Bucky Barnes: The love of my life

"Really? I hope it's a girl."

You pull up into the garage and Bucky turned off the engine. He's instantly out of the car and opening your door. You get out and he takes your hand and kisses your cheek.

"We can start looking tomorrow." He says. You nod and he leads you back into the house to the bedroom.

The second you get into the room you take off your heels. He takes off his shoes and puts both in the closet. He helps you out of your dress and you're wearing nothing. You go to the dresser and pull out your hot pink/light pink tie dye Machine Gun Kelly T-shirt out of the drawer that's a size larger despite you being an extra small. He slips on a blue pink and white pair of plaid boxer shorts.

You go about your nightly routine as usual. You mess around with each other as you're brushing your teeth. You kiss him with toothpaste still on your lips and make his face sticky so he has to wash it again and he flicks water from his hands onto you.

"Hey! That was not nice!" You yell while still laughing.

"Aw I'm sorry Mrs. Barnes. But as I said before. Paybacks a bitch isn't it?" He laughs and does it again. You chase him out of the bedroom back into the bedroom. When you get close enough to the bed you tackle him.

"Ow! Ow! My arm!!" He yells. You jump up instantly and reach for his prosthetic.

"I'm so sorry baby where does it hu-." He cuts you off with a crude laughter. You shove him as hard as you can backwards and he tumbles off the bed. "I hate you. You can't do that I thought you were hurt!"

He stands up and pushes you back into the bed so you're laying down and he's on-top of you holding you down so you won't hit him again. "I'm sorry it was a mean joke. I won't do it again." He kisses you short and sweet. You roll your eyes at him and smile.

"You probably will. But it's okay." You pause as his body is still on-top of you and you take a breath. You can feel him "James?"

"Yes darling?" He knows what you're going to say but plays dumb.  He gives you an innocent smile.

"You're hard." You laugh at him.

"I am aware of this." He states. Again being a complete smart ass. "What are you gonna do about it?"

You freeze. Your smile fades and your jaw drops. You grab his face into your hands and pull him into a breathtaking kiss. You catch him by surprise and his body let's do enough for you to roll out from under him and get on-top. You continue to kiss him, down his neck. Down his abs. Using your tongue to taste every part of his skin that you can. He looks down at you mesmerized. He's always in control. Even when you're on-top he guides you. Not this time. This time you're in charge. You stop as you get to the waistband of his boxers. You slide one finger underneath the band teasing him. The other moves along him hard on. You squeeze lightly while rubbing your hand along him. Up and down. From shaft to tip.

You, still in your MGK T-shirt, take off his boxers, so slow it's painful for him. But the good kind. He's impatient. You're in control and he doesn't like it. He shifts his hips trying to hint at you. You sit directly on top of him so your heat is on his. He groans and grabs your hips pulling you down more on him. You kiss him slipping your tongue in his mouth instantly. He lets out a low moan and returns the gestures wondering around your mouth with his tongue.

"Buuuuuckyyyy..." you say in a sing song voice, teasing him. He chuckles with his hands through your hair, and your lips inches apart.

"Yes my love?" He whispers back onto your lips.

You laugh and back away a little. Your foreheads still pressed together.

"Nothing. I just wanted to say your name." He laughs and you're pushed harder onto him. You gasp and he laughs even harder.

You start getting even wetter than you were before. You place a hand in his chest and hold yourself up. You stroke him twice before lining him up with your entrance. He sees what you're doing but he doesn't process it. He's distracted by how you're touching him. How you feel on him. You push him inside of you and you drop your head down onto his shoulder as you push him all the way in. He groans and holds you tight. His hands slide all over your body and he pulls you to his lips kissing you again.

You're ontop of him riding him and you moan between your kisses. Your kiss is so consuming. He reaches down and helps you getting you closer to the edge. You move faster on him and you both are about to finish.

He kisses you harder and he finishes and you follow. He comes to a realization as soon as he comes down from his high. You lay next to each other with your head on his shoulder and leg wrapped around his waist.

"Fuck babe." He says. "We just did that without a condom..." you aren't fazed at all. You actually get excited. You look up at him and smile.

"Oooh! I hope it's a boy!" It's half a joke. Half not. He looks at you in slight shock. Then he collects himself and smiles back.

"Really? I hope it's a girl."