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Chapters: 10/10 Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Original Female Character(s) Characters: James "Bucky" Barnes, Bucky, Steve Rogers, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Natasha Romanov (Marvel), John Walker (Marvel) Additional Tags: mafia, Violence, Canon-Typical Violence, Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, Sexual Content, Past Relationship(s), Past Abuse, Manipulation, Stalking, unknown to character stalking, Animal Abuse, the abuser is dealth wih quickly, let me know if I need to make or change tags, Miscarriage, Mentions of miscarriage, Unprotected Sex, Intentional Impregnation, Unplanned Pregnancy, Alternate Universe - Mob, Mob AU, Mob Boss Bucky Barnes, mob, mob bucky barnes, Obsessive Behavior, Obsession, Possessive Behavior Summary:

Bucky runs New York and no one refuses a thank you from him. Until Lotus moves to the city. Yes, she is new to the area -he will let her have that first mess up. However, after enough time for people to fill her ears with the various "rumors" of what he has done and how their are no limitations to what he will do. She still refuses him. Bucky needs a strong willed woman like Lotus and he will have her. He will have her come to him willingly, because a smile such as hers is only beautiful when sincere.

Author Note- It has been a long while since an update on this! I hope you all enjoy.

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To have Bucky addicted to Lotus was beneficial because she has not felt the need to touch herself for the past week. She did try, but it was not the same and her swollen clit couldn’t handle being touched again. She knew then that her body was addicted to Bucky, addicted to his touch-he was the fix to the addiction as he predicted. Thankfully the solution came to her, stopping at her office-at work for a taste or more. Lotus wasn’t sure her body could handle another orgasm, especially with how he pulled them from her body at his own will. Her clit was always in a state of arousal and swollen enough that she felt it rubbing along her panties when she walked.

Her panties were ruined, drenched with her slick with a simple thought of him, then when he was near… It was as if a dam broke loose because her body wanted and waited for him. Every time her office door would be shut her core pulsed in anticipation.

Lotus did notice when she would scrape her nails along his skin he went crazed or even said his name. She lived for working him up now. The sex was more intense and he rushed her to completion when he was in a craze. He was always worried about her pleasure, putting her first and he demanded her to come at the same time that he did, apparently loving the way she made his cock feel as her body tensed and her core spasmed tightly.

Also for Lotus, the feeling of coming with him at the same time felt special in some sort of emotional way. Like they were truly together, enjoying each other beyond words could explain.

She enjoyed being with him, even now as everyone sat at his V.I.P. booth overlooking the stage at Tiered Entertainment. He bought her the best steak they had and at this point a few drinks. She looked at Jenna who was smiling at Steve, who was telling a story of his younger days of never running from a fight-sometimes causing trouble for Bucky.

Lotus could tell Jenna was being a little different, more outspoken and cheerful since the second night of her being with Steve. Lotus was not sure if it was going to be a good thing or a disaster at the end of their fling. Even now, as she watched Steve smile, talking in Jenna’s ear that made her giggle and blush.

Steve seemed no different, the only thing that changed when Jenna was near him was that there was more security.

Jenna was blossoming into something wonderful though, while it made Lotus happy it also terrified her about the potential wreckage at the end.

However, right now Lotus tried to see how happy, more outspoken, and also strangely able to talk about sex she was… Lotus was blatantly shocked when the shy sweet girl admitted some of the things that Steve did to her. Lotus was surprised by the things that Jenna liked, but she explained that she trusted Steve. He always talked to her about things before, the first time Lotus even heard about the concept of safewords. The thought of not listening to common things such as “no” and “stop” and “ow” was a special kind of unnerving about this relationship between her friend and a dangerous man.

No matter how Lotus tried to get more explanations… Jenna was happy because she had choices with Steve, and with those choices came a special trust.

Tracy, Nicole, and Lotus have been trying to calm Jenna down from running into a relationship with him, it had only been a week and she was discussing how -and if- she should talk to Steve about spending Thanksgiving together. She was worried about spending a holiday without a partner, Lotus proudly stated that being single had its advantages but then Jenna knowing she couldn’t afford to pay bills without Tyler put a damper on things…

With the talk of Lotus being ‘single’ came to the others seeing little things about Lotus changing slightly too. Her coworkers noticed Bucky was in her office, she goes on longer lunch breaks now and she looks like she went through a running marathon when she returns.

They were too observant for Lotus’ embarrassment.

Lotus noticed, not only the addiction to Bucky, but her emotions growing for him even more. He made her feel like a priority -during sex and even times like now when he asked her if she wanted more to eat or a drink. Her friends pointed out how much of a gentleman he was to her too.

Lotus shook her head with a smile that formed when Tracy smiled at her, “I’m okay, I don’t think I could handle anymore. I also need to get down there, Danny might have my head if I’m late.”

Bucky smiled at her, “I am looking forward to your performance tonight.”

Lotus felt her lips pull into a smile, it was like he was her number one fan. Supporting her in everything, building her up, making sure her needs were met. Even when she was being rude to him, he seemed to enjoy it because he would pick at her back and the banter would continue.

Her songs tonight were, Use Somebody and Stay With Me. They felt appropriate for her life. Wanting to be noticed by Bucky and simultaneously feeling like she is not good enough for someone like him. Then, the other song, it was clear they were just fucking, but she wanted him to stay with her. She knew he would but she didn’t know how to ask. Her feelings of liking him and the attention he gave her, something about knowing he was dangerous gave her hesitation but she never saw that part of him, personally. Sometimes when he would not deflect rumors she wanted nothing to do with him.

Maybe in a way, she was singing Bucky's thoughts to her.

When she worked her way back, Bucky was at the stairs. “I love watching you perform.”

Lotus smiled, “Thank you. Can I go up now?”

Bucky only looked down at her, still blocking the stairs. “I want to take you home tonight.”

She looked at him oddly. “Bucky. We just had sex like.. four hours ago.”

“Are you sore?”

“Not really, but how do you want sex? Again.”

Bucky smiled softly, gliding down the stairs, hand reaching out to put hair behind her ear. Then holding her cheek gently, the other hand matching the gentle touch. “Lotus. I’m addicted to you. I want you even when we part ways. I want to hear those beautiful sounds you make all the time. I think about your taste and smell all damn day. You are the best partner I have had.”

Lotus huffed with a smile, “I’m not your partner.” Her hands went to his.

“I don’t want to call you anything else. Sex with you is special to me. You are not a booty call, I don’t want to call you my fuck buddy -Nothing else other than partner makes sense to me because you are more special than those nonsense labels.”

