"Man, come on." Sam said, gripping Bucky by his shoulders. "We haven't been out for a drink in months."
"There is a reason for that, Samuel." Sam gave him a blank stare, raising an eyebrow. "Fine, but I'm not sticking around all night."
"Great, let's go." Sam and Bucky trailed down the road, coming up to a bar that looked pretty popular. Same entered first, Bucky trailing behind him and fixing his glove to make sure his metal appendage was completely hidden.
"What can I get for ya, fellas?" The bartender asked, her voice making Bucky look up to meet her eyes.
"Two whiskey on the rocks please." The bartender, ran her tongue along her teeth as she stared at Bucky before nodding, turning around to prepare the boys' drinks. "Dude, she was totally checking you out!" Sam whispered, nudging Bucky's shoulder. Bucky smirked and rolled his eyes, sending Sam a cocky look. "But you already knew that." Sam chuckled, nodding his head.
"Here you go, boys." The bartender sat the drinks down, taking Sam's card for payment. "Will that be all?" After their nod, she waltzed over to another man who was ordering a drink, Bucky watched her ass as she left.
"Careful, man. She looks like a handful." Bucky snickered, keeping her eyes on her curves.
"Yes, it does." Sam looked to Bucky before letting out a bellowed laugh.
"Man, you're a disgrace." Sam muttered, turning to face the crowded dancefloor. He caught eyes with a woman who winked at him. "My turn." He chuckled, smacking Bucky's arm and heading toward where the woman was ogling him.
"Ditched already? That has to be some sort of record." The woman said, making Bucky look up from his drink. Her eyes were bright and ringed in black liner that made them look like they were glowing.
"Eh, I'd call it a win, honestly." Bucky laughed, swirling the remainder of the whiskey in his glass before downing it.
"Top up?" Bucky nodded, leaning back in his chair as the bartender leaned forward and filled his glass. "Well, your friends in luck. She's in here every Friday and never leaves alone." Bucky chuckled, looking over his shoulder to Sam as he was surrounded in women. "Not a dancer..." She trailed off, waiting for Bucky to fill in him name.
"Bucky and no, I'm not." She nodded, pursing her lips.
"Well, Bucky, I'm YN." YN smirked, dragging her eyes over Bucky's sharp features.
"Good to know." Bucky returned the smirk with one of his own, cocking his head.
"Oi, quit flirting and come fill up my glass woman!" YN shook her head with an eye roll, winking at Bucky.
The brunette man watched YN slink to the other end of the bar and cross her arms. Her face crumpling into a frown as the man leaned forward and tipped the remainder of his drink over. He watched her point to the door, her stance becoming defensive. Bucky noticed her hand sneak under the bar and grab something, but the man stumbled away before she pulled it out, YN watching him go with an upturned nose and a raised eyebrow. Bucky smirked, resting his arms on the bar.
He spent the rest of the evening chatting with YN in between her customers, the continuous flow of alcohol doing nothing for Bucky due to the super soldier serum. YN didn't notice, downing her own shots with him.
"You think your friend's alright? He looks a little overwhelmed." YN snickered, nodding her head toward Sam. Bucky looked over his shoulder, covering his laugh with his hand as he sat in a booth with at least seven women. "I guess being Captain America has it's perks, huh?"
Bucky swung his head toward the woman who poked the corner of her mouth with her tongue. "What?"
"What?" YN countered, smiling slightly as she leant forward. "You think I didn't recognize the two of you as soon as you stepped into my bar?" Bucky let out a breathy laugh, nodding his head.
"Wait, your bar?" YN nodded, picking up a glass to polish. "You own this place?"
"Yeah, my father left it to me. Hated it at first, but it's grown on me." Bucky cocked his head, staring at YN as she turned around to place down the glass and pick up another. "Been running this place since I was 19."
"Is that even legal?" Bucky laughed, sipping from his drink.
"Why? Going to arrest me, Sargent?" Bucky's mouth fell open at the statement, YN calling him by his military title making his stomach tighten and his pants grow embarrassingly tight.
"That depends if you need to be restrained?" YN bit her lip, a smile pulling at the edges of her mouth.
"I like the sound of that." She whispered, leaning forward on the bar, letting Bucky get a good view of her cleavage that stuck out of her tank top.
"What time does this place close?" Bucky smirked, lifting his drink to take a long sip.
"Three." YN responded, cocking a brow. Bucky looked at the time, 1:30am. "Think you can stick around, Sarge?"
"What's in it for me?" He asked, finishing his drink as YN brought the bottle of whiskey out to fill up his glass. Once it was full, YN swirled what was left of the bottle around, cocking her head innocently.
"Stick around and you'll find out." She winked, bringing the bottle to her lips and downing the rest of the alcohol while keeping eye contact with the brunette super soldier. Bucky licked his lip, following it with his teeth as YN swung her hips as she walked to the other side of the bar, refilling a woman's drink.
"Hey, man. I think I'm going to head." Bucky turned around to face a grinning Sam, his arms around two girls. Bucky eyed them as they smiled at him, looking quite content being tucked under Sam's arms.
"Alright, buddy." Bucky snickered, nodding his head. "Have fun."
"Hey, take that bartender on a date. She clearly wants you!" Sam called as the women dragged him out of the bar.
"Wise advice." Bucky spun around to face a chuckling YN who was polishing another glass.
"I agree." Bucky laughed, looking down to avoid YN's hot stare.
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"I'll just lock up and meet you outside." YN had said after the last person had left the bar. It had been nearly fifteen minutes and Bucky was beginning to get worried for the woman as she had yet to emerge from the dark building.
He opened the door quietly, slinking through and looking around the empty room. He walked behind the bar, frowning as he saw no sign of her.
Just as he was about to call out, a bat flew toward him, making him stick out a hand to catch it and push it away, spinning and pinning his attacker against the wall. "Holy shit, what the fuck are you doing?"
"YN? What the fuck are you attacking me with a bat for?" YN snickered, dropping the bat to the ground, remaining pinned against the wall.
"Well, when I hear someone scurrying through my bar, I tend to attack first ask questions later." She raised a brow, smiling slightly.
Bucky grew aware of their position, his breath catching in his throat. YN breathed out, the action causing Bucky to move forward, pressing his body along the length of hers. YN groaned as Bucky slipped a leg between YN's thighs, letting her rub along it.
"Have you-" YN nodded, falling forward and connecting their lips and she rutted down on his thigh making Bucky groan into her mouth. YN opened her mouth, letting Bucky roll his tongue against hers.
Sliding his hands down the expanse of YN's torso and over her hips, Bucky lifted YN up by her thighs, pushing her further into the wall as she moaned. Fumbling with the button on her jeans, YN laughed at Bucky's failed attempts.
"My office." YN muttered, lowering her head to suck marks onto Bucky's neck. Bucky groaned, pulling YN off the wall and stumbling into her office. YN stuck a hand behind her, swiping off some paperwork as Bucky sat her down, pushing her back standing between her thighs.
"Are you sure?" YN arched her back as Bucky leant down over her, an unwrapped condom hanging from between his teeth.
"Get down here and kiss me." YN demanded, grabbing Bucky by his shirt as he laughed, obliging her request.