Bucky carefully assisted Tony in disconnecting Y/N from the intricate array of machinery that had been monitoring her during the tests. With each cable unplugged, Y/N felt a sense of liberation, as if she were shedding the weight of uncertainty and anticipation that had been pressing down on her shoulders.
Tony glanced over the data displayed on the monitors one last time, his brow furrowed in concentration. "It'll take a few hours to analyze all the results," he stated, his voice echoing with a mixture of excitement and determination. "In the meantime, why don't you two take a break? Clear your heads."
Bucky turned towards Y/N with an eager glint in his eyes, a silent invitation to escape the confines of the lab and embrace the freedom of the outside world. "How about it? We could use a breather."
Y/N nodded enthusiastically, the prospect of a respite from the sterile confines of the lab filling her with a renewed sense of energy. "Sounds like a plan."
They made their way through the labyrinthine corridors of the Avengers Tower, eventually arriving at the expansive garage that housed an impressive collection of vehicles. Bucky gestured towards the eclectic assortment of cars, offering Y/N the freedom to choose their mode of transportation.
Y/N's eyes roamed over the vintage vehicles, her gaze lingering on a beautifully restored Fiat from the 1940s. Its sleek lines and timeless elegance called out to her, stirring a sense of nostalgia for a bygone era.
"This one," she declared with a smile, her voice tinged with excitement as she pointed towards the Fiat.
Bucky grinned at her choice, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he moved to open the passenger door for her, a chivalrous gesture that sent a flutter of warmth through Y/N's chest. With a graceful flourish, he extended his hand, offering her the opportunity to step into the past and embark on a journey of discovery.
Once they were both settled inside the car, Bucky started the engine with a satisfying roar, the sound reverberating through the cavernous garage. As they pulled out onto the open road, the rhythmic hum of the engine serving as a soothing backdrop to their journey, Y/N felt a sense of liberation wash over her.
The wind tousled her hair as they sped along the winding roads, the landscape unfolding before them like a canvas painted with hues of gold and crimson. Y/N couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the world around her, the vibrant colors and crisp air invigorating her senses.
But amidst the breathtaking scenery, there was an undeniable tension simmering between Bucky and Y/N, a silent undercurrent of longing and desire that pulsed beneath the surface. With each passing mile, the space between them seemed to shrink, until they were enveloped in a cocoon of shared intimacy and unspoken yearning.
Y/N's heart raced as she felt Bucky's hand on her thigh, the touch sending a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins. She sucked in a sharp breath, her skin tingling with anticipation as she turned to meet his gaze, her eyes sparkling with unspoken desire.
Bucky seemed lost in thought, his focus fixed on the road ahead as he unconsciously inched his hand higher up her thigh, his touch igniting a firestorm of sensation within her. Y/N's pulse quickened as she felt the heat pooling between her legs, her body craving the intoxicating rush of pleasure that only Bucky could provide.
Unable to resist the magnetic pull between them any longer and since they were at a red light this would be the perfect time to do what she's been wanting to do since day one. Y/N leaned in close, her lips brushing against Bucky's in a tender caress that ignited a blaze of passion between them. Bucky responded eagerly, his mouth capturing hers in a searing kiss that left them both breathless and wanting more.
But as quickly as it had begun, they pulled away, the reality of their situation crashing down around them like a wave crashing against the shore. They exchanged a lingering glance, a silent exchange of longing and regret that spoke volumes without a single word being uttered.
Clearing his throat, Bucky shifted his focus back to the road, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly as they continued their drive in a heavy silence that hung between them like a shroud. But despite their best efforts to act like nothing had happened, the tension between them lingered, thick and palpable in the air.
When they finally arrived back at the Avengers Tower, they were met by Tony, who awaited them with a sense of anticipation that mirrored the gravity of the situation at hand. He held the results of Y/N's tests in his hands, his expression serious as he gestured for them to follow him back to the lab.
"We've got some important information to discuss," Tony announced, his voice tinged with urgency as he led them into the lab.
Once they were all gathered around the monitors, Tony wasted no time in delivering the news. "According to the test results, Y/N is stronger than any of us combined," he declared, his tone filled with awe and admiration.
