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totheendofthelinepal · 5 years ago

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OLD DOG, NEW TRICKS (PART FIVE)

SUMMARY: Bucky may be from 1940, and he may be a bit out of practice, but his neighbor next door can show him a thing or two.

NOTE: Swearing, NSFW (18+)

Getting up early for work was not something anyone enjoyed - unless they were in a job they might’ve actually liked. But that wasn’t you. The only way you describe such a thing was you were the one to point out others flaws. In other words, you checked grammar for one of New York’s lesser known papers. It was such a shock to you when you had gotten this dull job, that papers were still running. Everything was digitalized these days, and in all honesty, you had not a clue why. There was an unbeatable joy everytime you got the daily paper. The smell, the way it felt in your hands. It gave you a fleeting feeling of happiness, which was quickly followed by despair with reading what the world had to offer. But nonetheless, you loved it, more than any computer screen. So here you were again, up exactly at five am - dragging your feet as you tried to get ready. There was, however, a sight that made the early morning better - your bed. Not because of the new sheets you had just purchased, or even the fact that you swore it was the comfiest bed in the whole world…It was the man that was in it. Before you could really get a good look, you had to prioritize coffee - which made it all the more relaxing when you made your way to him. Sound asleep, Bucky Barnes laid sprawled out in your sheets - his hands peacefully on his chest - his hair in a slight curl. The aroma of Coffee filled the apartment, and you swore that you were so much farther than cloud nine. He looked damn near like an angel, peaceful as ever - his chest rising and falling at a steady pace. Unable to hide it, you smiled - he looked comfortable, and he looked incredibly handsome as he slept. As much as you wanted to keep looking, you took a quick glance at your clock - knowing that you had to do your makeup for the day, because if you kept staring you wouldn’t get a thing done.

You thought to yourself every day why you put yourself through this, waking up earlier just so you can do your makeup - you wondered it every morning, why on earth you wouldn’t choose sleep over foundation. But then again, you knew that if you didn’t put a little something you’d look like a ghost. Lost in the routine of putting your face on - you almost didn’t hear it. You tried to withhold your giggle in that moment, hearing the soft music just outside of your bathroom - you quickly discovered that Bucky was a fan of David Bowie. It didn’t take long until you heard his feet shuffle across the apartment, you assumed to get coffee - that was another thing you learned, the man loved his coffee. He almost relied on it. You put it together in your mind suddenly, that this was the first time that Bucky had really stayed the night - which meant that this was now getting to a different level in your relationship, and that scared the hell out of you. As you lost yourself once again, you heard Bucky now approach the bathroom - and you tried to keep calm, but the fact that he stayed over…It was getting to you.

“Good morning.” Bucky’s voice rasped, “Why are you up so early?“

“I got work.” You sighed with a smile, “Trust me I’d rather stay home.”

“You don’t have work for another hour or so.” Bucky laughed, “You don’t need that you know.“

Right then and there, you felt the familiar flutter in your chest that he gave you - saying something that no man has ever said to you, he was constantly surprising you.

“Well thank you,” You chuckled, “But I do it for me. Promise.”

“Man-“ Bucky grinned, leaning back to the door frame, “Women still do that fancy makeup these days, huh?“

“Actually a lot of women are taking note from your generation.” You smirked, “All about the winged eyeliner.”

“May I make a suggestion?” He smirked, walking to your small makeup bag.

“Oh, a suggestion?” You teased, looking at him through the mirror, “Please, show me your makeup skills.“

“Hey now.” Bucky defended, “I think this would look real swell.”

You furrowed your brow, wondering why he gravitated to the small lipstick - and when you saw the color you looked at him in almost disbelief. Siren in Scarlet, the bright red lipstick that you only wore out to a fancy dinner.

“Really?” You giggled, “Red lipstick?“

“Aw, come on.” Bucky bit his lip, “Show me-”

“Okay.” You took it from his hands, “But it’s bright, Soldier.“

“That’s the whole point.” Bucky placed his hands on your waist, kissing your head as you applied the lipstick.

“How’s this?” You winked, and you watched his lips form in a soft smile - his eyes were full adoration.

“I’ll tell you right now, darlin-“ Bucky moved his hands to your shoulders, “If I had met you in 1942, I’d be in a lot of trouble.”

You couldn’t help but giggle, feeling his lips against your ear now - this was a moment to remember. Before you could say much else, his hands had turned you to face him completely. This happened often, all it took was one look - a look from his blue eyes and you knew what he wanted.

“Oh don’t do that.” You whispered, “I have work in-“

Before you could defend yourself, or even prevent him - his lips had already found you with a pleasured hum. You couldn’t help it, sighing into the kiss - your hands found their way to his chest. Wrapping in his touch you let go, he was warm - still from the bed, you could hardly stand how good he took care of you.

“Call in sick-“ Bucky mumbled to your lips, “Stay with me.”

“I can’t” You whispered back, pulling away gently - you ran your fingers through his hair, “As much as I want to.“

“Fine. You win.” Bucky chuckled, “But I need to ask you something.”

“What’s that?” You smirked, tracing your fingers over his scruff - god you appreciated that.

“Go to dinner with me.” He blurted out, his hands still on your hips.

“Dinner?” You questioned, feeling your heart rate pick up.

“Don’t freak out.” Bucky teased, “Just dinner. Food.“

You waited a moment, wondering if you could tell him no - but you made the mistake of looking into those generous eyes, there was no way you could deny that.

“Okay.” You whispered, reaching up to kiss his neck - this was it, you were really taking the step forward.

“I should go.” Bucky pressed one last kiss to your forehead, “Steve’s going to be wondering.”

“Do we tell him?” You questioned, knowing that if the two of you came forward with your relationship - you might be bombarded with questions.

“Let’s just-“ Bucky smirked, “Keep this to ourselves for awhile, makes it more fun.“

“Okay,” You giggled, “You got it, Sarge.”

The both of you finally got ready for the day, and even with the conversation of Bucky even keeping a toothbrush here - things were moving along, that was for sure. But even though a part of you was nervous, the other part - the part of your heart that longed to be more, it was more than happy to keep his toothbrush here. Bucky followed you to the door, and you opened it with a grin - hating to see him leave, and hating that you had to leave him. But as soon as the door opened, you felt your heart nearly stop - Steve was just across the hall. Thankfully he had his back turned, and before he could turn to you - you shoved Bucky back into your apartment in a panic.

“Good morning.” Steve finally turned around, just in time - Bucky was nowhere to be seen.

“Hey-“ You choked out, “G-Goodmorning.“

“Heading to work?” Steve questioned, motioning to the paper in your hands.

“Y-Yeah. Yes.” You coughed over the nerves, “Out and about this early in the morning?”

“Went for a run.” Steve half smiled, “Brooklyn in the early morning is the best part of any day.“

You nodded in agreement, still thinking that Bucky was stuck in your apartment.

“You seen Buck?” Steve furrowed his brow, “Didn’t come home last night.”

“Ah, no.” You swallowed, “Look at you Steve, always worrying about Barnes.“

“Well, he’s the only family I got.” He chuckled, “He was probably at some girls place.”

Your eyes went wide, “Yeah, that-that could be a possibility.“

“Anyways.” Steve sighed, “I’m off to shower. Have a good day at work.”

“Oh, thanks.” You laughed nervously, “Thank you.“

You carefully watched as Steve disappeared in his apartment, and you tried your best to withhold your laughter of the situation. Opening your own apartment door, Bucky nearly bolted from your place with a grin - he was right, this was fun. Nerve-wracking, but fun. Watching him flee from your place, he took you off guard with a hurried kiss - then started to open the handle to the place he shared with Steve.

“Have a good day.” Bucky turned back to you with a grin.

You shook your head, walking past him to the stairs - nearly yelping when you felt a playful smack on your ass.

“Excuse you?” You giggled, straightening your skirt.

“Hands got a mind of its own.” Bucky chuckled, and just like that - he was gone into his own apartment.

You felt as light as ever, knowing that just from this morning - today was going to be a good day.

