A Sheep in Wolf's Clothing

Lust at first sight

You had looked up to Bucky and Sam since day one, especially given that you were around 15 years younger then Sam, and well, you didn't even want to think about how much younger you were than Bucky. Nonetheless you had a great deal of love and respect for both of them so When Bucky came up with the idea of breaking Zemo out of jail you were both shocked and in a way you almost felt betrayed. You had never met Zemo, but you did have to fight the war between your team that he had started. "James Buchanan Barnes what the actual hell are you talking about!" You exclaimed as he began to walk you through an overly detailed hypothetical of what breaking Zemo out of the high security prison you all were just in would look like. "I'm just running us through a hypothetical, and don't call me James you know I hate it." "Yeah I know that's why I used it" "Sorry to interrupt you two but just one question, where the hell are we?" Asked Sam. "Yeah good point what is this place?" Just as you and Sam asked about your whereabouts you heard a heavy metal door open and just as you heard it close you saw a man dressed in an officer's uniform walk through the plastic that hung from the door frame. "Who are you?" You asked in a more than defensive tone. "Awww I'm disappointed my reputation does typically proceed me." He spoke in an accent that was as smooth a butter and almost made you weak at the knees, almost. It was then that Sam became obviously more infuriated with Bucky. "You didn't!" He yelled at Bucky as he took a threatening step closer to him. The man was tall and as he removed his cap you could see that he had swooping brown hair. His eyes were piercing as if they could see right through you and his build although not buff like Bucky's was still strong and well filled out. If you weren't so on edge right now you could possibly have considered this man to be handsome. "I swear to god if you guys don't tell me what's going on right now I will actually beat the shit out of you right here right now." "Allow me to introduce myself, I am Helmut Zemo." Your jaw dropped to the floor as you whipped around to Bucky swiftly walking towards him with anger in each step. "You mean to tell me you just broke out the man who tore our team apart and almost got you and Steve killed, and what do you expect out of this? Do you think he'll just go along with us and not try to run?" "If I may?" Zemo tried to interject, and with the same levels of passion all three of you turned and yelled at him to shut up. "Apologies"he replied bashfully.  "look, he's a means to an end. We just need him to get us to the Serum and then to Karli, then after that we'll turn him right back over to the authorities. You guys stuck your necks out for me before, I'm asking you to do it again." "Fine, but you (Sam gestured to Zemo) don't make a single move without one of us knowing" "fair" Zemo replied. Just as you were ready to go to wherever Zemo was leading you, you heard several men shouting from outside the door. "GO!" Bucky yelled. You had just made it out of the building when you felt a searing pain strike you in your side. You hissed, grabbing your hip; you had been shot. You continued to run until you all got to a safe place, it was a garage in the middle of nowhere that had millions of dollars worth of vintage cars. "Our first stop is grand theft auto?" Quipped Sam. "They're mine, I own them. They've been collected by my family over the decades." "Super interesting, but I'm pretty sure I'm about to black out so can we please hurry it up here?" Just as you said that you collapsed to the ground. You woke up on an overly fancy jet laying down on a small leather couch across from where Sam, Bucky, and Zemo were sitting. Sam and Bucky were fast asleep, Zemo was busy reading. You began to shift trying to assess the damage, the serum allowed you to heal rather quickly but still a bullet wound would probably take a day or so to fully heal. You went to sit up, but as you were about to Zemo quickly came over to you "No no no stop Meine Schönheit, you'll break your stitches." "First off i'm not your "beauty" or anyone else's for that matter, second I bet you that I'm already healed around them at this point." "Well you truly are feisty, and you know sokovian? Let me check?" You stared at the Baron as he began to lift your shirt up. Hesitant to let him touch you, you tried to stop his hand before he could inspect your wound. " I'm not going to hurt you, there'd be no point in that. And if you're self conscious, well you already know how I see you." Your eyes widened at the last part of his sentence and you withdrew your hand. Zemo finished lifting your shirt and began to remove the bandages covering your wound, you winced as he removed the tape that held down the gauze. "My apologies", "no it's fine, not your fault" "You are correct that your wound has healed to the point where the stitches should be removed, but seeing as we don't have any numbing solution taking them out may be painful." "It's fine just do it" "are you su-" "Zemo I said do it". He began to move his hand along your side up toward where the stitches were. Your breath was caught in the back of your throat, but for some reason your cheeks began to blush and your heart rate picked up not out of fear, but out of something else. Something intimate? "Zemo wait" "yes Meine Schönheit?" "Hold my hand" "what?" "I don't want to wake up Sam or Bucky so I'd rather squeeze your hand than scream" "as you wish". He gave you one of his hands to hold, it was soft and you could feel all of his bones and muscles underneath your fingers. You flinched, waiting for the pain, but it never came. "All done" he said as he lowered your shirt. "Wait what? That didn't hurt at all!" "I know, I figured you'd never had to be stitched up before so I just thought I'd mess with you a bit." "First off how could you tell? Second off why lie?" "Well I know what you're capable of so I know you could typically dodge the weapons coming toward you, also you reacted to that as if you'd never been shot before. As for the lying, I just wanted to hold your hand a bit." "You knew I'd ask to hold your hand?" "If I got you nervous enough, yes" " you bitch!" Just as the expletive left your lips Zemo moved in one swift movement to where he was hovered inches above you with his hands trapping you on either side. Your heart was beating so hard you were sure he could hear it. Although you'd never admit it, you could feel yourself getting wet just by the sheer power he possessed over you at this moment. Could you have overpowered him? Sure. Were you going to? Absolutely not. As much as you loathed him and knew this was wrong, you were too enthralled to stop whatever would happen next. You instinctively looked to his lips and back up to his eyes. Your breathing got even heavier as he lowered his head to your ear and in a more than seductive whisper he said " I suggest you watch your tongue Haustier or there will be consequences." And with that he got up,  discarded your bandages and left you to sit with what had just happened between the two of you.