Lotus looked in his eyes with awe… How did he manage to make her feel so good and special with his words of admiration and praise? Until Bucky, she didn’t realize how good she could feel from praise. Even as he mixed in some filthy words with a “good girl” made her feel great. He was never short of praise for her…

Bucky leaned in for a kiss and Lotus didn’t stop him, eager for more of his touch. His lips, everything of his seemed to meld perfectly to her. Every time they touched she got this overwhelming sensation of belonging to him, him being hers, like they were made for the other. Her hands went to his chest, clutching onto his jacket. He parted slightly, looking at her closely and Lotus could only stare back as she breathed him in, breath minty from the toothpick he had in his mouth a few minutes ago.

“Come home with me.”

Lotus nodded, softly mumbling, “okay.”

He smiled before kissing her passionately, lips frantically molding with hers as his tongue tasted her. He moaned as he parted, grabbing her hand, “let’s go.”

Lotus let him pull her to the back entrance, the cold air reminding her that she forgot her jacket. She pulled back, “My jacket… And my purse.”

Bucky sighed, “I will get it to the house. I’ll turn the heat up in the car for you.”

Lotus looked back at the door, thinking about getting her jacket and also needing to face her friends to say she was leaving with Bucky… She sighed, feeling a little anxious for leaving important things behind, pulling her hand free. “I’ll be back.”

She heard Bucky tell someone to have a car ready before following her back into the building. A band playing now, the same one that wanted Lotus to do a few songs together in the future. They were not bad, pretty good actually and also only playing for tips.

As she walked through people on the lower floor and went up to the table she was at previously. The special, expensive V.I.P. all needs met by a personal team of servers that lingered near their table. Gosh if that was a simple place, what would her life be like? Thinking about how she needed to clean her apartment, still go through some boxes and the damn laundry and dishes piling up again. Probably all of that would be handled by someone else and she could live her life. Maybe make music like she once did in school, get her hobby back. She entertained the idea of maybe even vacations that she could go on with Bucky.

Tracy asked when Lotus picked up her jacket and purse, “are you leaving?”

“Yeah. I’ll see you in a few days, unless you want to hang out after you are all off?”

Jenna shrugged, “Maybe we could go get our nails done again?”

Lotus looked at hers, seeing her natural nail showing and knew that the nails would need filled. “I’m not sure if I want them anymore. They sometimes make things more difficult. I’ll let you know, okay?”

Jenna smiled, “enjoy your days off.”

Nicole said suggestively, “yeah… Enjoy your days off.” She winked and smiled at her.

Lotus gave Nicole a look to behave. While yes, Lotus had the next two days of she was not planning on being with Bucky the whole time. She had things she needed to deal with in her apartment. “I’ll talk to you all later.”

Lotus turned to Bucky who was typing on his phone. He put it away and looked at her with a smile, “ready to leave?”

Lotus nodded, walking past him. His hand found her lower back as they walked to the back entrance, a car waiting for them. He walked her to the back door, opening it for her and closing it as well, walking to the otherside to join her in the backseat. He looked at her, then her hand.

He held onto her hand, looking at her nails, “I’ll pay for your nails to get done every week.”

Lotus laughed, “I honestly want them ripped off. And I don’t think your back can handle anymore.”

“You let me worry about my back. And no. You are not ripping these off. That would hurt an incredible amount.”

Lotus laughed, “Bucky-”

“Do you like having your nails done?”

“Well, yes but as I said they do make some tasks more difficult. When I do surgeries they make things harder.”

Bucky hummed… “What if I arrange for a job change for you?”

Lotus gave him a look of disbelief, “you can’t do that.”

He smiled at her. “I absolutely can.”

Lotus pulled her hand away from him. “And what would that change be?”

��Nathan says you are an excellent leader, I could persuade him to let you be more of a manager, a trainer for new veterinarians. Even Nathan could use the help to take some breaks.”

“You talk to Nathan?”

“Of course, I need to know how much to donate.”

Lotus nodded in thought… “I guess that’s fair.”

Bucky offered again, “Do you want a promotion?” “Is that a serious offer?”

“Nathan even thinks it could work. He said so himself, that he needs the extra help-asked me for a little more of a donation to hire another person to be incharge.”

Lotus mused it over… “I’ll think about it. And talk to Nathan myself.”

Bucky asked, “Do you want cash or a card for your nails to get done tomorrow? I’ll give you plenty for you and your friends.”

Lotus once again looked at him odd. “I don’t think we really need your money.” “I want to give it to you. I have so much money I don’t know what to do with most of it. Besides, I really love your nails done, it makes your hands more desirable. Like they are dressed up and spoiled as they should be.” Bucky pulled his phone out, typing a message. “I’m booking you and your friends for an appointment at a place I’ve heard only good things about.”

Lotus quickly tried to get his phone, “don’t do that.”

Bucky easily kept her away from his phone. “You deserve the time to relax. A spa day will be great for you.” Lotus asked frantically, “spa day?”

“Yes, Flower, they offer all kinds of services, massages, beauty make overs, skin care, they have a sauna, you could participate in yoga and meditation. You will love it.” “I don’t want that.”

“Regardless,” Bucky smiled as he hit the send button, “the reservations will be made. So don’t waste it. There is a no show charge for reservations made.”

Lotus sat back in her seat with a groan… “you are an asshole.”

“Flower, I just gave you an opportunity for a wonderful experience. I think it will benefit everyone if you were not such an insufferable brat for a few days.” “Excuse you?!”

“I think relaxation could help you. Maybe some meditation will help you with your angry outburst and help you realize that I am not an asshole. That I am a very kind and generous person.”

“Why do this stuff?”

“Provide for you? Simply because I want you to have the best.”

Lotus huffed softly because he said it all without hesitation. There was no reason to doubt him. “Do I owe you anything?”

“No. If I do anything for you without a deal struck I do not expect anything.”

“You are sure?”

“Without a doubt. You have made it clear you never want to owe me anything.”

“I did…”

Lotus looked at him for a moment, pondering what he said with such honesty that she truly believed him.

The car stopped and Lotus looked at the familiar skyscraper. She was about to open her door but the realization hit that she was with Bucky and agreed to go to his place tonight. Then there stood Bucky, hand offered to help her out and she took it. He helped her up gentlemanly… No sexual touching and went to the kitchen asking if she wanted anything as he got himself water.

“I would like a water I suppose.”

“Good choice.” He poured her a glass as well. Handing it to her with care, caressing her hand. “I am glad you came with me.”