You couldn’t have been more wrong. The only good thing in your life today was this morning, and the absolute downpour was the last thing that proved it. Work was more than stressful, the people you had crossed paths with were the definition of the scum of the earth - and to top it all off, there was the biggest coffee stain in the history of man along with your new shirt. It wouldn’t have been so bad if it was of color, but white - white with a huge brown stain. You were ready to give up, ready to hang the hat on the day. But you kept reminding yourself that there was one reason you were to go home, shower - and get ready for the date tonight. It was the only thing that kept you sane today. Making your way up the stairs, you felt your feet were heavy with each step - today was horrible, but tonight was going to be better. You were sure of it. But as fate slapped you in the face again, nearly to the top of your stairs - there stood Bucky.

“Goddamnit, Bucky.” You blurted out, you didn’t want him to see you like this - a hot mess, soaked and stained.

“I’m sure you’re right.” Bucky smirked, “But why goddamnit me?”

“You weren’t-“ You took a deep breath, “You weren’t supposed to be at the top of the stairs. You weren’t supposed to see me.“

Bucky laughed, his smile almost infectious you hardly fought the curve of your lips.

“You’re cute.” He grinned, “Why can’t I see you?”

“I look like a hot mess.” You sighed, stepping up the stairs - now walking to your apartment, “I got a coffee stain, I’m soaking wet-“

“And who on earth said that’s a bad thing?” Bucky smirked, and you heard his steps walk towards you.

“I just had a bad day.” You sighed, “I’m sorry I should like a whiny little-”

“Oh no.” Bucky’s hands reached to you, turning you to face him, “Don’t apologize. I get it.“

“You wouldn’t believe the horrid day I had.” You laughed lightly, trying to keep positive.

“Oh, you poor thing.” He tried to hold back his laugh, looking down to your shirt, “When did this happen?”

“When I was on the bus.” You took a deep breath, “I had to walk everywhere with this horrid-“

“I think you look great.” Bucky smiled, his eyes your frame - his hands pushing back the wet strands of your messy hair, “In fact, I’m ready to go out right now. I’d get a lot of jealous looks.”

You bit back a grin, “Smooth.“

“I’m sorry you had a bad day.” He kissed your forehead, “But I have an idea of how to help.”

“I can’t wait for dinner.” You smiled, “You have no idea how much that helped me today-“

You stopped, your eyes going wide as you felt his hands lead you to your apartment door - the look in his eyes was what you labeled the Barnes Bedroom eyes. You swallowed harshly, taken back by his hands now tugging up your skirt.

“Bucky-“ You whispered, “What the hell are you-”

“Never had sex on a door before.” He grinned, “Mind teaching me that?“

“Anyone could-“ Your mouth dropped, he took off your panties - he was being completely serious.

“I know.” Bucky whispered, “That’s why I can’t waste any time, Huh?”

“Buck-“ You were stopped once again, your legs squirming slightly - feeling him press against you, you could feel every last bit of him trying to get worked up against you.

“Good girl.” He whispered, dipping his hand between the both of you - swiping his fingers where you needed the most.

He was right, every single problem and horrible thing that happened today melted away - you were completely lost in the moment. Your eyes fluttered closed, focusing the feeling - his fingers focusing on the sensitive nerve that would send you to the heavens. Head falling back to the door, you felt him once again - this time he was completely hard, from just pleasuring you alone. As his hand pulled away, you were almost upset - but when you watched him fumble with his sweatpants, you were suddenly thankful that he let himself free. More than anything you wanted just him right now, no foreplay - no theatrics that the both of you were such a fan of, you just wanted him. In a matter of seconds, as if he read you mind, he had slipped himself in - the both of you sighed in unison as always, like you fit just right. It felt incredible. You gripped his shoulders, nodding to let him know it was okay to move. Normally you would hate such a slow pace, but right now it was just what you needed. Legs entangled around his waist, Bucky rocked back and forth - your body nearly rolling to the door behind you, the steady pace was feeling too damn good. Releasing a small moan, his hand had slowly placed over your mouth - just to keep wandering eyes away from the sounds the both of you made. He kept himself quiet by kissing along your neck, finding the perfect spot just beneath your ear - he bit soft to the skin as he kept the both of you steady. It took a moment, but your hands found their way to his head full of hair - running your fingers through his hair, this was not only his but your personal weakness. Bucky’s hands trailed to your thigh, lifting it slightly up to get better access - and as much as you hated it, your body started to tense. Fingers gripping much harder than before, you tugged at his hair - and that was it. Releasing in mere seconds, you felt the relaxation you craved all day - being tangled with Bucky was all you needed. He stilled just after your own high, a soft grunt leaving his lips when he caught his own finish. You sighed out, in a state of pure bliss - you heard once again his beautiful laugh in front of you.

“Better?” Bucky chuckled, kissing your cheek - you were still blissed out.

“Most definitely.” You whispered, letting your legs fall - they felt like jello, but you didn’t care.

“Buck, We’ve got a call in for a miss-“

You froze entirely, the two of you hurriedly pulling apart - and before you could see what he could’ve seen. There stood Steve, before the both of you - his eyes looking over the both of you, you could tell he was trying to figure out what he just saw.

“Right.” Bucky coughed, straightening himself out, “Mission?”

“Yeah-“ Steve spoke slow, “Better pack your bags. This is going to be a two week.“

“Two weeks?” You questioned, “T-Two weeks, really?”

“Yeah.” Steve’s gaze fell to you, and the fact that you were completely disheveled.

“Right.” Bucky repeated, “We should get ready then.“

“Yeah. We should.” Steve looked back to their apartment, and you swore in that moment you had gone white.

Steve just caught you. You had no idea how he was going to react.

There were times in your life where you would come to a stop.

A bright red, flashing, and horrid sign that told you to stop everything that you were doing and come to a halt. There were stop signs all over in your life, whether it be walking to work or deciding against the small sandwich shop that looked completely sketchy. Lately you hadn’t really paid attention to the programmed defense mechanism when it came to every day life, you had been completely thrown for a loop - and it was all his fault. You were to the very minute two weeks waiting, finally coming home after a long day of work - hoping somehow that Bucky would be back. It was impossible not to think of all thats happened so far, the fact that you were now in a full blown relationship terrified you. Although it wasn’t stamped quite yet with the words I love you, or the key to a shared apartment. But you were in a relationship, the kind where you would wait home alone why he was out saving the world - wishing and hoping he would walk through the door sooner than later. Your mind not only fixated to his smile, or the way he laughed when you said something completely ridiculous - which was often. No, it was the intimacy that caught you off guard with him. The conversation was more than anything you had ever had, which made it better in bed. It was a day much like this one in the cold New York rain, you wished you had time with him in bed - tangled within the sheets, seeing that charming smile above you. God, you wanted it, but yet you were home alone - waiting for him to come back. You had kept in touch in the days he was gone, mostly about the fact that Steve could or couldn’t have caught the two of you having sex in the apartment hallway. Midway through the two weeks, you learned to let that issue go - even if you were scared to death of what Steve might’ve thought, or how he would’ve reacted. After all, he was the one that told you from the very first day of how important it was for Bucky to heal properly. For some reason, Bucky thought that taking his pants off was the solution, and you couldn’t help but giggle at the thought - remembering just how much he tried to convince you that you were some kind of magic woman healing all his wounds. You somehow made it your apartment in one piece, still soaking wet from outside - like always you had forgotten your umbrella. Ready to relax for the rest of the evening, that’s when you heard the only sound that could make your heart stop.

There at the door, you heard it - flying open, there stood Bucky Barnes before you. Soaking wet. Unable to tear your eyes away from the sight, he was in full uniform - dripping from the rain. As he stood there with a grin, you wanted to say something - anything. But you almost forgot how much he affected you. You had spent so much time reimagining him in your mind, two weeks didn’t seem long when you said it out loud. But now that he was here, it seemed like centuries since you’ve seen that handsome face.

“Hi.” You finally choked out, your eyes moving across his uniform - he looked damn good.

“Hi.” Bucky took a deep breath, starting to rip away his gloves - you swallowed harsh, knowing that he wasn’t in the mood to play any games.

“I’ve missed you-“ You whispered, now watching his hands tear away his jacket - ferociously taking away each part of the uniform, he didn’t even need to say how much he missed you. You saw it in his lust filled eyes.

“You have no idea.” Bucky groaned, striding across the room - in mere seconds his lips crashed to your own.

