys bedroom. I almost rip my uniform from my body and shimmy on a pair of fresh panties, leggings and graphic t-shirt. Doing a once-over of my makeup in the hallway mirror as I speed-walked back to the kitchen. Finding that neither man had moved and more groceries from the bags were lain out on the countertop
"So how come you're here Tony.?" I ask as I walk past him and back over to Bucky, taking the box of spaghetti noodles from him as he pulled it from the paper bag
"To be honest, Pepper talked me into it." He shrugs, stepping from the doorway and towards the dining table
Pepper had visited only a few times. After hearing about what happened between Tony and I, and finding out about me and Bucky, she was more than worried. She jokingly claimed it was her 'mom mode activating'. Pepper even bought our first load of groceries, filling our fridge with natural foods, reusable water bottles, and our cupboards with organic seasonings and spices. She also offered to help me start a garden in our backyard once spring starts so we can grow our own fruits and vegetables which I'm very excited for. I love spending time with that eco-friendly woman
It doesn't surprise me that she's playing mediator either. Never one for conflict and feuds
"So she forced you."
"Convinced, actually." Tony corrects, sitting in one of the dark brown wooden chairs. I nod slowly, sharing a glance with Bucky
"Still haven't said exactly why you're here though." I unload a bag of grapes from the bag
Tony motions at me and the pouch in my hand, signaling for me to come sit with him. Warily, I shuffle around the kitchen counter and place the grapes in front of him. Sitting across from the billionaire at the table with my hands folded on my lap while Bucky finishes the groceries
Popping two grapes in his mouth, Tony shrugs. "Guess it's time we finally have that talk."
Oh great.
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