Sugar 『Buckyxfem!reader』

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-James' pov-

Carefully I place little kisses on the bite marks I left and notice Y/Ns chuckles.
"What's so funny, Sugar?"

Her fingers play with my hair and she looks down at me.
"You'e been doing this for an hour now. It's cute to see that you care so much."

With a deep sigh I lie down next to her and place my flesh arm around her shoulder.
"I just want to make sure that you're alright."

Cuddling up into my chest Y/N laughs before she closes her eyes.
"We were always good at that, James..."

As I'm gently stroking her hair I place another kiss on her head.
"Yeah, we were..."

Her steady but slow breath shows me that she already fell asleep. Sooner than later I drift off into a deep sleep, finally without a nightmare.

-Y/Ns pov-
(next morning)

Adjusting the turtle neck I go downstairs and make some breakfast. Thanks to last night's activities my body hurts a bit, espacially the parts James had a tight grip on. I didn't want him to see the bruises he left so I decided to get up without waking him. Drawn into the kitchen by the good smell of what I'm making the team slowly comes together. As James finally joins us too, everyone seems to look forth and back between us.

"We got a mission for the lovebirds." 
Tony grins at me but I react with a confused face.

"Lovebirds? What do you mean?"
As my gaze wanders through the room I see a lot amused but tired faces. I clear my throat and get my attention back to the meal I'm cooking.
"So, uh, what kind of mission and why us?"

Steven sighs and crosses his arms in front of his chest.
"Thanks to you and Buck you two were the only one getting some good sleep last night. Besides that we need someone who's faces aren't as popular as ours and who look like a couple. So you two are getting this mission. It's gonna be your first as member of the Avengers, Y/N."
There is a hint of pride in Stevens eyes, mostly hidden by exhaustion.

"That are good arguments. And I'm sorry about us being so loud last night. We didn't mean to keep you up."
Blood flows into my cheeks, turning them red while I apologise.

"At least nothing's broken."
Stark looks at Bucky and raises an eyebrow.
"Right?"

"Everything's fine." "The furniture is fine, Stark."

My answer leads Bucky to look at me, concerned if he hurt me. I smile at his reaction and give him an assuring nod. Relieved Bucky let's out a deep breath before he leaves again.

After the team ate together and Tony explained us the mission details together with Steven, my brother pulls me aside, away from the others. 

Confused I look at him.
"What's up, Steven?"

"Are you okay? Did he hurt you?"
His gaze wanders over my body as I chuckle.

"Don't tell him, he just left a few bruises. I'm fine and I feel very good. No need for your protective big brother mode."
I pat his shoulder and grin.
"Although you probably should get some too. Sex is nice, you know?"

"Well, I'll keep it in mind."
Steven clears his throat before he leaves. 

But instead of being able to follow him, Bucky joins me and cups my face with his hands.
"Are you sure I didn't hurt you?"

The expression of concern in his eyes makes him look even cuter.
"Stop worrying, James. I would've told you to stop, you know that."

Slowly he nods and starts stroking my cheekbones with his thumbs. We lock eyes and he leans forward. With his forehead against mine the urge to kiss him grows inside of me. It takes a lot of self-control to take a step back.
"Not together, don't forget that, James. I don't want to rush things, we have the rest of our lives to get to know each other again."

"I don't want to waste any more time, Y/N... We already lost so many years..."
His voice is just a whisper.

I take his hands off my face and shake my head.
"James, we're both not the same people anymore. I love the Sergeant you were in the 40s and last night with you was amazing, but... How can I love the James you are now if I don't know him? If I don't know you?"

For a moment I can see how he asks himself why he said what he said, then he nods.
"You're right. I'm sorry, Y/N. It's just... I don't want to lose you again."

Now I'm the one caressing his cheek.
"You never lost me, James. Not once."

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Alright guys, I'm in Panama and it's so warm I think I'm dying. But the birds sound so relaxing...
I decided to get you the Paris story (Steve×reader×Bucky) if you want to!
Love you all, darlings
~V