You audibly moaned into his cold lips, still tasting as sweet as you remembered them. His hands found their way in your hair, entangling just rough enough to lead you throughout the apartment. Expecting the bedroom, you gasped when your back hit your apartment window - it was cold, but in that moment you didn’t care. Your body was providing the heat for you with every passing second of the kiss, he was being completely unfiltered. As your body pressed to the window pane, your hands had trailed to the button of his combat pants - they were soaked from the rain, and you tugged as hard as you possibly could. Bucky’s grin nearly caused your legs to give out, he knew that was a weakness whenever he kissed you - feeling his lips curve in a smile made your body tingle in ways you never felt before. You pulled away from the kiss just so you could properly undress him - and he did the very same, pulling and tugging at every bit of material until it left your body. The both of you were already breathless, mainly from the fact that it felt like years since you had touched each other. Finally, just enough to get the job done, Bucky had pulled up your skirt - groaning once again when he felt your skin.

“You know what these skirts do to me right?” Bucky whispered, “Especially those little pictures you sent me.“

“Welcome to the 21st century.” You chuckled, “You’re welcome.”

“God I’ve missed you-“ Bucky took a deep breath, “So goddamn much.“

Your eyes fluttered close, at his very words you felt him press just enough friction below your waist - rolling his hips he was giving you just a taste of what you had been vacant of. You wiggled from the rest of your clothing, tugging even more to his combat pants, exposing his cold backside you couldn’t help but laugh.

“You know you want to-“ Bucky grinned, placing your hands to the small of his back - he was right. You enjoyed getting your hands full, every single time.

“Get on with the show,” You kissed his neck, “I don’t have time to waste, sergeant.”

“Yes ma’am” He chuckled, positioning the two of you - you felt his hands grip hard to your hips.

As many times the two of you had sex, there was something you never got used to - what rested beneath his waist. Your head hit the window, your hands gripped in the strands of his wet hair - you nodded in silence to give him the go ahead after you adjusted. The window sounded slightly behind you with his first thrust, but you didn’t care. You heard the hum of metal from his hand, and you knew he didn’t feel comfortable with this - but you laced your fingers in his replaced fingers. For the first time, he let you grip - and you did it just to keep him from breaking the window. You learned it early on that the metal hand had little to no control when he felt overwhelmed with pleasure. Bodies creating their own heat, you felt his hips work in time with your own - the cold skin now created a sweat as the friction between the two of you quickened.

“Fuck-“ You dipped your head to his shoulder, your fingers wringing out the rain from his hair - it felt too damn good.

“Filthy mouth.” Bucky groaned, and before he gave you a warning - you felt your frame being pulled from the window.

He carried you, keeping you steady and tangled in his touch - all the way to the couch where he skillfully laid the both of you down. Seeing his smile made the wait worth it, just like you had dreamt about - there he was above you with that charming grin. Bucky moved only slightly, still buried deep he placed his hand on the arm of the couch to get some kind of leverage. Closing your eyes, you could’ve lost it then and there - wrapping your legs around his waist as he worked in and out of you. Bucky’s face concentrated in focus, and you knew that was a sign of him holding back so he could last longer for you - but right now that wasn’t the goal. You reached up, gently wrapping your fingers to the side of his neck - pulling him down to kiss you. It was unlike most times during sex, the kiss wasn’t rushed or desperate - it was gentle. The moment of rough sex faded, and his hips started to slow - that was when you decided that this was far better than sex against the window. Breathless once again, your lips had no choice but to pull away - but there he hovered, his lips brushing against yours with each movement of perfection. Your body couldn’t hold it in any longer, and your arms tensed up - feeling your release flood your senses. Seconds, after you felt his body still, his hand somehow found its way to your features - his thumb tracing soft circles to your lips, was something you didn’t know you needed. Your eyes looked at his features, a soft smile on his lips - his bright blue eyes completely lost in you - you felt your heart flutter from the sight.

“Hi,” Bucky whispered, almost laughing at the tangled mess the both of you were in.

You giggled, tucking his hair behind his ear to get a better look, “Hi.“

The sound of crackling from the pan is what woke you, and the smell of a late breakfast - you smiled into your pillow, knowing that he stayed the night. It was quickly something you looked forward to every time the two of you had sex, he hardly ever left - and you absolutely loved it. It was raining once again as if the universe was handing you some kind of treat - it was your favorite kind of weather, and now Bucky was home. Which made it all the better. Taking a deep breath, your hand reached along the sheets - smelling his presence still on his designated pillow he used. You rose rather slowly, your muscles feeling the aftermath of his welcome home - you knew that the soreness wasn’t going to go away anytime soon, but you were more than fine with that. Your feet had hit the cold floor, and you nearly tiptoed out of the bedroom in his t shirt - much too big for you, it provided the warmth you needed. When you made your way just to your door frame, you smiled at the sight - Bucky over the stove cooking a shared breakfast. Then it hit you, the feeling of wanting this every morning.

“Good morning.” You piped up, watching Bucky turn with a sly grin.

“About time you woke up.” He teased, “The pancakes are cold.”

“I had a long night.” You raised a brow, walking into the kitchen from your room - you couldn’t help but place a kiss on his bare shoulder, you hummed at how warm he was.t

“And why is that?” Bucky’s hand found your own, making your seemingly small hands wrap around his torso.

“My soldier came back home from a mission.” You whispered, kissing to his back again, “And he showed me just how much he missed me.“

Bucky laughed, “Well I’m sure he really did miss you.”

“I missed him too.” You wrapped your arms tighter, laying your head to his warm back - you wanted to stay here forever.

“Come on, let’s eat.” Bucky brought your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss before leading you away.

In the moment of happiness, you were sure nothing could touch you, seeing Bucky in your apartment - watching him cook, he looked like forever. But as soon as you sat down, the rude awakening of glass breaking - nothing lasted forever. You ducked instantly, your window shattering across the apartment - it sounded like a gunshot. As if it were second nature, you felt Bucky’s hand reach to your head - forcing you to the ground as he flipped the table. Your eyes had looked wide open, your hands covering your ears - your little piece of happiness now broken before you.

Bucky had gone into a panick mode, looking down at you with an expression full of regret - you were now a part of his life as an avenger.

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totheendofthelinepal · 5 years ago

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OLD DOG, NEW TRICKS (PART FOUR)

SUMMARY: Bucky may be from 1940, and he may be a bit out of practice, but his neighbor next door can show him a thing or two.

NOTE: Swearing, NSFW (18+)

You could’ve wrote the book on how to get out of relationships as fast as any woman could. It was almost like a profession to you, one you didn’t entirely prefer to tolerate. But nonetheless you had never been in a strong, long term relationship. In fact, you’ve never made it past a month. Well that was until now. You told yourself that there was no way this was considered a real relationship, it was just sex - that was all Bucky probably wanted. It was labeled playfully as you teaching him the ways of sex these days, but now you wondered just what he thought it could be. It was nearly impossible to let your mind go there, know somehow that this could never work between the two of you. He was some kind of heroic image, enchanced and much better off without a normal girl like you. The true test was approaching rather quickly, your birthday - the day you didn’t exactly broadcast, was happening tomorrow. You wondered if he even knew, although the rest of the team did - there was no way he couldn’t have at least found out through passing conversation. It made you nervous, wondering and waiting if he was going to say anything. The thought followed you all day throughout work, and now as you made your way to your apartment door - ready to sleep alone. You had been keeping your distance.

“Oh Hey, glad we caught you-“

You nearly dropped your keys, hearing Steve’s voice behind you. You took a deep breath, turning to smile at the both of them - Bucky and Steve, your handsome next door neighbours. Your eyes instantly gravitated to Bucky, looking like some kind of sunrise to you - which never happened in your life. You half smiled, taking the sight in - you wished in that very moment that you could call him your own, but that would never happen.

“Hey-“ You choked out, gripping your bag, “What are you two up to?“

“Heading out to eat.” Steve sighed, “Seems someone forgot to get groceries.”

“I’ve been busy,” Bucky smirked to you, his cheeks turned a shade of pink - you hated that because it made him look even more alluring.

“Anyways.” Steve playfully slapped Bucky’s arm, “We’re heading out. Wanna join?“

“Oh-“ You swallowed, “I, uh-…I got a lot of work t-to catch up on.”