“I was under the impression we were going to…”

“Have sex? I plan on that. I just want you hydrated first.”

Lotus chuckled. “Planning to fuck me to sleep?”

“If that’s what you want.”

Lotus gulped her water down. “I could use some sleep.”

Bucky laughed, taking her empty glass and filling it again. “How about you take this with you when you need a break.”

She laughed for a moment, taking the glass from him. Letting him take her hand and leading her to the bedroom. It was a gentle hold, eager but caring.

“Why are you holding my hand?”

“I don’t want you to get lost again.”

She laughed so much Bucky took her drink from her to set on the end table. She rubbed her stomach for a moment, then screeched as he lifted her with ease and set her on the bed. She heard his laughter because she pulled him down with her from thrashing in panic. His head was beside her ear and his laughter was beautiful.

“Flower… You can’t move like that.” He moved about to hold himself off of her.

She found herself laughing with him again. “You picked me up! How else should I have reacted?”

“I wasn't going to let you lay on the ground in a fit of hysterics. I wanted you on my bed.” He smiled as he moved hair out of her face from all the erratic movements. “You are absolutely astonishing…”

Lotus’ nerves made her laugh. “You are so full of compliments.”

A smile pulled his lips and there was a sparkle in them… “Do you want me to tell you how bad you are?”

Lotus' face fell in shock. “What?”

“You are mouthy…” and he leaned down to place a kiss on her lips. Seeming to get lost in the kiss himself. He hummed pleased after a moment, placing a chaste kiss on her lips before looking at her.

Silence took control of the room as they stared at each other, breathing in the other’s breath.

Lotus smiled at his lack of words. “Is that the only thing you don’t like?”

He leaned down and captured her lips. “You are a brat.”

Lotus laughed as he kept kissing over her face when her lips were not kissable at the moment. “That’s it?”

“Stubborn.”

Lotus grinned, letting him kiss her lips for a moment. “You are just now noticing?” She gave him a toothy grin.

“I have been aware of your independence the moment I laid my eyes on you, Lotus…”

Bucky stared at her as he placed his hand on her stomach, then slowly trailed down between her thighs.

“I’m sure you have been drenched all night. Shh… Don’t argue. I know how soaked your panties have been everytime I take them off of you.. In your office, at your job.”

Lotus made a noise in her throat as his hand pressed firmly on her, the seam of her jeans finding her swollen clit.

“I bet your clit can’t take much more… The blessed thing has been getting a lot of attention in the past week.”

Lotus hissed a brief, “Yes,” as he rubbed his hand firmly over it, she wasn’t sure if her body was reacting to get away or get closer.

There was a moment of relief as he undid her pants. He chuckled to himself. Grabbing her foot and discarding her shoes, “Lotus. You have me beyond addicted to you I forget the simplest thing as needing to take your shoes off before pants… Ridiculous. Such a spoiled brat like you, affecting a man like me this way.”

He stood up quickly, pulling her up quick enough for her head to get lightheaded. She held onto him for a moment.

“Has all the blood gathered in your pelvis, getting you ready to be stuffed like the good girl I know you can be?” He grabbed her chin, staring at her eyes, “Are you dumb already?”

Lotus glared at him, “I’m not dumb.”

He smiled, “There’s my girl. Now that you can think, undress yourself.”

Lotus stood in shock as he stepped back, undoing his tie quickly, and undoing his shirt with quick precision.

He looked at her with amusement. “Are you reliant on me to take your clothes? Or do you remember?”

Lotus huffed, taking off her shirt and set it on a chair. She began pulling her pants down…

Bucky hummed, “I always knew you had a nice ass. Appreciating it more will be a necessity.”

Lotus stepped out of her pants, turning around to face Bucky who was completely nude at this point. She looked down at the cock that she was mesmerized by.

“Lotus, my eyes are up here.”

Lotus felt herself heat up in embarrassment at the comment making him smile. Although being embarrassed, her eyes immediately sought his. He walked towards her, and she couldn’t stop herself from watching as his cock and balls moved as he came towards her. She looked up at him because his finger was under her chin.

“Are you addicted to me too?”

She swallowed, “N-no.”

“Have you been able to pleasure yourself?”

“You take care of that everyday.”

Lotus regretted her words when he smiled at her, should she have said that?

“I clearly have not done you right then.”

Lotus gasped as his mouth was on hers, tongue fighting for dominance easily won, his one hand went behind her and undid her bra with ease. He tugged her bra off of her, then pulled her close. Her breasts against his warm firm chest as his dick pressed against her belly.

She held onto his shoulders as her thoughts were non existent… except. She’s been the one taking all the pleasure and she wondered if she could give him some.

Her hands went down his chest, pressing for some space. He backed up a bit, looking down at her with questions on his face. The only time she has ever pushed him away was for him to stop. She looked at his eyes with the confidence she could gather. Her hands dragged down his chest, over the hard muscle of his abs, looking as her hands explored. Her fingers danced along the adonis belt, grabbing his cock. He was huge, her pussy told her that but with it in her hands she almost couldn’t touch her fingers together.

Bucky’s body reacted to the first touch by going slack for a moment. “Fuck me.”

Lotus looked to his face that was filled with relief, his hands held onto her hips. His eyes went between their bodies when she began stroking it. Her thumb gathered a drop of precum, using it as a way to rid the friction.

“Oh. Lotus. You don’t have to.”

She raised an eyebrow at him, “are you complaining?”

“Fuck no.” Then his eyes were on her hand struggling to wrap fully around him. “Damn you are doing so good.”

Lotus smiled, the praise doing wonders. Also noticing how filthy his mouth was becoming, she has never heard him swear so much. It had been so long since she had touched someone this way. His cock was leaking so much that it was a nice glide along his shaft… She looked up at his face for a moment wondering if a new position would look good from her knees. She kissed his shoulder, base of his neck and he pulled her closer by the hips. The precum getting on her skin as her hand struggled to pump him from how close they were.

She kissed lower, and lower.

Bucky’s breathing sped up. “You put your mouth on my cock and I might cum too fast.”

“Perfect. I want a taste.”

He sighed out a, “Fuck.”

Once she was on her knees she looked up at him and damn it felt good, he was just as attractive this way too. His cock in her still pumping hand had a small part to do with that too.

She looked at it, “I know I have a big mouth but I’m not sure in this way.”

Bucky stated, “Just don't bite off what you can’t handle.”

Lotus grinned up at him, “you want me to bite?” She clinked her teeth together.