Y/N's eyes widened in shock, her mind reeling at the magnitude of the revelation. Stronger than Wanda Maximoff? Stronger than Vision himself? It was almost too much to comprehend, a realization that sent a shiver of excitement coursing through her veins.
Bucky glanced at Y/N, a sense of pride swelling in his chest at the realization of just how remarkable she truly was. And as he reached out to squeeze her hand, a silent gesture of support and solidarity, he couldn't help but feel a renewed sense of hope for the future. Together, they would face whatever challenges came their way, stronger and more united than ever before.
The walk back to Y/N's room was shrouded in a heavy silence that hung between them like a thick fog, enveloping them in its suffocating embrace. Each step felt weighted with unspoken tension, the air crackling with the electricity of unresolved desire.
Bucky couldn't shake the memory of their kiss, the taste of Y/N's lips lingering on his own like a sweet intoxication. His mind raced with thoughts of the warmth and passion they had shared, the firestorm of sensation that had ignited between them with just a simple touch.
Y/N, too, was consumed by thoughts of their kiss, her mind awash with memories of the overwhelming desire that had coursed through her veins at the feel of Bucky's hands on her skin. She couldn't shake the memory of the heat pooling between her thighs, the undeniable fireworks that had erupted between them with just a single touch.
As they walked, Bucky found himself stealing glances at Y/N, unable to tear his gaze away from the captivating beauty that seemed to radiate from her every pore. He was mesmerized by the way her hair cascaded in soft waves around her shoulders, the way her eyes sparkled with a mixture of uncertainty and longing.
Y/N noticed Bucky's lingering gaze and felt her heart flutter in response, a rush of warmth flooding her veins at the realization that he couldn't take his eyes off her. With each passing moment, the silence between them grew louder, echoing with the unspoken words and desires that hung heavy in the air.
Finally, unable to bear the weight of the silence any longer, Y/N came to a stop, conveniently positioning herself right in front of Bucky's bedroom door. She turned to face him, her heart pounding in her chest as she stumbled over her words.
"Can we talk about what happened?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper as she met Bucky's gaze head-on.
Bucky's heart leaped in his chest at the sound of her voice, his mind racing with a million thoughts and emotions. He couldn't tear his gaze away from her, his admiration and longing evident in the depths of his stormy blue eyes.
For a moment, they stood there, suspended in time, the world around them fading into insignificance as they were consumed by the intensity of their shared connection. And then, without a word, Bucky reached out and gently cupped Y/N's face in his hands, his touch tender yet possessive.
Before Y/N could react, Bucky pressed her back against the wall with a sudden urgency, his lips crashing down on hers in a searing kiss that ignited a firestorm of passion between them. Y/N melted into his embrace, her hands tangling in his hair as she eagerly returned his kiss with equal fervor.
In that moment, all the walls they had built around their hearts came crashing down, leaving them vulnerable and exposed to the raw intensity of their shared desire. Their lips moved together in a dance as old as time, each touch igniting a flame that threatened to consume them both.
But just as quickly as it had begun, Bucky pulled away, his chest heaving with exertion as he gazed down at Y/N with a mixture of adoration and longing. They stood there, locked in a silent embrace, their breaths mingling in the air as they struggled to catch their breath.
"I'm sorry," Bucky whispered, his voice laced with regret as he brushed a stray lock of hair from Y/N's flushed cheeks. "I shouldn't have-"
But before he could finish his sentence, Y/N silenced him with a gentle touch of her finger against his lips, her eyes shining with a mixture of affection and desire.
"Don't be sorry," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. "I wanted it too." Y/N leaned into Bucky again connecting their lips and in one smooth motion he had her legs wrapped around his waist and his bedroom door open.
Their lips still connected, Y/N used her powers to shut and lock Bucky's bedroom door, sealing them in a world of their own making. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she grazed her teeth against his bottom lip, eliciting a low grunt of pleasure from Bucky.
"If you keep doing that, doll, I'm gonna lose my mind," Bucky muttered, his voice thick with desire as he struggled to catch his breath.