“Do you want us to bring you back anything?” Steve questioned, his blue eyes looking genuine at you.

“Oh no, I’m fine.” You laughed nervously, fumbling once again to your keys.

“Suit yourself.” Steve smiled, taking his leave - he started down the stairs of your apartment building.

You turned away, working the keys into the lock of your apartment - and you had sworn that Bucky had stayed behind. Quickly answering your own wonder, you felt his hands - within seconds, he moved to you. Your eyes closed, a soft sigh releasing from your chest a the feeling. He was pulling your hair back, just slow enough to make your heart tremble - your breathing goes ragged. Bucky Barnes had a way of throwing your body in a discourse of itself, every touch - every breath you felt from his lips, you melted every second of it.

“What are you doing?” You whispered, “Steve-“

“I don’t care.” Bucky softly laughed, his lips pressing to your ear - biting softly, he knew that was your personal weakness.

Biting your lip you started to relax, your back resting against his chest - you could feel his free hand rest on the other side of your neck to keep you in place, his thumb tracing just beneath your other ear.

“Buck-“ You whispered again, feeling your hand start to let go of the keys, “Come on-”

“I miss you.” He grinned against your skin, nearly making your heart stop.

“You just saw me yesterday.” You breathlessly giggled, “I got a lot of work to do, scoundrel.“

“So now I’m a scoundrel.” Bucky’s hands moved across your abdomen, and just like that, your stomach did a flip at the feeling.

“Yes, Han Solo.” You snickered, “I have to get inside.”

“So do I.” He teased, and you couldn’t help but find it endearing - he was quite the charmer when he wanted to be, which was most of the time.

“Don’t you have to meet Steve for dinner?” You bit your lip, you were seconds away from giving in.

“He doesn’t smell nearly as good as you,” Bucky whispered, his hand now reached - placing over your own, lacing his fingers to hold your hand.

As much as you hated it, you knew this moment couldn’t last any longer. Turning around rather abruptly, you could see the look of complete confusion on his features.

“Look-“ You took a deep breath, “We need to talk.“

“Okay, I may be out of my time here.” Bucky furrowed his brow, “But that normally doesn’t lead to anything good.”

You sighed, “I’m just saying we need to be smart here.“

“Smart?” Bucky questioned, “About what?”

“You. Me.” You shrugged, “What we are.“

“And what’s that?” He smirked at you, “Because I thought last night made it pretty clear.”

“So just sex?” You bit your lip, “That’s all?“

“What?” Bucky almost looked offended, “No.”

“Well, I’m just-“

“You really think that’s all I wanted here?” He was definitely taking it a lot worse than you expected, “That’s what you think of me?”

“What? No. Bucky-“ You defended, “I’m just not good at this, okay-“

“Good at what?” Bucky crossed his arms.

“Relationships.” You looked to the ground, “I’ve never really had a stable one.”

“Well, I haven’t exactly either.” He took a deep breath, “But sex isn’t all that I-“

“I know I’m sorry.” You sighed, “I shouldn’t have-”

“Would you let me finish?” Bucky chuckled, “What I was going to say that isn’t it. I want you.“

You really had to let those words sink in, not once in your dating life had you ever heard such a thing. In that moment you froze, not sure how to take that statement. He wanted you, he actually said it.

“I-“ You blinked, “I-I don’t know what to say-”

Bucky’s laugh brought joy in the hallway, and you couldn’t believe that he was looking at you with full adoration. He didn’t waste a moment, leaning down slightly to press his lips to your own - and this time you felt something different. It wasn’t rushed, it wasn’t a kiss that led to sex - it was just a kiss, one to let you know that he cared. It was just as breathtaking as any other kiss he’d given you, except this time you were almost overwhelmed with the fact that Bucky had truly let go with you - he showed a piece of vulnerability you had never seen from a man before. His hands held you like you were glass, tender and caressing your neck as he kissed you - your heart was running a million miles a minute. Feeling the temperature rise, you knew that this could bring you weak to your knees - and then he pulled away.

“I gotta go.” He whispered against your lips, you felt his cheeky grin before planting one more playful kiss.

“Sure, now you wanna leave.” You ran your hands along his chest, pushing him gently away to keep yourself from keeping him.

Bucky grinned boyishly to you, his eyes giving you one last scan so he could keep the memory. You smirked in his direction, hoping that he would leave before you had no choice but to take him in your apartment.

“Be sure to drink some coffee tomorrow,” Bucky smirked, starting to walk away.

“And why is that?” You tilted your head, curious as to where he was taking this.

“It’s your birthday, right?” Bucky winked, “You gotta be wide awake when you get home to me.“

You felt your cheeks grow hot, and you knew that he had seen just how much you had embarrassed you - in the best way possible.

The severity of you not being able to keep focus at work was becoming serious, you had gotten nothing done - you hadn’t filed a single thing you were supposed to. But you couldn’t help it, in all honesty, knowing that Bucky would be waiting for you in your apartment made it impossible. This was your first birthday that you would be with someone intimately. You were ready to give up on even trying, until you had heard the distant chatter from your cubicle - as soon as you looked up, in walked in the man that had kept you distracted all day. You swore you could hear the perfect music in your head as he passed through the office, clearly catching the eyes of the women in the office - even whispers and smiles. Biting your lip you watched him make his way to your cubicle with that infamous grin. The whole world stopped when Bucky smiled at you, there was no denying that.

“What are you doing here?” You giggled, rising to your feet - you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders.

“I figured I’d take the birthday girl out of for a break.” Bucky kissed your hair, pulling away to give you the privilege of staring in those bright blues.

“I have so much work to do.” You took a deep breath, “As much as I want to.”

“Well-“ Bucky took a deep breath, “That’s a shame.“

“I know. I wanted to grab something to eat.” You shrugged, “Maybe raincheck?”

“Who said I wanted to eat?” Bucky teased, his voice in a whisper, “I saw a very nice closet down the hall-“

Your eyes went wide, gripping his arm lightly, “Bucky Barnes.”

“Come on, 5 minutes.” He chuckled, “Well, 10 minutes.“

“10, huh?” You raised a brow, “Someone’s confident today.”

“Come on.” Bucky bit his lip, and you knew by that there was no way you could reject him.

You tried to withhold your laugh, tugging his hand you led him now through the office - thankfully no one really paid attention to the both of you. Searching rather quickly you tried to find the best spot to do this, that’s when your eyes met the winner - the copy room. Gripping the material of his shirt, you tugged him inside - locking the door behind the both of you. You turned back to him with a grin, and in seconds his hands found their way to your hair - pushing you roughly to the closed door. There it was again, the kiss that told you just what he wanted - fervent and desperate, kissing just rough enough to make your lips swollen. You slightly moaned, your hands toying with the waistband of his jeans - they were nearly shaking trying to pull down the material. Bucky did the same as you, yanking down your pleated skirt - a smile in the kiss told you just how appreciative he was of you agreeing to this. It didn’t take long until the both of you were naked in the copy room, and you expected him to start right then and there - what was rock hard beneath his waist told you he was more than ready for this. It seems it happened often, just from kissing and touching - Bucky always got worked up by you, and god did you appreciate it. Before you could really take him in as always, he gripped the back of your thighs and lifted you into the air. You giggled, feeling him plant you to the machine - unlike most times, he didn’t give you a warning. Hands gripping hard to the machine behind you, Bucky had one thrust that slammed you entirely to the copy machine. You blinked in surprise, now seeing his lips creep in a smile - something had changed between the two of you. Using your free hand you carded your fingers through his hair, giving him a nod of approval as you adjusted. You expected him to start a rhythm, but he moved out of time - agonizingly slow, and you swore that your body was going to start a riot.

“Bucky-“ You breathed out, gripping the strands of his hair a little harder, “Move, please-“

“You feel so good-“ He groaned, “I’m just relishing in that.”

