Bloody Hands and Broken Minds Book 1

Part Three - Chapter 52

"Mornin'." Bucky mumbles in his adorable morning voice as a lazy smile crosses his features and he pulls me closer.

"You sleep okay doll?" Bucky asks as I lay my head and hand on his bare chest.

"Yeah." I nod softly as I let out a deep breath and snuggle closer into Bucky's side until I'm pretty much laying on top of him.

I don't like lying to him but it's not like I can say, "Oh yeah I slept great except for when I woke up hungry last night and went down to the kitchen to find Loki there. Don't worry he didn't hurt me he was just trying to persuade me to leave you for him and then there was this weird tension when he pinned me against the wall but that's enough for now. Oh, also the freezer might be broken so you should probably have Tony look into that."

"As much as I love just laying in bed with you all morning, we gotta get up and get ready for the new trainees arriving or Steve will lecture our ears off." I declare as I try to get out of Bucky's hold but his arms only tighten around my smaller figure, keeping me trapped comfortably to his warm body.

"Just a few more minutes." Bucky mutters as he nuzzles his nose in my hair.

"Bucky." I protest half-heartedly as I try to escape his arms but he won't budge.

"Stay in bed, team can handle trainees." Bucky grunts with closed eyes, sleep trying to take him over again.

"Stevie's not gonna be happy if we're late." I argue. He gives a short guttural response that's incoherent and I roll my eyes at the adorable man.

Bucky forces an eye open when he feels me shuffling my position so that I'm now fully laying on top of him. His arms loosely wrap around my back and keep my front pressed to his bare chest. A leisure smile tugs on the corner of his lips, both eyes now fully open and awake, as I slowly straddle his hips in a more proper position before sealing my lips to his.

Bucky cracks a small smile, his eyes wrinkling slightly, as his lips moves slowly and softly against mine in a sweet loving kiss. His hands ever so slowly run down my back and slide under the large t-shirt I'm wearing to grab at my waist. The vast temperature difference of his hands, one warm and soft while the other cold and hard, sends shivers down my spine.

He gently squeezes my hips and tightens his grip as his head lifts off the pillow so he can deepen the sensual kiss. I moan quietly as his hands move stealthily under my shirt and down toward my ass. He gives a quick squeeze before his hands return to my hips and move my lower half down on him in a grinding motion.

Bucky's metal hand moves to the small of my back to keep me pressed to his body as he sits up before that same hand cups the side of my face. I shamelessly push my ass against his growing bulge that's now evident through the fabric of his briefs and he groans into my mouth. His tongue swirls and dances with mine and I push myself impossibly closer to him as I tug on his hair. I moan again when he bites down on my lower lip before breaking away for some much needed air. He looks at me as if expecting me to demand the removal of his boxers.

What he surely doesn't expect is for me to swiftly climb off him and jump out of bed before he can even attempt to stop me.

"Come on, get up." I command as I stroll over to Bucky's dresser which consists of some of my clothes as well.

"That was just cruel doll." Bucky pouts with a slight frown and I can't help but laugh as I pull out some clothes for myself and him.

"You weren't letting me go. What did you expect me to do?"

"That was evil and I expect a continuation."