He moved back for a moment but Lotus literally had him at the dick. She grinned as she leaned forward baring her teeth.

He warned her, “don’t”

She laughed at how worried he looked. “I won’t bite you… Hard.”

His hand went to her hair. “Flower… you bite me, you will kiss it till it heals. Understand?”

Lotus laughed tugging a little rougher, “Wouldn’t help if it's detached.”

Bucky glared at her and she grinned at him the biggest she could to show her teeth.

He sighed, “How about you be a good girl, put your lips over your teeth, and put my cock in your mouth. If you are good, I’ll reward you.”

“With a spa day?” Lotus laughed again, having to pause in stroking him.

“Good girls get to sleep in and wake up to a breakfast in bed. Maybe oral as she eats.”

Lotus let her laugh a little, that's persuasive enough. She still couldn’t stop from asking with a smile at him, “What do bad girls get?”

“No orgasms.”

She pouted, but did as she was told, for some strange reason she liked his instructions, lips wrapped around her teeth and took him into her mouth. As soon as his whole tip was in her mouth he moaned, even more as her tongue licked the ridge of his cock. She took as much as she could, knowing if she wanted to ever accomplish all of him fully it would take practice.

Her tongue tasted him as a bead of cum hit her tongue. Salty and potent and uniquely him.

She sucked on him while repeatedly stroking him with her tongue. Her hand handling the rest of him.

“You are doing great, sucking my cock so good. That tongue… Keep using it. Yes. Just like that.” Then a breathy loud moan escaped his mouth as his eyes closed in bliss, jaw slack as he moaned again.

Her hand pumped what her mouth couldn’t handle while the other massaged his heavy balls.

“You suck cock like such a good girl. It won’t take long for me to cum down that beautiful throat of yours. I wonder if you can handle all I have to offer… Just like that.. You look good on your knees. Even better with my cock in your mouth. -Gives your mouth a better thing to do than be a brat and mouth off to me.”

Lotus let her teeth graze his cock as she pulled him out of her mouth, feeling him tense. She smiled at her little victory before putting everything into making him come before he could comment on her teeth.

He moaned and moaned loudly. “Damn..” She felt his balls tighten, watched his muscles tense, she knew what was about to happen but he still tried to warn- “I’m coming. Oh such a good cock sucker… Did you swallow all of that?”

Lotus gasped in some air after swallowing most of it. “Good?” Her finger scooped the last bit off of her chin to stick it in her mouth.

A strong sigh left his mouth as he watched her, “Perfect.” He smiled, grabbing her hands and pulling her up. “I think it is my turn or are you wet enough for me to fuck you now?” His hand went to her soaked panties, slipping fingers around them to gather some of her. He held her steady as she felt her knees give out from the pleasure of a simple touch.

“I think you are ready… Or do you want my tongue?” He pulled his fingers from her, sucking on each one, waiting for her. “You taste exquisite.”

Lotus replied, “I just want my orgasms.”

He smiled, “I know I can handle that.”

He picked her up by her ass and she instinctively wrapped herself around him. She moaned as he ground into her as he walked. She kissed his neck, holding onto him as he took them across the bed. He laid down on her, the weight comfortable and welcome. He kissed her, leaving her breathless as he moved down her body. His teeth caught her underwear, pulling them down and down until he threw them across the room.

He pushed on her knees to open her wide as he always did before. He sighed, “as much as I want my cock in you-I need to taste you right now.” His eyes met hers, “The longer you keep your legs open the more orgasms you get from my mouth.”

Lotus gasped as his mouth was quickly on her lips. As he always did, he took her lips into his mouth and she couldn’t handle the flicks of her clit. She let herself moan shamelessly, enjoying how much noise she could make and express her pleasure without worrying about anyone finding her with him between her legs. Receiving oral from Bucky was the best she's ever had. She believed him now, everytime he said he was addicted to her because of the way he loved to taste her, eating her out like it was the last meal he would ever have.

He sucked on her swollen clit and it had her react in a way to get away from him from the overly pleasurable feeling. She cried out in shock, her legs clamping around his head.

“Too much!” She felt tears in her eyes from how much pain came from such extreme pleasure.

Bucky sat back, looking offended. “Lotus… you interrupted my meal.”

Lotus' body shook in anticipation of him returning. She put a hand over her sex, “No more oral.”

Bucky exhaled heavily… “I guess I can wait until next time.”

Lotus laughed to herself, thinking of his addiction as he kissed up her body, still trying to taste her somehow.

“Lotus… You need to remove your hand so I can put my cock in you.”

She then felt his dick rubbing against her hand that was still holding onto her sex. She swollowed, ready to be fucked by this insatiable man. She moved her hand, gripping his dick and guiding it into her. He groaned as he entered her, and she gasped wondering how he felt much bigger.

“You are so tight…” He groaned again. Moaning as he worked himself deeper.

She held onto his back, wrapping her legs around his waist. Moaning with him around kisses. His hands switched from touching, grabbing, massaging her and supporting himself. His lips brushed against her collar bone after giving her breasts amazing treatment.

“I like this.” He kissed her shoulder after moaning from a deep thrust and no doubt hitting her cervix. “Hearing you vocalize how good I make you feel.”

He then chose to moan in her ear, kissing her ear and then gently nipping it.

The sensation went straight down her back to her curling toes, accidently shivering through the whole experience and rubbing her clit against his pelvic bone. She moaned at that shock of pleasure laced with pain, coming harder than she ever has in her life.

Her body tensed completely, not even sure if there was a single muscle relaxed until her mind came back from a floating place of pure bliss and weightlessness. Her muscles relaxed and she fell limp from everything.

She felt Bucky’s lips brush against her neck as he moaned filthy praise, still rocking his hips into hers at a gentler pace.

She moved her head to kiss him, but mostly to take the attention off of her neck. No one has touched her neck in a long time, while his kisses felt good there was still panic in her mind.

He whispered after the kiss, “You came so hard I could barely move inside you. So tight and massaging my cock… I came too.” He kissed her lips with a heavy breath. “I need more of you.”

Lotus could only focus on her breath… Felling him still leisurely thrusting into her, still hard. “How are you still hard?”

He asked, “Are you complaining?”

“I… I guess I’m surprised.” Her fingers traced his hairline, feeling sweat on his skin.

“Real men stay hard as long as their woman wants. It also drastically helps that I love to experience you coming.”

She huffed in amusement. “The way your goal is to make me orgasm backs that fact up.”

“I want to make you come again. Think you can?”

Lotus noticed how limp her body was currently, how his hips stilled as he asked.