You could only audibly sigh in response, your legs wrapping to the small of his back - even pressing to get him deeper, but he wasn’t giving in. It had never felt like this before, and he was still going slow - slow enough that you couldn’t hold in the sounds anymore. You bit hard into your lip, so hard that you could almost taste blood. Your eyes fluttered closed, your chest rising and falling much quicker than before - he was almost keeping you on edge as some kind of cruel joke. But just when you thought he was never going to give you a steady pace, you felt his hands place on either side of your hips on the machine - that was the only warning you needed. It left you speechless, your mouth parted slightly - your back digging into the machine behind you, Bucky started to give you all he had. You gripped his shoulder, digging your nails deep as he relentlessly slammed his hips into your own. It alarmed you, the sound of the plated metal now crashing into the machine - and that was all it took. Your legs held on for dear life, your heart feeling as if it was going to give out. Your release hit your hard, so much that you had wrapped your arms around him - and just when you felt your high overtake you, his own body stilled. You heard the metal, and you didn’t care - he had broke part of the machine. From the aftermath of what the two of you had done, your back and thighs were sore from being rammed into the machine - but god was it worth it.

“Shit-“ You whispered in his ear, your hands loosening their death grip from his shoulders.

“How are you-“ Bucky relaxed, his hands traced across your legs, “God you feel so damn good.“

You laughed slightly, “So do you.”

“I-“ Bucky held you in his arms, “The machine-“

“I’ll just say it wasn’t working, so I took a hammer to it.” You smiled, “It was definitely worth it, trust me.”

“That was just the start of it.” Bucky kissed your neck, “You have no idea what I’ve got planned for you tonight.“

“Oh, really?” You ran your hands along his arms, “Should I prepare myself?”

“Most definitely.” Bucky laughed, “Let’s get you cleaned up, businesswoman.“

“Yes, sir.” You saluted, seeing a change in Bucky’s expression.

“Did you just call me sir?” Bucky’s lips formed a devious grin, “I prefer sergeant.”

“Oh.” You giggled, “Alright, Sargeant Barnes.“

Your eyes kept to him as you watched him dress back again, and that’s when it started - the feeling of knowing you just started a relationship with Bucky Barnes.

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OLD DOG, NEW TRICKS (PART THREE)

SUMMARY: Bucky may be from 1940, and he may be a bit out of practice, but his neighbor next door can show him a thing or two.

NOTE: Swearing, NSFW (18+)

It was yet another hot day, and you couldn’t bring yourself to get out. It seemed like the weather had become hell in a hand basket. It did, however, cross your mind, that maybe it could’ve been good for you to get out of the house - it would help in the way you would have left no choice to take your mind off the past few weeks. In all honesty, it amazed you, that you had kept this going for so long - you were never a fan of relationships. for years now in your close circle of friends and family, you were labeled as relationship damaged. Not only did your closest friends get in on setting you up with complete losers, your parents had even tried to set you up with New York’s elite fish of the city sea. You had gone along with it for awhile until you couldn’t bear to sit through another date with a man who seemed to know everything you didn’t care about. You were ready to give up, and just as if he was some kind of ray of hope - Bucky knocked on your door that day, asking to use your washing machine. Everytime you thought about it, that first time the two of you had sex - you couldn’t help but grin. Not only that, you could feel it still all over your body - like muscle memory. You weren’t the type to believe in such nonsense of finding the one, but god did he seem like the only one in your sight right now. But as you sat there, on the very couch of your apartment - the doubt started to kick in. As always. You couldn’t help it. This was never going to go anywhere, you told yourself. He couldn’t be involved with someone like you. You were no hero, you were plain as day - and he was more than extraordinary. Ready to dig yourself a hole of despair, you could a soft knock - fate stepped in again. Taking a deep breath you walked to the door, taking a moment to yourself before opening the door to your personal weakness.

“Hey.” You smiled, seeing Bucky before you - nearly killing with his looks tonight, and he was only wearing a simple T-Shirt.

“Hi.” He boyishly grinned, “Busy?”

“Not at all.” You chuckled, gripping the fabric of his shirt - you pulled him in, straight to your lips.

He tasted as sweet as ever, a hint of alcohol - you knew that he must’ve been horny to some extent. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be here. Smiling into the kiss, you felt his playful bite as the two of you started to walk throughout the apartment. The near heaven sound slipped past his lips, a slight groan emitted when his hands made their way to the small of your back. You felt as light as a feather, entangling your fingers in his hair - feeling the scruff as you kissed him was addicting. Unable to hold it back, you slightly giggled - pulling away to get another good look at him.

“Look-” Bucky half smiled, his lips still wet, “As much as I would like to-”

“I say I need to teach you some new tricks, Bucky Barnes.” You tugged at his shirt - but you didn’t feel him reciprocate, you felt the doubt again.

“Trust me, I want to-” Bucky took a deep breath, “But-”

“Did I do something wrong?” You questioned, feeling your heart start to race - you did something to mess this up, you knew it.

“No.” Bucky placed his hands on your arms, “God no. I just-”

You felt your palms start to sweat, your mind started to reel at all the things that happened between the two of you - trying to piece together why he was going to stop this.

“I’m sorry.” You choked out, “I knew I was going to screw this up.”

“What’s your favorite movie?” Bucky smirked, “Your favorite color?”

“What?” You furrowed your brow, “Why-”

“Come on.” Bucky chuckled, playfully smacking your back side, “What’s your favorite movie?”

“Why do you want to know?” You felt the curiosity in your veins but felt a flutter in your chest nonetheless.

“If you tell me your favorite movie-” Bucky’s gaze slowly went to your lips, “I’ll show you a few tricks of my own.”

“Oh is that so?” You whispered now, running your hands along his hard chest - a chest you so passionately admired.

“I say-” Bucky bit his lip, ‘his eyes in a look of complete seduction along your skin, “You and me, get in the shower..”

“Shower sex?” You whispered, almost surprised, “Bucky Barnes.”

“That’s Sergeant Barnes, little lady.” Bucky grinned, “And I think this soldier needs a good washing down tonight.”

“Does he?” You raised a brow, “What on earth made him so dirty?”

“You see there’s this dame.” Bucky teased, “She’s real sweet, in more ways than just her personality. She’s the got these great lips, and such a nice pu-”

“Okay.” You snickered, “Okay. My favorite movie is Wizard of Oz.”

You watched as his lips crept in an adoring smile, his bright blue eyes completely amused that you had given up so easily. Then, the next thing you knew, he had lifted you into the air - and over his broad shoulder. Unable to hold back your squeal, his hand gripped directly to your ass with a chuckle.

“Bucky-” You were almost winded from being taken off guard, “What on earth are you doing?”

“What do you think, darlin?” He playfully smacked you, carrying you into the bedroom where most of your nights were spent - you had already felt your heart fluttering again.

When you felt his hands place you to the ground again, you already felt yourself starting to heat up - your body for some reason did this, every time you thought about having sex with Bucky Barnes. Tonight was no different. You stood in complete awe of the man before you, he was more than handsome in your eyes - he was stunning. Not only did you appreciate the head of hair, or the scruff along his jaw - but his beautiful blue eyes. As cheesy as it sounded in your head, there was no other way to describe it - but it was like looking into a vast ocean after a horrendous storm. As you stared longingly to his frame, you saw that he took notice - a soft smirk on his lips as his hands trailed your skin.

“I don’t think that bed needs to be used tonight,” Bucky whispered, now he bit his lip as he looked to the front of your blouse.

Taking you off guard, you took a quick intake of your breathing - his hands had started to unbutton that very shirt. You stood eerily still, letting him work off your clothing - as slow as anyone could. Feeling the ache rise between your legs, your hands reached forward - tugging at the hem of his shirt he allowed you to pull the material from his body. You smiled at the sight, tracing your hands along the near perfect structure of muscle. He was clearly built from the serum, and you knew that his body had endured more than any man should - but goddamn it was beautiful. Too distracted by the sight, you almost didn’t notice his fingers tugging to your belt loops - leading you slowly into your bathroom. Biting your lip you dipped your fingers just beneath the material of his jeans, unable to help yourself you dug your nails into the skin - desperate to feel more. You heard his laugh at the action, and when the two of you made it into the bathroom your back has suddenly pressed the counter in a matter of seconds, he wasn’t fooling around. Unable to hold it back, you grinned as you felt his hands start to reach now underneath your jeans - his hands were something you could most likely write a memoir about. Eyes fluttering closed, you nearly whined from the contact - he was too damn good with those hands, and he melts you by that touch.

“Fuck-“ You choked out, your hand gripping the counter - his fingers traced between your legs, finally focusing on the sensitive nerve that he knew intimately.

