1941 {Bucky Barnes x OC}

15.

The entire next two days we tease one another more than ever. Finding new ways to tempt each other, neither of us giving in. By Saturday afternoon we're still going.

"You're sure you don't want to give in?" He asks in a sultry tone as he leaves a hickey on my shoulder blade.

From my position on the bed, laying on my stomach, I chuckle. "I can assure you, I won't."

"That's okay I don't back away from a challenge..." he says before resuming massaging my back and leaving hot kisses in his trail.

I roll onto my back, facing him now as he stares at my bare chest. "Switch around." I instruct.

He lays on his back and smiles at me. "The pectorals are feeling sore today." He gestures to his chest.

"Convenient..." I nod and chuckle.

"Well if I can't do anything else, a little looking at you can't hurt..." a smile tugs at his mouth.

"I mean, you could do something else..." I pour some lotion in my hands before slowly working up his torso. Staying close and grazing my chest against his own. "You just have to ask for it..." I tell him as I begin rubbing his shoulders.

"No, no. I'll be okay." He says sounding like he's assuring himself more than me.

"I'm sure you will." I nod. "You're very strong and brave." I tell him in a sultry tone. "The kind of man that every woman dreams about having to herself. I'm so lucky to have you." I continue massaging away gently.

"I'm the lucky one. I know I can't read minds like some people..." he gives me a pointed look. "But I see how men look at you. I swear god himself, placed you on this earth by mistake. You're an Angel. This world doesn't deserve you." He slides his hand up from my waist, brushing his hand along my chest.

I straddle him and cradle his face. "I feel so safe and protected when I'm with you." I look at the clock and see we have to go soon to the gym for the fight. "I want to make you feel that way..."

He sighs and wraps his arms around me, pulling me to lay with him, my head on his chest. "I do. There's absolutely nobody that I'd rather have protecting my heart. Every time that we're apart, even the smallest distance, I leave my heart with you. To safeguard until I can come back and shower you with my love." He kisses the top of my head.

"I can protect you though." I insist.

"I don't doubt it for a moment." He nods with a soft look in his eyes. "I've seen you bust open countless punching bags and I've seen the invoices for them." He teases, tapping me on the nose. "I can fend for myself doll. I'll be fine. Frank has never beat me before. He won't start tonight."

I release a heavy sigh and wrap my arm around his torso. "Can I talk you out of it?"

"If you really, really, really are worried, I'll forfeit..." he gulps and sighs.

A moment of silence lingers between us. "No. No. I'm not going to stop you, you've trained too hard." I press my face into his chest. "Just don't get hurt please."

"Frank trained you before right?"

"Well yes, for a few months." I nod.

"And who's been training you for the last several months?"

"You." I tap his chest.

"You've seen how both of us fight, correct?"

"Well yes..." I nod again.