“I think I’ll take a water break.” She laughed at the odd request for a break. Before Bucky there were not breaks because by now they were done after receiving oral.

Bucky kissed her lips for a moment, watching as he cock slid from her.

She gasped at the sensation of being empty but also how much fluid came from her. She looked at him in shock then looked away in embarrassment as she squirmed at the feeling, closing her legs to trap some fluid.

Bucky moved from the bed, “I’ll grab a cloth.” He stopped for a moment, “Would you want a bath?”

Lotus stared at the ceiling, feeling some cramps settling in her back. “A bath sounds nice.”

She watched as Bucky walked to the bathroom, perfect ass flexing with each step… Then he was gone, the sound of water gathering in the tub, then he was back with a cloth.

She took it from him, not looking at him as she did her best to soak up what she could. He left her alone, claiming to get the bath ready. She sighed as she moved off the bed, keeping the cloth between her legs as she stood for a moment. The ache in her back wrapped around her pelvis to her lower belly… She sighed in relief at the thought of soaking in the massive tub…

Then saw Bucky dumping a few things and swirling them around. “Some special things to help with relaxation. Here.” he held out his hand, walking into the tub with her.

She sighed as the hot water greeted her feet.

Bucky asked cautiously, “Is it too hot?”

She sat down carefully, sighing once again as she went into the water up to her chin. She has never been in such a large tub before…

She heard him laugh a little, settling in next to her. “I assume good?”

She only hummed.

“I’ll let you relax for a moment then I’ll wash you.”

Keeping her head back and eyes closed, “I can wash myself.”

“I still want to wash you.”

Lotus opened her eyes to give him a disbelieving look. She then chuckled, “I don’t have my water.”

“Do you want champagne?”

Lotus sat up, “You have champagne in here?”

Bucky said nothing as he got out of the tub, dripping water everywhere as he walked back to the bedroom.

She cautiously called him, “Bucky?...”

She wondered what the hell he was doing… but decided to just relax her body. Absentmindedly rubbing her back from a dull ache there. She let out a long sigh as the hot water felt nice along with the little massage, maybe a spa day would be nice…

“Are you okay?”

Lotus jumped at hearing his voice. Standing by the tub, nude and still dripping water everywhere. “Where did you go?”

He held up the open bottle and two glasses. “I had to go to the bar.”

Lotus looked at him in disbelief, “You walked through your place dripping water everywhere?”

“It’s my place. I’ve been wanting to replace all the floors anyway.” He shrugged casually as if he was saying he wanted to change brands of paper towels. “Did I hurt you?” He handed Lotus a glass of champagne.

She took it hesitantly, “no. I don’t think so.”

“Why did you look in pain when I came back?”

“I don’t want to inflate your ego but that was easily the strongest orgasm of my life. Don’t smile.”

He got in the tub with grace, “of your life, yet.”

Lotus laughed sarcastically. “Because you think you can do better?”

“I always strive to outdo myself. I’m very competitive.”

Lotus looked at him with worry… “I don’t know..”

He touched her face, smiling, “I do not doubt my ability to learn everything about you to guarantee better orgasms every time.”

“You are going to break me.”

Bucky laughed, fully amused by her horror.

Lotus scoffed, drinking her alcohol. “Not funny.”

“The look on your face and the immediate response definitely was.” Amusement left his face as a soft smile took over, “Flower, I never want to hurt you or push you into things you don’t want to. Maybe… Maybe we should think about safe words.”

Lotus felt herself warm from the talk Jenna explained about such things. She swallowed a gulp, clearing her throat after that. “Uh.. Jenna told me about that.”

Bucky nodded in thought, “well, I want to talk to you about it. I want us to have our own conversation so we can have the same understanding. What Steve and her discussed could be different from our agreements.”

“We choose words we wouldn’t say otherwise as a firm no..?”

“Exactly. You say our word and I will stop no matter what is happening and we talk about what went wrong.”

“I don’t really understand why that’s needed. Can’t I just say no?”

Shrugging, “You could but I think it would help for more serious things. -Like you were clearly overstimulated earlier, you would have begged me to stop. With a safe word, I could continue up until the point you chose was far too much.”

“That was kind of painful…”

“Yes, it can be. But that last orgasm? Stronger because of the overstimulation. With your consent I would love to give you many more orgasms like that.”

Lotus sucked in air, “I- I think right now I like the simple no and stop.”

Bucky gave her a soft look of understanding. “Then that is fine with me. I want you to be comfortable, and most importantly to trust me.”

Lotus nibbled her lip… “I’ll think about the safe word thing…”

“That’s all I ask. Now. Are you ready to be washed?”

“I don’t bathe in tubs. Just relax.”

“Shall we go to the shower?”

“Have I been good enough for another reward?”

Bucky was up, setting both of their glasses on the table, and dragging her to the shower. She laughed, he turned the shower on before pulling her up. Her laughter was cut off by a moan as he pushed her against the cold wall. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding on as tightly as she could to not fall. He pressed into her with one stroke. She gasped and he moaned loudly. The found a rhythm with each other, moving together and reaching a quick release from how desperate they were and combined efforts. He pushed her firmly into the wall to hold her in place against him still. His forehead on hers, eyes locked with hers as they both caught their breath.

“I can’t get enough of you.”

She grimace, “I.. I’m sorry. I can’t.”

“Are you okay?”

“I feel really sore…”

He nodded, “Then you can rest while I give you a massage.”

Lotus looked at him confused… “Maybe I should just go home?”

“Nonsense. I want to care for you.”

He pulled his still erect cock from her and she grimaced… “I don’t want to burden you..” She was set down and she had to hold onto him from the discomfort shooting from her back to her legs. Her fingers holding tightly on his arms. “Sorry.”

Bucky reached over to shut the shower off. “Don’t apologize.”

“So much for fucking till I pass out.” She forced a laugh. “I’m still going to be touching you until you find your rest. I’m still happy.” He picked her up bridal style, setting her on the bench, grabbing a towel for her.

She dried herself sighed at how soft the towel was on her skin.

He moved to pick her up again and she stopped him, getting onto her feet. “I can walk.”

Bucky offered his hand for her to take and use for stability. Laying her on his side of the bed, massaging her back told her to keep quiet as she tried to protest with weak effort as soon as the touch felt amazing. He effectively made her relax as she fell asleep on the soft bed, warm blankets, his strong hands working her sore muscles… A final sigh left her mouth as she thought about how she could get used to this.