“You know how much I love this?” Bucky’s lips found their way to ear, his breath hovered - sending shivers down your spine.

“I think I-“ You gripped the counter more, your hips having no choice to move with his actions - you were more than desperate now for friction, “I think I have an idea.“

Bucky laughed, and you swore that he was some kind of godsend in that moment - it’s still to this day the most beautiful thing you’ve ever heard, his soft laugh. You felt his fingers leave, just to tug down your jeans - you did the same, your hands started to tear away his own pants.

“Start the shower.” Bucky groaned, “Than we can this show on the road.”

You kissed his chest with a smirk, wiggling out of your jeans you reached to the shower handle - turning it quickly. You turned back around, your heart racing to the sight of him naked. You never got tired of that sight. You raised a brow, seeing him stand before you already hard - and god did you want to fix that little problem. Bucky smiled to you, giving you no chance to stand and admire - he crouched down just enough to wrap his hands to the back of your knees, and just like that you were in the air. His lips had found you in the moment, kissing passionately as he always - it was like it was part of his DNA. Bucky gave all or nothing, and you could tell by the way his lips danced with your own. You felt the water hit your back as he carried you into the shower, and you were thankful it was big enough to hold the two of you. His hands gripped to your thighs, carrying your frame until your back hit the cold tiles of the shower - you felt a smirk when the two of you got soaked from the shower head.

“You know-“ You pulled your lips away, smiling at him, “Most people say this is dangerous. Shower sex.“

“I’m not most people, Darlin.” Bucky grinned, placing you gently to the floor of the shower, “I want to try something.”

“Well, I am here to teach.” You chuckled, pulling your hair from your face, “So come on, Barnes. Do your worst.“

He grinned, his hands snaking around your waist - turning your back to him. Biting your lip, you felt his hands move across your back - and you appreciated the gesture of a massage to your shoulders. You moaned lightly at the feeling, your body relaxing under his touch - you placed your hands forward, feeling your muscles start to loosen.

“Fuck that feels good.” You sighed, taking your hands away - you placed your head now on his chest, closing your eyes in a moment of bliss.

“I haven’t even started yet,” Bucky whispered, and you knew that was a fair warning.

His hands settled on your hips, and without question, you had planted your feet to give him access. You took a deep breath, feeling his hardness line up behind you - this was the first time you would ever be in this position with him. Within seconds he buried himself deep, the both of you had responded in sound - he felt too good, so good that it could lead to trouble. Bucky had placed his lips to your shoulder, biting lightly to the skin to make his mark. You felt a rhythm start, his hips rocked behind you in a heavenly pace. You closed your eyes to focus on the feeling, your legs starting to quiver - you couldn’t fathom on how perfect his body worked in time with your own. You felt your grip getting tighter by the minute, and you swore that you were going to go down if he kept this up. But his hands had slipped over your own, lacing his fingers in the next step of intimacy. You placed your head against his chest again, your entangled hands now placing to your stomach as he started to become rougher in his movements. Your hands gripped hard, having no choice but to sound out how good he felt. The mixture of sounds, the water hitting the floor of the shower - his breathing in your ear, it was all working sinfully to your finish.

“Shit-“ You groaned, your legs started to quiver again - and you had little to no feeling left.

But just in that very moment, his arms held you up - his pace now faster than he had ever given you, you could hardly breathe. The edge was suddenly here, and your hand released from his own to reach behind and grab the wet strands of his hair. A new surprise to you, you heard a low groan that had never sounded out before - which told you the grip in his hair was something he appreciated more than most things. Your eyes screwed shut, your body releasing all of the built up pleasure you stilled entirely. Struggling to catch your breath, you felt his hips stop in his finish - and you had thought to yourself in a split second that he was going to go down, but he kept the two of you upright underneath the hot water. That was when it clicked in your mind that this was the first time for you, having sex in the shower - but you knew there was no way any other man could ever top that if they tried. Your grip loosened, as did his - the two of you carefully pulling yourselves away from each other and out of breath.

“Wow-“ You choked out, leaning against the shower wall.

“God that was-“ Bucky grinned, running his hand through his wet hair, “That was good.”

“Just good, huh?” You winked, now looking to your small shower caddy - reaching for the shampoo.

“Fucking amazing.” He laughed, “That better?“

“Much.” You smirked, starting to wash your hair.

“I suppose you don’t have anything for me to wash up?” Bucky sighed, his hands reaching to your shoulders again to massage the muscles.

“What, you don’t want to smell fruity?” You giggled, running your hands through your hair.

“What the hell.” Bucky took a deep breath, “Hand it over.”

Suddenly you wished that this was would’ve been something of a routine, and for the first time in a long time you had wanted him - not just sexually, but in a relationship. But as always, as you took a moment to really look at him - your heart had shut down that possibility. Relationships never worked out for you, so why should this one?

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OLD DOG, NEW TRICKS (PART TWO)

SUMMARY: Bucky may be from 1940, and he may be a bit out of practice, but his neighbor next door can show him a thing or two.

NOTE: Swearing, NSFW (18+)

It had been nearly a week.

A week since you had spent 9 hours - 540 minutes, 32,400 seconds. Every one of those seconds you had spent under his touch - discovering and relishing in every part of him. If someone had told you that your day off would’ve been spent in bed with none other than Bucky Barnes, you probably would’ve labeled them as crazy. But nonetheless, two you had experienced each other - over and over again. it was something you had never been a part of, being with a man who was so eager to learn and teach just how many ways he could get you unhinged. It was always a matter of getting the job done, getting them off before even you were finished. But Bucky Barnes was different. You could tell from the very first moment you met him, he was someone who put others before himself - and god did he prove that in the bedroom. You tried to fight it, replaying the memories of that day - you couldn’t believe it happened. You almost thought to yourself if it was going to happen again anytime soon. Tonight you would most definitely get that answer. Every so often you were invited to the Friday night bar hangout. It involved the enhanced invidual heroes of the world, and you couldn’t help but tag along - than again who would turn the Avengers down. You were more nervous than anything, you hadn’t seen Bucky all week since your day of.. discovering each other. You had kept yourself busy, in all honesty - you weren’t sure if you were ready to face him again. But god did you want to now, you almost craved looking in those pretty blue eyes. On the way to the bar, you had kept music in your ears - marvin gaye was the only thing to give you some shred of confidence in a time like this. You were going to see him again, in the flesh - with his clothes on.

The bar was packed as usual, the loud music overpowering any more doubtful thoughts in your head. Your eyes had searched across the establishment, trailing just slow enough to get a glimpse - you saw them at a small table in the far back corner. Taking a deep breath, you made eye contact with Sam - smiling you walked forward, motioning to the bar for your usual. When you got to the table your heart was racing, seeing Bucky was almost like a rush of adrenaline right now. It didn’t help that he looked damn good. You took a moment to appreciate him, a dark red t shirt - paired with a leather jacket. There was no beating the way he looked right now, no man could ever compare - not with a smile like that.

“Nice of you to make it.” Sam laughed, “What did you do? walk here?“

“I did actually.” You grinned, “It’s called saving money.”

“Well you could’ve shared a taxi with Barnes,” Nat smirked, “He just got here before you did.“

“Didn’t know she was home.” Bucky took a slow sip of his beer, looking to Steve for a brief moment.

“So Buck tells me you let us borrow your washing machine.” Steve sighed, and you nearly choked on the drink that you took a sip of.

“Uh, yeah.” You shrugged, “It’s no big deal.”

“No, really.” Steve placed a hand to your shoulder, “You’ve been such a help.“

“Oh its nothing.” You swallowed harshly, “It wasn’t that much.”

“Oh I’d say it was-“ Bucky took a deep breath, a slow smirk on his lips started to tease, “Five loads?“

Your eyes went wide, wondering why the hell he was about to drop the news to everyone by his sly remark.

“Yeah well.” You coughed, “They weren’t considered that much.”

“Oh?” Bucky questioned, “I’d say they were pretty big loads. Of laundry.“

“Bucky tends to wait a long time before-“ Steve started, and you wished to god that Bucky didn’t tease about this.

“Doing my laundry.” Bucky grinned, “You’re right, Pal. It’s been a long time since I’ve washed clothes.”

