Mending Hearts

ℂℍ𝔸ℙ𝕋𝔼ℝ 𝟙𝟝

𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕖 𝕁𝕒𝕫𝕫𝕪 𝔸𝕕𝕧𝕚𝕔𝕖

⚠️Warning⚠️ the following chapter will contain smut. You've been warned (even tho it's what most people are on wattpad for lmao)

I woke up still cuddled into Bucky's chest, one of his arms under my head and wrapped around my shoulder and the other over my waist holding me close as we faced eachother. Our legs were tangled together and his head was buried in my hair. I smiled at the contact, enjoying it while I can.

Bucky mumbled something and shifted closer to me so our whole bodies were touching. He kissed the top of my head and squeezed me closer. Sadly the squeeze on my waist made a breathy moan slip past my lips. He chuckled, "good morning to you too Doll" his morning voice making him sound somehow sexier than normal.

I blushed hard, embarrassed he heard a sound I'd only ever made when alone. Barely whispering, I responded "morning Bucky" and hid my face in his chest. This brought out a full on laugh from him. I loved the sound, and feeling the vibrations in his chest was soothing my embarrassment.

He gently moved the hand that gripped my waist to my jaw, tilting it up till I was looking directly at him. "Don't hide this pretty face from me sweetheart, especially after making that sound I've been dying to hear. Better than I ever imagined I must say" he smirked, his thumb rubbing up and down my cheekbone very gently. He looks at my lips, and I instinctively lick them. He groans "god you're killing me Ellie"

My face is blazing red at this point. I dont flirt. Ever. My brain just freezes and I dont know how to respond. But somehow I come up with something. I arch my back slightly, which not only pushed my boobs into him more, but moved my face closer to his. Our lips were millimetres apart, and I'm sure he could smell my morning breath but I didn't care.

He started at my lips for a second longer before looking me in the eye again, catching me admiring his perfectly sculpted face. But mainly his lips. "Like something you see?" He joked, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his eyes that I didn't fail to notice.

"Maybe, I'd have to try it to find out" I have absolutely no idea where the confidence came from, but I let it flow through me. My comment made Bucky smile and he did something I never thought would happen in anything but a dream.

He kissed me.

He closed the gap between us and kissed me. It was feverish, like he couldnt wait a second longer to do it. We were both showing how badly we needed the other, and I love it. His hand moved back to my waist, then down to squeeze my hip and encourage a moan out of my throat and into the kiss. My reaction caused him to groan into my mouth, and move us so he was above me.

I put my hands in his hair and pulled gently, and he groaned again, the sound deep and almost like a primal growl. He moved a hand from beside my head to my thigh, gripping it and pulling around his waist. I felt the goosebumps ripple on my skin at the contact with his metal hand and relished in the feeling, the coolness somehow fuelling the fire that was building inside me. He was dominating the kiss and I loved it, feeling myself somehow submit to him even further.

"God you're so fucking perfect, my perfect little Doll" Bucky moaned out as he ground his hips into mine. I whimpered at the friction, loving that this was finally happening outside of my head.

He moved back slightly, and looked me in the eye, clearly asking for permission to do anything more. "Please Bucky, please. I need it" I begged. This brought out a side to Bucky I'd never seen, but had hoped was there. He smirked, taking his flesh hand and putting it in his boxers I was wearing.