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Mr. & Mrs. Hunt (Chapter 5/7)

Mini-Series Summary: Two of the most stubborn people in the group partnered together for an undercover mission are also the two people with the most hatred for each other, so what could go wrong? Or is it, what COULDN’T go wrong?…

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger Reader (Enemies to Lovers) (Fake Marriage Trope)

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Y/N’s POV:

Okay, so maybe I blew up a little more than necessary, but I tried to chill out before he started chasing me, ordering that I didn’t walk away and talk to him. Let a girl try to get a hold of her emotions for a second big guy.

I’ve been anxious all day, waiting to talk to him about some deep seeded trauma, and then he comes and screws up all of it with a simple exception to an invitation. I know he didn’t mean harm by it, but he’s a trained professional. That was not a trained professional response. Plus, stepping out of my normal routine of being a bitch to him to keep him at a distance wasn’t just a switch I could flip.

Again, I could have handled that better, but now my brain is in mission mode, trying to reprogram what this night has set up for us. Considering the invitation was for tonight, it gave me little to no time to prepare.

“What time did she say dinner was?” I shouted from my bedroom, where I was going through our small, hidden arsenal of gadgets Tony had made for us.

“Six,” Bucky replied from his room down the hall.

Great, that was forty-five minutes from now… “Ok, I can do this.” Deciding it was best to keep some bugs on hand in case we could plant them in the house, and we would be planting them, I needed to consider sizes and placements.

“Should we bring over some wine or something?” Bucky’s voice was now in the doorway to my room, but I kept my back to him as I sifted through our tools.

“I made a pie earlier today. We can take that,” I answered absentmindedly.

“Why’d you make a pie?”

“Felt like it,” I shrugged and walked out of the closet with three small wires/ bugs in hand. When I looked up, I saw he had changed into a nicer button-up and was tightening a tie around his collar he hadn't been wearing earlier. “Why are you wearing a tie?” I examined him.

“Same reason you’re wearing a nicer dress. I want to make a good impression,” he shrugged, straightening pieces of his outfit.

“I’m wearing this because we were going to our ‘anniversary dinner,’” I made sure to put the lie in hand quotes. “I had a story that went with it, but this can pass as casual, too,” I motioned to my dress and moved toward him, placing the wires on the bed. “This looks like you’re about to give a sales pitch.”

Without thinking, I pop his collar up and loosen the tie to get rid of it. The whole time I’m focusing on untying it, I ramble about what the plan is for the night.

“I’m going to give you a wire to put wherever you see fit, and I’ll do the other two. I’ll excuse myself to use the bathroom and sneak it where it’s needed. I feel it’s important we look for cameras already in the house in case it’s a setup. We don’t need them having hard proof that we bugged their place. We want to come off as simple yet good assets if we want them to bring us on board for their work,” I struggle with a certain spot on the tie he somehow fixed in an efficient way I’d never seen. “Jesus, were you a sailor in another life? Might as well have knotted it.”

He doesn’t respond, but I get it off in the next two seconds and look at him to see he had been studying me intently as I invaded his space. I see my slip-up, push the tie into his chest, and take a step back.

“Sorry.”

“No problem,” he answers rather calmly, and I look at his eyes, seeing patience there. Always that damn patience. How did he still have it with me even with how I’ve treated him? “Listen-”

“About last night,” I say at the same time, and he seems shocked but gives a single nod to tell me to continue. “I want to say I’m sorry for being all over the place recently. From last night to thirty minutes ago.”

He seems frozen by my apology, and I became anxious enough that I start to word vomit.

“I took some time to think after last night and spent the day stressing, thinking how I was going to talk to you about it because I do want to. I want to get what I can out on the table if you’d be ok with that,” I look up through my lashes, and I see the most subtle turn of his lip as he watches me attentively.

“Are you hinting that there’s a chance I’ll get to see the side of you others are lucky enough to see?” he retorts, grin growing and taking a step closer to me.

His use of the word ‘lucky’ shortcircuits my brain, and all I can do is nod once, slowly, as my answer. He takes another step, and I match it with one back. I feel more vulnrable than I was expecting to.

“You can understand now why having our plans for the night changed made me slightly temperamental.”

“I think slightly may be an understatement.”

“I think you still should choose your words carefully,” I say, tightening my smile. However, it doesn’t shut him down like normal. Instead, he laughs under his breath, and the doorbell rings.

Both of our heads shoot toward the noise, and solemnity takes over the room.

“You don’t think that’s,” Bucky pauses as he turns back to me.

“How often am I wrong?” I take a deep breath in and smooth my dress out as I walk over, pausing beside him. “Hide the wires. I already did a sweep of the house while you were getting ready to make sure we didn’t have anything out of place. I’ll tell them you’re getting ready.”

I don’t need to open the door to know who it is, but when I do, the urge to yell, “I told you so!” in Bucky’s face is strong.

“Bethanne!” I smile kindly and immediately notice the dish in her hand. Reggie is behind her, holding two others, looking like he just got off work and had been dragged over here. “Did Beau tell me wrong? Are we not eating at y’all’s house tonight?”

She scrunches her face in a practiced motion and lifts the ceramic bowl up as she explains.

“I hate to ask this of you, but our oven is still the old rickety one. The new one had some faulty design, and we had to ship it back. Needless to say, it decided to give out on us today of all days,” she raised her shoulders. “I know we sprung the dinner on you suddenly, but would you two be willing to host if we provide the food?”

Not on the money of what I guessed, but pretty fucking close to the money if you ask me.

“Who is it, Doll?” Bucky’s voice carries from the hallway he’s now emerging from. The first three buttons on his dress shirt are undone, and he’s messing with the cuffs on the sleeves. “Hey, Bauers,” he smiles yet still holds shock in his features by the neighbor's appearance. “Did we get the time wrong?” he asks, looking at his watch before coming to my side, where I've now moved and am letting themselves in.

“No, no, no,” Bethanne shakes her head and hands off one of the pots to me as she takes one from Reggie, who looks more bothered to be here than happy. Long day human trafficking, asshole? “We had some appliance issues thanks to some of the renovations we were doing. I was just asking your wife if we can use your house as tonight's setting and possibly use your oven while here.”

Without hesitance, Bucky takes the dish from my hands and the dish Bethanne had swapped for and nods for Reggie to follow him.

“No problem at all. Let me help you ladies with that. Char," A nickname he had never used for my character before, but it seemed to work fluently. "Would you like to get some wine for the two of you while I get this organized in the kitchen?” he asks me, placing a kiss on the side of my head while his hands are full as he walks towards the other room.