“So, we haven’t seen you for awhile.” Nat remarked, “How have you been?“

“I’m fine.” You choked out, “Yeah I’m great.”

“Seeing anyone?” Sam questioned, and Nat instantly shoved his arm at the forward question.

“Uh-“ You felt your palms start to sweat, Bucky looked at you with anticipation.

“You don’t have to answer that.” Steve looked to you in sympathy that you were being put on the spot.

“Alright alright.” Sam laughed, “Anyone else want something to eat?“

You watched carefully as Steve and Nat nodded before following, they all left to the bar - leaving you and Bucky alone. Quick in your actions you had moved to sit yourself at his side, within seconds you thankfully exchanged smiles with the man you had gotten involved with.

“Big loads, huh?” You smirked, playfully nudging his arm.

“Am I wrong?” Bucky laughed, his eyes daring enough to fall to your lips.

“So are we-“ You took a deep breath, “A-Are we telling them?”

“How about we just-“ Bucky placed a hand to your thigh, “Keep this to ourselves for now.“

You sighed in relief, “Oh thank god.”

“Wow alright.” Bucky gave you a look of disapproval, “I mean I know I’m no trophy.“

You giggled, “No. I’m just saying they would have so many questions.”

Bucky smirked to you, “You’re very right. Can’t imagine what kind of crazy lecture Steve would give me.“

“Oh I’m sure that would be real swell.” You giggled, “Secret for now.”

“I’m completely fine with that.” Bucky grinned, “But when are we… going to do laundry again?“

“Okay no more laundry.” You playfully rolled your eyes to him, “And I was..maybe thinking. You and I could get out of here, soon?”

“Oh?” Bucky smiled boyishly to you, “So soon, huh?“

“Well I gotta few more things to teach you, Barnes.” You bit your lip, “You have no idea what I’m capable of.”

“Is that so?” Bucky teased, “I think you don’t know who you’re talking to, darlin.“

You bit your lip, ready to tease even more - but you quickly felt the moment fade as the rest of the group returned to the table.

“You wouldn’t believe the shit we got into this week.” Sam looked at you, “I tell you this whole superhero thing is harder than it looks.”

“Is our birdman getting tired?” Nat winked at you, “Who would’ve thought flying around all day could be tiring.“

“Alright call me birdman again, Romanoff.” Sam warned, “You may be cute but I still get pissed over that.”

You couldnt help but laugh, but it was mostly in attempt to cover what your hand suddenly felt the need to do. It was a dangerous move, but you couldn’t help yourself. Not when you knew what Bucky Barnes had underneath his clothing. You were slow in your touch, placing your hand just over the front of his jeans - gripping ever so lightly to feel his leg jolt.

“So, Steve-“ Bucky choked out, “A-Any news on the Sharon front?“

“I dont know.” Steve sighed, “You know it is kinda odd.”

“You’re right. It is.” Nat took a sip of her beer, “But who’s to say who you choose to fall in love with?“

Bucky’s features were suddenly so amusing, completely focused and trying to keep his breathing steady. You couldn’t help yourself, rubbing along the material - he felt so good beneath your hands, and now you felt just how much he appreciated the touch. There was no way he could stand up from the table right now. Biting your lip, you felt his hand dip beneath the table - placing over your own, you were sure he was going to pull it away. But he did the exact opposite. You froze, trying your best not to smile - his hand had actually made you cause more pressure. He was playing the game just as you.

“How was your-“ You tried not to laugh, “Latest mission?”

“It was alright, I suppose.” Nat shrugged, “Took a lot longer than we hoped.“

“How long would you say?” You did your best to hold conversation, but it was difficult when you felt Bucky rock hard beneath your hand.

“Three days.” Nat sighed, her eyes fixating to you - she was starting to notice.

“Did you-“ You looked to Bucky in a warning, “Did you say you had something to show me?”

“Y-Yes.” Bucky managed to get words out, his cheeks were suddenly a shade of pink. Something you noticed when he was more than ready to go.

“Alright.” You stammered, “Well we’re going to go.“

“Wait-“ Steve piped up, and you had stood to your feet.

“We’ll see you later.” Bucky coughed, “Later.”

“Right.” You released a shaking breath, Bucky’s hands forced you to stand in front of him.

You could hardly breathe, your legs feeling like jello - his hardness was pressing against you, and you could hardly breathe.

This was going to be another long night.

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totheendofthelinepal · 5 years ago

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OLD DOG, NEW TRICKS (PART ONE)

SUMMARY: Bucky may be from 1940, and he may be a bit out of practice, but his neighbor next door can show him a thing or two.

NOTE: Swearing, NSFW (18+)\

You had wished that summer had been more kind, but knowing New York the way you did - as intimately as anyone could, the heat wouldn’t ever let up until September. Doing your best to make most of the summer, you had kept all of your windows open almost all the time. It was too much most days, you would be in a drenched sweat - even in your small shorts and sports bra. Today was one of those days. It was blistering hot, and you had little to no clothes on. You kept to your apartment on a day like this, and nonetheless, it was your only day off this week - you couldn’t bring yourself to get outside in the sticky heat. Being crowded on the subway or crowded at the park was not your idea of fun. So you stayed indoors, cleaning what needed to be cleaned - washing clothes and getting stuff done for once. You took a deep breath as you placed your clothes in your personal washer, making sure that no whites slipped through in the dark wash - that’s when you heard it. Confused you turned around to the sound of a knock to your door, you weren’t expecting anyone - but you quickly pieced together who it could’ve been. For months it had been somewhat of a game, Bucky Barnes - the man next door had come over every so often. You were friends, that was a definite - he borrowed mundane things from you, some times he had even shared a pizza with you. With a half smile, you made your way to the door, not thinking much of how exposed you were - the two of you were grown ups, and somewhat close enough for him to see you in your underwear. You opened the door, seeing Bucky there before you - his eyes nearly popping from the sight.

“Jesus-“ He mumbled, “Put on some clothes, would you?“

“Oh shut up.” You chuckled, “What’s up?”

“I was just wondering if I could use your-“ Bucky visibly swallowed, his eyes trailing your frame, “Your machine. Ours broke.“

“Two super soldiers living together-“ You smirked, motioning him inside, “You’d think one of you would know how to fix a washing machine.”

“Tried already, smart ass.” Bucky laughed behind you, “We’re going to have to get a new one.“

“Where’s Steve?” You question, already pouring Bucky a glass of water - you could visibly see he was just as hot as you were, and you hated that your eyes had somehow found their way to his chest - his exposed chest.

“He went off to the compound.” Bucky sighed, “Got all sorts of frustrated over that damn machine.”

“No hand washing?” You smirked, placing the glass before him.

“No. Not today.” Bucky tilted his head with a sly grin, “So can I-“

“Yes, of course, you can.” You sighed, “I got a load in now, but you can toss in whatever you need after.”

“Thanks, Doll.” Bucky smiled, “Mind if I hang out here today?“

“No. I would hate that.” You teased, “Yes. You can hang out here, but I promise you. I’m no fun.”

“Of course you are.” He smiled brightly to you, “You remember last week, we got so plastered watching that damn reality show-“

“Which you choose, by the way.” You snickered, “That was a one-time thing.”

“Is that so?” Bucky smirked, and you knew why - drinking and binge watching TV wasn’t the only thing that happened that night.

You thought maybe he forgot, or maybe even too drunk to remember - but it was still painfully vivid in your mind. The two of you had, in fact, started drinking, which led to getting tipsy, which led to getting drunk - which led to the two of you in a heated makeout on your couch.

“So you do remember, huh?” You bit your lip, walking to your washer.

“I do, yeah.” Bucky sighed, “Can’t forget the first kiss I’ve had since 1944.“

You froze, turning slowly you had fought off your expression of shock. His first kiss since 1944, you were the first woman he kissed since - before the winter soldier thing.

“I-I..Wh-“ You stammered, watching Bucky’s cheeks turn a shade of soft pink.

“I just haven’t really-“ He took a deep breath, “Had time I guess. With this whole Avengers thing, Steve needing my help. Living a life as an agent isn’t exactly dating material.”

“No I mean-“ You blinked at him in awe, “I’m just surprised.“

“Why is that?” Bucky furrowed his brow, now leading you to the washer - it was only now you remembered how good his hands felt, placed to the small of your exposed back.

