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"I'm pretty convinced these missions only happen after something good happens." I say while rushing out of the pool by climbing out of the side

"Well, there really isn't a schedule for HYDRA to strike." Natasha replies and climbs more gracefully out of the pool

"How do you know that?" I ask as we run to the door and the fresh chilling breeze is what reminds me that we don't have towels

"That alarm is for HYDRA." She shrugs and turns for the stairs

"Great." I roll my eyes then stop. "Wait!" I call to stop her where I hold out my glowing hand when she turns around

"Nope." She shakes her head and rushes to the door to slam her body against the metal and leaves a wet mark that almost makes me laugh. "You need your magic." She says while nodding her head for the stairs. "Come on, the helipad is right above us."

She runs up the stairs and is almost leaving me behind but I take no offense to it and dash for the door to also slam the right side of my body against the cool metal and leave my own wet mark as I race up the stairs, skipping every other one with my hands holding onto the rail so I don't slip and fall down the cemented steps. I catch up to Nat pretty quickly given my 'super soldier' speed as we like to call it and make it to her just in time for her to slam open the door to the helipad where the whole team minus Peter, Bruce, and Thor stand. We run across the platform and receive goosebumps on our skin as the night wind whips at our body in almost a painful, smacking way that leaves a sting on the skin. A shiver runs down my spine as we race along the ground with me obviously holding back so Nat isn't the last one out.

"Where is she?!" I soon hear Bucky franticly speak. "Where's my doll?!" 

As we come closer to the jet, Steve stands in his uniform on the ramp and is currently calming Bucky down who has his hands in his hair and facing away from us with panic clearly running through his body. Steve sees us and before he can tell Bucky, his eyes widen at our appearances that makes Bucky spin around on his heels when he notices his friend's reaction. We run in our forest green and white and pink dinosaur bathing suits past Steve and Bucky who both have small blushes on their cheeks but Bucky looks more relieved than Steve who can't seem to keep his eyes off Natasha as she passes.

"Sorry!" Natasha yells as she runs up the ramp

"Woah!" I try to run past the men but Bucky catches my bicep and pulls me to his chest, not caring about getting wet. "Bucky!" I turn on the ball of my foot and stumble against his chest while flicking water everywhere

"Fuck, baby." Bucky sighs in relief and holds my dry head of hair to his chest. "Where the Hell were you?" He asks and slides his hands down to my waist so he can look at me

"I told you I was going to swim with Nat." I furrow my eyebrows when I am confused by his question. "Twice actually." I correct myself

"I thought I was dreaming." He mirrors my expression

"You were dreaming about ducks and cookies." I deadpan with a smile. "Now let's go, I have to change our bathing suits and dry us off." I try to pull away but Bucky keeps his hold on my body, changing his expression from one of confusion and worry to that alluring smirk as he looks down at my chest

"Seems like the alarm scared you." He says and drops his voice an octave when he sees my red wine stained skin

"It did." I reply and ignore his horniness as I try to push him away

"Mmm." He hums with a lick of his lips. "How are you going to clean yourself up?" He rhetorically asks

"With magic, obviously." I shake my head and look over my shoulder at Nat who still sits in her bathing suit. "Buck, come on I have to- oh!" My eyes snap down to his when he bends down, keeping his blue gaze on me and flattens his tongue in between my breasts and licks a stripe up the crease to collect the fallen wine off my chest. "Buck." I sigh and feel a gush of arousal flow down my body from his touch and pool at my bikini bottoms as he ends at my collarbone

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