Datura - Bucky Barnes

Reticent

Reticent ~ to not reveal one's thoughts or feelings readily

Flashback, June 9 1938

"Get up," the guard taps against the cell bar with a metal baton.

I stir slightly, my back stiff from the cold hard floor.

Schmidt walks in, "You will start training."

"Training for what?" I stand up, my back pressed to the wall.

"For us. You are HYDRA now."

I glare at him, "No."

Schmidt walks into the cell and punches me. I feel the metallic taste of blood fill my mouth.

"Yes you will."

He grabs my arm and practically drags me into a room. There was a woman there with bleached blonde hair, pulled tightly back into a bun.

He leaves the room, saying something in a different language to the lady, who nods.

"Who are you?" I ask her.

"That is not something you need to know," she says with a strong accent. She walks over to me with a measurement tape, writing down things, "What is your name?"

I don't say anything. I didn't want to help them. The lady walks to me and strikes me across the face, making me fall to the floor.

She grabs a fistful of my hair, forcing me to look at her, "Answer the question."

Everything she is she did with elegance and grace, scaring me even more. I feel tears come to my eyes, "Thea."

Back to present

⚠️MATURE WARNING⚠️

He started kissing me violently and intensely. I grab his hair in my hands, moving my fingers through his scalp.

He pushing me up against my bedroom door, his hand started climbing up my thigh, going under my shorts.

He opens the door, pushing me on the bed. He starts trailing my neck with hickeys, removing the tank top on me.

I started grasping at his shirt pulling it off. He unbuttons by jeans, still kissing my neck.

He took off his own pants and moved into me. I grabbed the bedsheet, fisting the linen in my hands and moan, "Fuck Bucky."

Back to normal

I wake up, panting. Nat was standing there staring at me while eating an apple, "Oh so you're getting those dreams about him now too. Damn Thea."

Was I sleeptalking? Well shit.

I blush, "Yeah yeah. Shut up."

"You need to get drunk and laid ASAP."

"Tony said he's throwing a party tonight," I reply, getting out of the bed.

"Oh yeah. That's a mission," she tells me, "We believe HYDRA is gonna target this gala. It's at a museum. Steve, you, Bucky and I are all going."

"Undercover or as ourselves?"

"Undercover. Ooh let me help you get ready," she rubs her hands together.