I don’t know how he’s learned to play his role so well, but it’s convincing, even to me.

“Uh, yeah,” I almost stutter in my response as I motion for Bethanne to follow me to the wine cooler out in the garage. “Red or white with tonight's dish?”

"Do you have any more husbands like that in the back I can steal? What a gentleman," she coos, shoulder-bumping me.

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Half an hour of baking the food and getting it plated, and our conversation continued with questions mostly strictly about us, which would have been fine if not for the reason behind such invasive intentions.

They started off simple. How’d you guys meet? Who made the first move? What did we love about the town so far? What kind of hobbies and adventures did we take on before moving here? All questions we had prepared for, and if not, could easily improvise.

So far. No slip-ups. If anything, we sold the scheme far better than I’d imagined we would even when they became more personal. And our discussion on being the ‘prude couple’ last night seemed to affect Bucky’s actions a lot more than I was expecting.

An obvious hand on my thigh under the table and an arm thrown over my seat in a slightly possessive manner seemed to catch the eye of Reggie, who mimicked some of the moves as if it were a competition.

In addition, Bucky kept making small compliments about how I looked and how smart I was when they asked about my job. Dropping little comments about things I did (not my character) that he loved and appreciated.

“She’s always doing things like that. I almost never have to worry about making coffee in the morning because she has it all set up just to hit a button and go.”

“You should ask Charlotte about that! She’s the reason our house looks like a home. I’m sure she could give some advice on the kitchen backsplash.”

“She may not know how to boil an egg correctly, but her baking skills are unmatched. I've put on a few pounds now that we have a nice kitchen to spend time in."

I did my best not to act shocked every time he dropped a compliment, but the fact he could have made shit up for my character and used those details as conversation pieces, yet he went the honest way (although more convincing, of course), shocked me.

“Speaking of baking skills,” Reggie nodded his head back to the kitchen counter behind us and smiled at me. “I spied a pie on the counter. Any chance we can have that to finish off this dinner?”

I was still staring at Bucky from his last form of appreciation when I blinked out of my distraction and returned to our neighbor.

“Oh, of course! I was just about to offer,” I smiled, standing up, and Bucky quickly stood next to me, pulling my chair out. “Thank you.” I smiled at him and placed a hand on his arm as I moved around to the counter.

“How sweet. Oh, Charlotte, would you mind telling me where the bathroom is?” Bethanne asked, standing and giving her husband a look for not showing the same chivalry as Bucky.

I watched her, knowing that I would have used the same excuse to do what we planned to at their house. But I was two steps ahead of her.

“Of course! Beau, do me a favor and get some plates out for dessert. I’m going to show Beth-”

“Oh, I’m sure I can find it,” she waved off, coming around the table and moving to the hall promptly.

Yeah… Not without a chauffeur, honey.

“No problem,” I waved off, moving with her casually. “I need to grab some floss from my bathroom before dessert. I’ll show you to it.”

I can see the most subtle glaze of annoyance at my insistence, but she smiles and walks a step ahead of me.

I show her to the bathroom and make it seem I’m going into the master down the hall while she’s in there. And I do, but I keep an eye to make sure she isn’t snooping in any other room besides the one. We’ll have to survey it after they leave, but better that and the dining room than the whole house.

Once we’re back with the boys, no wandering to be done, Bucky helps me plate a slice of chocolate pie for each of us, and I offer to move the conversation to the porch. Any kind of redirection from the comfort of the inside of our home is welcome.

“I love how you’ve decorated your porch. It’s so cozy,” Bethanne notices, pointing out the colorful decorative pillows, hanging swing the size of a daybed, and loads of plants and decor that make the space more intimate. She and Reggie are sat on the two rocking chairs facing the front yard, and Bucky and I are sat close together on the swing, where he’s controlling the tempo we sway in.

“I always wanted a spot outside to escape. We didn’t really have that at our last home, and it was important for me to have this time around,” I replied.

My answer is actually very true. I loved being outside, especially when it was something as simple as sitting in the backyard or swinging on a porch. I had one requirement about this mission, one I’m not even sure Bucky knew about. But I asked Tony to supply a nice budget for the porch.

Call it cheesy, but growing up in such an unnatural and dehumanizing way, you crave a small part of that normalcy you see on the movie screens. For some reason, a porch I could escape on but still be within the comfort of my own home was a dream. And because it was, I thought I’d make this situation a little more bearable by granting that small wish I always had.

“Well, I may have to start budgeting for a new kind of renovation,” she patted Reggie’s back, and he gave her a tight-lip smile. "What do you say, Reg? Do you think we can get a swing like that one?” She smiled over at us just as Bucky pulled me into his side, his arm going around my waist and his hand resting on my hip bone.

“I have a feeling we might as well have built a home from scratch by the time you’re happy with the renovations we’ve taken on,” Reggie answered with a nod before taking a swig from his beer. “Get that recipe for the pie from Charlotte, and I’ll consider buying you a new porch,” he winked my way and turned back to the front of our lawn.

I instantly found Bucky’s hand tightening, and his thumb started rubbing in an up-and-down pattern along my hip. When I turned to him slightly, his gaze stayed on Reggie.

Before finishing cleaning up for the night, we said goodbye to our guests, and just when we thought we hadn’t made any headway in our conversation about work (mind you, we had dropped hints and notices about it all night, but neither of the two seemed to take the bait), Reggie stopped on the last step to our porch and turned to Bucky.

“You mentioned working in transportation, and by the sounds of your new job up here, if you’re interested in a more innovative place, I may have some ins for you,” he shook Bucky’s hand. “I have some coworkers around the states that could use some employees like you on their route.”

“I may take you up on that offer. It all depends on how this week rolls out,” Bucky answered perfectly. The Bauers said their goodbyes, and we watched them walk home before turning to each other.

In a silent celebration, we grinned at the invitation and then sent wordless glances to tread carefully when we got in before scoping the place for bugs…

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Bucky’s POV:

I’m not surprised that the blonde sole cycle instructor of a neighbor was able to get a wire in our bathroom, but neither Y/N nor I were in the mood to remove it right away and give away our knowledge of it, so we each grabbed another drink for the night and debriefed subtly on the porch where the only bugs we had to mind were the crickets chirping their music for the night.

Bethanne was right. Our porch was nicely done, and I hadn’t even noticed Y/N had hung lights out here until she plugged them in.

“I feel like this spot is more put together than the rest of the house.” I noticed the details when we were out here earlier. Now, we both have taken up spots in the rocking chairs our neighbors had vacated.