“I just expected you to-“ You looked to your washer, trying to focus, “I wasn’t expecting to be your first.”

“Well first kiss since 1944.” Bucky corrected, “I assure you, I’m no virgin.“

You looked back to him, your eyes wide - you couldn’t believe he just admitted that to you.

“Well-“ You removed your clothes, now taking his own that he skillfully brought in - placing them in the machine.

“Look don’t freak yourself out.” Bucky laughed, “It was a nice kiss, a nice….10-minute kiss.”

“We made out, Bucky.” You half laughed, feeling suddenly nervous that the both of you were alone in your apartment.

“If I had any more drinks-“ Bucky stopped, “Not important.“

“So-“ You took a deep breath, “So you haven’t…h-had sex? since 1944? either?”

He grinned, “Well no, you think I’d be braggin’ about kissing you? come on, doll. If I have sex with a woman, I’m sure as hell going to kiss her.”

“You know what I meant.” You corrected, he was teasing you - you knew it.

“Well, the answer is no.” Bucky looked at you, his blue eyes starting to intoxicate you the longer you looked into them.

“Have you-“ You started to fumble with your hands, “H-have you thought about it?“

“Of course I’ve thought-“ Bucky leaned to the washer, “What are you getting at here, Darlin’?”

“I’m just curious is all, you’re a man out time.” You chuckled nervously, “Can I not ask a question?“

“No.” Bucky spoke promptly like, “No you can’t.”

“Fuck.” You sighed, “Bucky I’m sorry-“

“You can show me.” He crossed his arms, a sly grin starting on his lips - he wasn’t serious.

“Excuse me?” You swallowed hard, suddenly wishing you hadn’t opened the damn door - now you were a nervous, hot mess.

“You heard me.” He grinned, “Come on, show me what I’ve been missing.”

“Bucky-“ You could only laugh until you really took a look at him.

That was when you lost all inhibitions.

Your hands reached daringly forward, gripping the material of his button up - nearly yanking it to where he enclosed your personal space. It wasn’t exactly on purpose, but the kiss that happened was much rougher than you intended. A kiss that knocked the wind from your lungs. You felt Bucky fight for dominance in near seconds, his hands gripping to your back - pushing you to the nearest wall. It was quick, it was full of passion - so much that you could hardly feel your legs by how he was kissing you. You could only release shallow, shaky breaths between each movement of your lips - dancing furiously together, you could tell just how bad he wanted this. His hands worked along with your back, all the way to your hips - lifting you harsh into the air, your legs had knocked over various items around the washing machine.

“Bed-“ You mumbled against his hungry lips, gripping to his shoulders as he started to lead you through the apartment.

It was quickly something you knew that would be an addiction, his devious grin as he kissed you was almost like a sin. Your heart started to pound in your chest, feeling your body being carried throughout your apartment. Bucky carried you like a feather, without the slightest trouble of bringing you into your bedroom. He broke the kiss, tossing you playfully to the bed - you took a moment to appreciate him stripping before you.

“Someone’s eager.” You breathed out, watching his hands fumble his jeans - he looked damn good.

“Well, it has been seventy years.” Bucky grinned, pulling away from his jeans - you were caught in a glare for what was below his waist.

“Serum?” You smirked, raising a brow at the sight before you.

“All me, sweetheart.” Bucky breathed, his hands reaching to the back of your knees - trailing all the way to your hips, “Your turn.“

You swallowed back your nerves, feeling his hands gently along your hips - now pulling away from the material of your panties. You inhaled a sharp breath as the air hit between your legs, and just like you - Bucky sat in awe at the sight, his eyes fixated to what you had in between.

“Fuck, you’re pretty.” Bucky groaned, “Everywhere.”

“Get on with it, charming.” You kicked lightly, earning a cheeky grin from Bucky’s lips.

“Oh, I gotta get the full experience, sweetheart.” Bucky winked, pulling apart your legs, “Besides, I’ve always wondered.“

“Wondered what?” You swallowed, slightly jolting from his lips now dipping down to your hip - pressing just soft enough to keep you wanting more.

“Oh, you’re going to find out,” Bucky whispered against your skin, kissing along every inch he could.

“Fuck-“ You whispered, feeling his hand dip between your legs - feeling just how much he had gotten you worked up over just kissing.

“My god-“ Bucky groaned, his eyes fixating, “I’ve never felt-”

“Never felt a cat before, Barnes?” You breathlessly smiled, “Here I thought you were the ladies man.“

“I’m going to do more than that, моя любовь” Bucky grinned, and before you could ask - his head had suddenly disappeared between your legs.

You jolted upwards, your hand has no choice but to grab the head of hair between you. You could hardly breathe, feeling his tongue trace the sensitive nerve - you suddenly felt your hips starting to tremble. Back hitting the bed, you could feel your chest rise and fall rapidly - he was damn good.

“Oh god-“ You whispered, unable to keep your grip in control - you heard and felt his groan of approval.

He was everywhere it seemed, reaching every inch of your body by just his tongue - working effortlessly against you, tasting what he missed the past 70 years. Unable to hide it any longer, you nearly erupted - your voice cracking in the air, your knuckles growing white.

“Oh-“ You breathlessly felt it, within seconds your body had tensed - his grip kept you skillfully in place as you reached your intense high.

When your body had calmed, you felt his hands again - moving once again across your hips, and you finally opened your eyes again. There Bucky hovered with a grin, completely satisfied with what he just accomplished. But you didn’t have the luxury of waiting, you were too desperate for more. You giggled, bringing his lips down to meet you - tasting the aftermath, you felt a hardness press to the inside of your thigh.

“I’d say you’ve been a good soldier.” You whispered into the kiss, reaching between your bodies - wrapping around his length, you felt his torso shudder.

“Fuck-“ Bucky grinned breathlessly above you, “I’d say so too, Darlin”

“Ready?” You smirked, placing your hands on his hips - feeling him start to line himself up with you.

“More than you know.” He chuckled.

You inhaled once again a sharp breath, feeling him bury until he was completely gone - as perfect as any man could. You released a slight groan to the feeling, appreciating that he stood still for you to adjust. You could see it on his features, his mouth hung open - his beautiful eyes closed in complete ecstasy. He was an image like nothing you’d ever seen. Tapping lightly to the small of his back for the go ahead, he started to move in a slow - shallow pace. The mixture of your breathing and moans filled the room, his body rocked in and out of you in a rhythm almost too much for you to handle. Your hands gripped to the small of his back, trailing all the way to his shoulders - now in a slight sweat from how hard he was working to hold it together.

“Fuck-“ Bucky groaned, his eyes opened again - completely lost in looking at you.

“It’s okay-“ You breathed out, knowing how hard it was for him to keep himself going.

And just like that, his body started a pace that was relentless - a force that moved the bed entirely. You gripped hard to the head of hair, your lips keeping to his shoulder. Bucky had dipped his head in the nook of your shoulder, sending a tingling sensation from his breathing down to your toes. This was unlike anything you had ever felt, unlike any other man you had been with - this was different. You were completely lost in him, your body was feeling everything - ten times more than any other time. You couldn’t help yourself, feeling the familiar sensation in the pit of your stomach - your nails dug deep, your legs wrapping around his waist. His rhythm faltered, and then as you felt your high for the second time - his body had stilled in his own finish.

The two of you laid still entangled, a complete mess - breathless and mixture of sweat from the hot day. Just like he said, you felt his lips now press against your neck - all the way to your ear.

“That was-“ You choked out, feeling a certain soreness in your throat, “That was incredible.“

You heard his laugh as he finally pulled away from you, his back hitting the other side of your mattress. You wished you had captured him in this moment, his chest was rising and falling now calmly - his eyes closed, a boyish grin on his lips.

“Thank you.” Bucky now turned, “You are-”

“I know.” You smirked, “So are you.“

“Please tell me this wasn’t a-”

“One-time thing?” You questioned, but you felt playful - swinging your leg over to place yourself on top of him, “Oh hell no.“

“You on top, huh?” Bucky smirked, “Back in my day that wasn’t exactly-”

“Well I think it’s time I show you the ropes, old man.” You giggled, “Hope you’re in for a long afternoon.“

“You’re damn right I am.” Bucky grinned.

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