what's my name?

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"Ah, fucking hell!" I shouted, as I stormed inside Stark tower, Tony looked my direction as I was clearly pissed. "Who pissed in your cereal?" Nat joked, as I laughed at her comment, "Language!" Steve shouted from the other side of the room. "No one actually listens, Rogers." I rolled my eyes as I sat on the couch, as I sighed deeply. "Guys, I have a big problem." I look over at Steve, he gave me a look. "Bucky?" How did he know? "Hey- what?" I knew Steve would know, I'd been going on about Bucky for weeks, I had a huge crush on him. "Wanda kind of read your mind." Nat spilled, "Maximoff! Again?!" I look back at her, "Tony made me!" I glared at Tony, as he put his hands up. "Innocent until guilty, man." I shake my head, "Okay, so maybe I have a crush on Bucky, but so what? It's nothing." Steve chuckled, "Y/n, you talk about him all the time. Literally, all the time." Steve watched my eyes, as I shrugged it off, "Whatever, it isn't like he actually likes me anyway. We haven't ever really talked." I play with my hands, as the others went back to chatting. Steve was still looking at me, now I felt awkward. I stand up and I went to the elevator, before I step inside. Steve follows me, as the doors closed. "Y/n-" I stop him, "Don't say anything, Steve." He looked down, as we went down to the front, I step out and I went onto the street, "Bucky has an apartment down the street. He goes to some bar for a beer, if you wanted to talk to him. He'll be there." He offered, I look back. "Thanks, Steve. But it's just a crush."

"Sure." He shakes his head, before he turned and he got into his car, before he drove off down the other end of the street. I head off, walking down the side walk, when I saw the bar that Steve mentioned. I slowly walk inside, I was very hesitant at first. There was tons of older guys, drinking, playing darts and laughing. I couldn't see Bucky, but I didn't want to look creepy. I sit down at a random table, as I just looked at the menu, it was pretty standard. "Y/n?" I look up, holy shit. He was here. "Hey, Bucky." I smiled, a little on edge. "What are you doing here? I thought you'd be with Steve?" He sits opposite me, as I shrugged, "We kind of had an argument." I play with my hands, as he watched me. "Oh? What happened?" He was staring right at me, my heart beat was going crazy. "Just mission stuff." I play with my hands, "Hey, sexy. Can I get you a drink?" Some biker guy leaned almost on my lap, he stank of beer. "No thank you." I lean back, as Bucky watched, "Back off my girl, man." Instant lady boner. "I wasn't talking to you, dude." He glared, "Bucky, leave it." I stood up, as I try and stop him from going full on winter soldier and killing the guy. "You're lucky, man. Seriously. No one disrespects my woman." He growled, as the guy just turned and backed off, "You don't have to rip off every man's head you see, Buck." I sighed gently, "I didn't like the way he spoke to you, y/n. That isn't right." He was so calm, I knew if the Winter soldier had come out, he would of murdered the guy and not cared who was in his way.

"Can we leave? I kind of want to go home and sleep." I had my own place nearby, I needed my own space away from Tony and the others. "Do you wanna stay with me? I mean, it's late and I wouldn't want you to be alone." He rubbed his neck, as I bite my lip gently. "Sure." I stand up, as he took my hand in his, as we both leave and walk towards his apartment, I didn't really know where it was. When we got there, I sit on the couch, nervous as shit. "Can I get you a drink?" He offered, "I'm okay, thanks Buck." I yawned, as he pulled off his shirt, sitting on the ground. Holy shit. I take off my shoes, as I rub my eyes, I wasn't wearing any makeup, so I could just get comfy and go to sleep. I tie back my hair, as I remove my jeans and bra, "Do you want a blanket?" He chuckled, "Uh, yeah. Thanks." He was staring at me, when he grabbed onto my thighs, pulling me against him, I squealed, as he pushed me into his chest. "James, this isn't appropriate." I smirked, as he kissed me deeply, I wrap my arms around his neck, as we started to make out, I grip his hair tightly, as he growled into my mouth, as he takes off my underwear, I move my hips down onto his, as I groaned softly, the feeling was absolutely incredible. "Fuck, doll." He breathed against my lips, he gripped my throat with his metal hand, my eyes roll back, as I moaned louder, his eyes on mine as he pounded the absolute shit out of me. "Bucky- holy fuck!" I screamed out, breathless.

He grinned, as he gripped my thigh with his other hand, as he moved against me, I came hard, my thighs shaking as he pulled me underneath him, I wrap my legs around him, as he moved roughly, his hips smacking against mine, leaving me breathless and completely shaking. "Bucky-" I look at him, as he kissed me again, after a long while, we both hit our highs, as he leaned into my shoulder. "Did I hurt you?" He looked into my eyes, I shake my head. "Not at all." I smile a bit, as he kissed my cheek. "I really fucking like you." He leaned into my neck, "I really fucking like you too, Bucky." I laughed a bit, as I close my eyes, holding onto his shoulders. "You can come and sleep on my bed." He held me close, as we both laid down together, my back against his chest as I fall asleep, his hands laced in mine.

What the hell did I get myself into?

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