marvel fan stories

buckyx Y/n

Bucky had just returned home. He was in an incredible level of pain and agony, blood was dripping down his body. He had numerous fresh wounds coating his body.

I opened the door upon hearing something bash against it. I cautiously open the door just to see Bucky sitting there, slumped against the wall barely able to move.
I rush to his side, hugging him gently as to say he's safe now. Blood soaked my white shirt, I started to cry.
I took his arm and carefully carried him to a chair as to not agitate his wounds further.
"Y/N what do you think your doing? You're supposed to be resting" Bucky said, a low level of concern had laced his voice.

"I had to make sure your safe.." I replied, gently pulling back his long silky hair and tying it into a messy bun before cleaning his face.
Before I had a chance to say something he put his rough hand on my face and started to kiss me with passion.
It made my stomach feel like butterflies.

Deep down I felt the urge to pull away but the level of love and passion was dragging us in closer and closer..
I dropped the cloth I had been using to clean up his blood and kissed him more.
This was until..