But Y/N had no intention of stopping now. With a devilish grin, she leaned in closer, her lips tantalizingly close to his as she continued her playful assault. Sensing his growing need, she decided to up the ante, sinking her teeth into his bottom lip with just the right amount of pressure to send a shiver of pleasure coursing through his body.
"F-fuck," Bucky moaned into her mouth, his voice laced with need and desire. "What are you doing to me.." he breathed, trailing kisses down her neck as he lowered her onto his bed with a gentleness that belied the intensity of their passion.
Feeling her arousal soaking her panties, Y/N couldn't suppress the desperate urge for some kind of friction, some kind of release from the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. With each passing moment, her mind raced with thoughts of all the dirty positions Bucky would undoubtedly put her in, igniting a firestorm of desire that threatened to consume her whole.
Lost in the heady haze of their shared desire, Y/N was so focused on the sight of Bucky's handsome face and hungry eyes that she didn't even realize he was stripping naked before her, his cock springing free from the confines of his boxers with a tantalizing promise of pleasure.
Her breath caught in her throat at the sight of him, his body glistening with a sheen of sweat as he hovered over her with a hunger that mirrored her own. With a desperate need for his touch, she reached out to him, her fingers tracing the lines of his chest with a reverence that bordered on worship.
Bucky groaned at the feel of her touch, his hands roaming eagerly over her body as he began unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans. Pulling them down her legs and throwing them across the room he licked his lips as he looked down and saw the pool of moisture between her thighs soaked into her panties. "So wet for me doll, I would love to taste you." Bucky confessed.
Without a word, Bucky lowered his mouth to her thighs his kisses hungry and demanding as he sought to claim her in every way possible. Looking up to her for approval she nodded her head. "Tell me what you want doll." He spoke with a heavy voice of hunger and desperation. "I want you." Y/N confessed. "Specific, where do you want me." Bucky urged her. Waiting for her response he started kissing her inner thighs nipping at her panties. Growing impatient he shoved his nose in between her legs breathing in deeply. "Tell me where you want me." Bucky growled. "I- I want you to taste me." She said blushing covering her face with her hands.
Bucky hummed against her sending vibrations from her hips to her head. He slowly pulled her panties down her legs and threw them to the ground with the jeans. Looking up at her one last time he smiled. "Don't be shy sweetheart."
Just as he was about to connect his lips to her hot skin a knock at the door startled them both. "Meeting. Now." Tony's voice shouted from behind the door. "Jesus fucking Christ Tony." Bucky groaned. Looking up at you he noticed you looked drunk in ecstasy. He doesn't think twice as he connects his lips to your hot core. Licking up and down as his tongue swirls around your swollen clit. "We're going to have to make this fast doll." Y/N began moaning feeling the familiar not building inside of her. The world around her began spinning. Her eyes closing trying to find something to anchor her. She felt as if she was floating.
Not wasting any time Bucky inserted two fingers inside of her pumping at a speed that had her legs shaking. " B-bucky.. I'm gonna.. " she couldn't even finish her sentence as a tsunami of pleasure washed over her. " That's it baby girl cum for me. Cum on my fucking mouth. " Bucky commanded. And just like that she was arriving mess and just like that she was a wiggling mess. She kept playing his words over and over in her head "Cum on my fucking mouth.." and she did just that. Cumming around his mouth and fingers she arched her back throwing her head into the pillows hands gripping his hair. Her legs began to shake and she finally felt the release she so deserved.
Not wasting any time Bucky detached himself throwing his clothes on quickly and running to the bathroom to get a warm wash rag. "Here doll let me clean you up and then we got to get our asses up to that meeting before Tony suspects anything." He said giggling seeing that you were still trying to catch your breath and wrap thier heads around what just happened. "Thank you.." she spoke gently. "Anything for you doll just promise me one thing." He asked. "Promise me you'll come back tonight so we can finish what we started." She looked at him with such adoration. Little does he know she is a virgin. This was the first time she's ever been touched. "Just tell me the time and I'll be here." She said smiling.
As they both got dressed they couldn't help but giggle. Remembering each moment throughout the last few days of them knowing each other. All the stolen glances. All the gentle touches. And now all the moans.