“I may have focused more of my attention on this spot than the others,” she smiled as she brought a tumbler glass up to her lips. She had drank wine while Bethanne was here, but as soon as they were gone, the whiskey I had made a glass for myself was stolen out of my hand before I could take a sip. Now, we had each of our own.

“Was what you said about the porch a real thing? I mean, we have balconies at the compound,” I looked at her as I sat my drink on the small table between us.

“Balconies and porches aren’t the same. At least in my head, they aren’t,” she nodded, taking a deep sigh and resting her glass in her lap. “Did you mean what you said when you were complimenting me all night?” She lulled her head to the side to look at me.

I had been making compliments. It felt easier to use the ones I had picked up on than the ones I made up. Yet again, I think anyone should get the recognition they deserve when they excel in something. Y/N just tended to excel in more than I think she was aware of. And I was learning she didn’t seem to be used to people taking note of those things.

“Why lie?” I shrugged, starting to rock in a steady pattern.

“Because that’s this whole gig. A lie,” she answered, taking another pull of the hard liquor.

I considered her perspective and shook my head, looking out to the lights on the other side of the street. “I guess it gets tiring at points. Don’t really feel like doing it if the truth can be just as usable.”

She didn’t answer for quite a few seconds, and when I turned back to her, she was staring at me like she was waiting for another shoe to drop.

“How are you so patient? Seriously, is it a drug Tony made you before you had to deal with me on this mission? I don’t get it,” she laughs, but I can hear the genuine confusion in it as she sits forward and turns her body to me.

Honesty. I’m in a mood to be 100% honest.

“Want me to be real with you?” I asked, turning my own body.

“It’d be preferred,” she nods and rests both her arms on the armrest.

“I don’t know anything about your past, but I know most people have a reason for acting the way they do. It took years and a ton of patience before I felt like I was even close to who I used to be. I still struggle to come to terms with the fact I’ll never be who I was before the train incident,” I sigh and rest my head back against the chair as I look at her. “I guess I have understanding more than patience. I understand that you have a history of your own that I don’t know, and I can’t blame you for a lot of the things you do.”

“But you should. I’m an asshole to you,” she says, and the admission is kinda nice to hear, even if it is sad.

“Yeah, and I was hoping you’d be willing to share why that is,” I reply calmly.

She tenses some and sits back in her chair, pulling her legs under her to sit crisscrossed, the chair rocking with her movement and her dress overflowing past her knees.

“I guess now is as good a time as ever…” She looked at me sidelong before finding comfort in the view in front of her instead. “I didn’t really have a chance to develop a personality of my own because of my time in this lifestyle,” she motions around her, “started as soon as I could walk. So I had no identity to fall back on since I had to find it after I escaped.”

I had questions, but I found it best just to listen. Clearly, what she was talking about wasn’t something she brought up lightly, and being an ear to listen was what she needed right now.

“I was left behind by whichever no-good parent gave me up, and Adonis Hummel took me as his own and decided he’d try to recreate the famous assassin, The Winter Solider, from birth practically.”

The name drop came quickly and struck home. I didn’t know her whole story, but I had enough imagination and experience to believe where she was going.

“Wait, Hummel?” I started because the name sounded familiar, but…

“He was a low-level scientist who worked for Hydra when they were still using you under Pierce. He thought he had the brains and resources to create his own version of you. A version that would be more undetectable as a woman and a version he could tweak however he wanted,” she rolled her shoulders. “Lucky for him, I didn’t have to be brainwashed since I knew nothing besides the life of abuse, experimentation, and a shit ton of conditioning... "

"To clarify, I say that for context, not sympathy,” she straightened, and I could see her shifting back to her unbothered disposition, but the truth was shining through the cracks. She may not have wanted sympathy, but something about the vulnerability seemed to lighten the load on her shoulders.

“As for why I may have built a wall around you, an unhealthy and senile wall, I felt as though…” She gulped as if the next part was harder for her to say than the abuse of her past. “I felt as though you had been my competition my whole life, and a part of me, a young and in-need-of-therapy part of me, thought it was best to keep you as far away as possible and hold onto that anger instead of work through it. It felt easier than facing the fear that I didn’t actually equate to you in any way. So that’s another reason why I felt everything with you was to prove a point.” She lets out a short breath after using all the air in her lungs in one swift swoop.

I-

It’s a lot to take in…

She doesn’t move her head back towards me after her confession, and I can’t seem to break my stare from her.

“This is where you say something like, ‘Well, it’s your lucky day. I’m actually an asshole either way, so we can go on hating each other for completely understandable reasons!’ or I don’t know? Anything but silence would be preferred, though…”

Her hand is gripping the arm rest unconsciously like an anchor keeping her on earth.

On instinct, I reach across and pull her hand into mine, keeping my stare heavy, enticing her to look at me.

She closes her eyes at first and takes another short breath before turning.

“I’m sorry if I ever made you feel unworthy of being on the team.” I feel like I personally am the reason for her suffering, even if I had no correlation with her before I joined the team. "You are more than an asset to the team and are your own kind of weapon. It's incomparable."

“Ugh,” she sniffles and rubs an eye with the heel of her free hand as if to disguise a possible tear as allergies. “This would be so much easier if you were a piece of shit misogynistic asshole, but you're part of the few good ones out there. Steve, Sam, and Clint included, not Tony,” she noted.

I smiled, thinking about how I’d make a team like that even if she had me believe otherwise for so long.

“What I’m trying to get at, B, is you’re not the one I should be blaming for my past. You’re just as much a victim as I am, but I took the easy way out of making it more manageable for me, and I only made it harder for us both in the end. And for that,” she turned and stared into my eyes fully, the hand she held squeezing my own. “I’m sorry. You don’t deserve an ounce of the kind of cruelness I tried to bury you in. You are the opposite of what they tried to make you, and you’re genuine in proving that to anyone who meets you. I've been envious of the strength you have, and I can say confidently that I deeply regret ever blaming you for that.”

I once again have to process yet another collection of words I’d never thought I hear. From her. Ever. A part of me believed this was a dream, but the part that Y/N had a grip on was practically pinching me into reality.

Without hesitating, I stood up, pulled her arm up with me, and yanked her into my body in a crushing hug.

She froze at first… The motion was quick and surprising, but slowly, she unhooked our hands, brought both of hers tightly around my waist, and laid into me. I rested my head on top of hers and pulled her shoulders in with my arms, wrapping both of my own tightly around her.

I wasn’t going to let go until she did, and by the looks of it… She wasn’t letting go anytime soon.

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