Do You Remember? Bucky Barnes

Chapter 1

Please note: This story takes place AFTER The Falcon and The Winter Solider 

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT

He crouched down in the fire escape, watching the crowds go by from the alleyway. His tousled hair blew around his face as the wind picked up. His breath silent under his mask as his sharp blue eyes darted around for his target.

A frantic scream broke his concentration. He turned around seeing a group of men surround a woman at the other end of the alley. She was trying to fight back but 5 to 1, she didn't stand a chance. For some reason he felt compelled to help her and his body moved on its own; jumping down behind the group of men. He grabbed one by the back of his neck and tossed him against the brick wall. He grabbed another by the arm, throwing him into the dumpster. The other 3 started to panic at this sudden sequence and fled the scene.

After watching the men run away, he turned back to the woman. Her hair was disheveled, some of her eye makeup was smeared, and one of the straps on her dress was torn. But her eyes were on him, taking in his movements. In a few strides, he was in front of her. "Thank you" he heard her whisper with her chest rising and falling with deep breaths. For some reason, he couldn't look away, his gaze was trapped in hers and hers in his.

"I don't live far," her voice was barely audible, "can you take me home?"

Without hesitating, he wrapped his metal arm around behind her back and his other hand under her legs, lifting her to his chest. Her body was warm and he could smell the alcohol coming from her.

He followed her directions as she pointed to her apartment. When they reached her door, he let her down so she could unlock it. She grabbed his metal hand and led him inside to the couch. This wasn't his mission and wasn't sure why he was doing this, but he shut the door behind him and sat on the couch next to her.

His brows furrowed as he watched her examine him. "Your eyes..." she whispered, raising a hand to his face. His eye twitched when her soft fingers traced down his forehead to his cheek. "Do you always wear a mask?" she asked softly as her fingers trailed over the mask, down his jaw. Finding the bottom of the mask, under his chin, she tugged on it slightly. He didn't move or resist, letting her pull the mask down. Her eyes drifted to his lips as her fingers feathered up over them.

Her gentle touch was compelling, pulling him in. The thirst to track down and kill his prey tonight was completely washed away with a strange desire to be with this woman. His metal arm reached around with his hand grabbing her hip. Her fingers on his lips moved down to his shoulder as he guided her body to be on top of him with her thighs straddling his legs. His other hand went to her back, pushing her closer to him.

The tension was hot and thick as neither moved from staring into each other's eyes. But the instant her eyes flickered to his lips, he caved, crashing his mouth against hers. With one hand on his chest and another sliding through his hair, she pulled herself against him, deepening the kiss. He pushed his tongue into her mouth, making her moan. Their tongues swirled around tasting each other. The movement was rough as if they were both starving. Her hips rocked against him and he groaned realizing his cock was getting hard.

She pulled back to catch her breath as he switched his hands, moving his metal one around the back of her neck and his other on her hip. He brought her head back to him as he captured her mouth again, sucking and biting on her bottom lip. Her soft moan made him want more. He lifted his hand from her hip up  to her breast, squeezing it through the fabric as her body continued to grind against him.

He released her mouth and forced her head to the side as he tasted her neck. She gasped as he found a few spots, sucking hard. He squeezed her breast more, fondling it to make her nipple hard. He looked down at her body before returning his gaze back up to her eyes as his slid his hand down from her breast to between her legs. She gripped his shoulders as he rubbed his fingers along her wet panties.

He watched her moan as he moved her panties to the side and pushed two fingers in her. With his fingers curling and wiggling inside her, she swayed her hips over his hands for movement. Her head tossed back breathing out "Oh god" as he pushed his fingers deeper inside.

He took his fingers out, grabbing the fabric of her panties and ripping them off as he pulled his hand out from between her legs. He let her steady herself before releasing his metal hand from her back. Her eyes locked onto his while he unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down slightly, and letting his hard cock out of his boxers.

She leaned her head closer to his shoulder as she reached down, taking his shaft in her hands; her hot breath blowing on his neck. He groaned as she moved her hand up and down, teasing the head of his cock with light squeezes. His hands found the end of her dress and lifted it up. She let go of him to help get her dress off and she unhooked her bra, sliding it off and tossing it aside.

She leaned up on her knees, allowing herself to position over his cock. He grabbed her hips to help her. With her hands back on his shoulders, she lowered herself, slowly. Her body arched against him and she moaned as she let his cock slide into her wet aching hole. He leaned his head back against the couch, watching as she moved her body up and down his cock; her breasts bouncing with the movement.

He left his metal hand on her hip and moved his other down. He pushed his thumb between her legs, finding her clit. "Oh fuck" she cried out. He pressed his thumb down in circular motions as he let her control the pace, letting her ride him up and down for her own pleasure. "Oh!...Oh!" she moaned as her body tensed against him. He closed his eyes, indulging in the sensation of her walls pulsing around his cock inside her.

He sat up and moved her to lay down on the couch. He pushed his pants and boxers down and took them off before crawling on top of her. Her hands reached under the fabric of his shirt as he brought himself down, kissing her roughly, tasting her mouth again.

He moved her legs as he lined his cock against her throbbing entrance. He grabbed her hips and thrusted inside. He lowered his head to the side of hers, hearing her sweet moans as he pushed in and out, going deeper and faster. Her nails dug into his back as he pounded over and over. "Ahh" she cried out when he moved faster to reach his climax. He groaned into her neck with the pressure building up. He thrusted harder, feeling his muscles contract and then his cock spasmed inside her.

Their heavy breaths filled the air. 

After catching his breath, he pushed himself up and pulled out of her, watching his seed drip down. His eyes scanned back up her body, her breasts rising and falling from her deep breathing. Then he looked back at her face. She was watching him but her eyes were getting heavy.

He got off the couch, picked her up and carried her down the hall to her bed. She fell asleep quickly once he tucked her in. He traced a finger around her face before turning back to the living room. He put his boxers and pants back on. His hand went into one of his pockets, pulling something out. He looked at it for a moment and decided to put it on the coffee table.

He gave one more glance down the hall and then left her apartment.

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Bucky groaned as his eyes slowly opened. He sat up, moving the sheets off of him, revealing a bulge in his boxers. "That damn dream again..." he murmured as he rubbed his temples. He picked up his phone seeing 3 missed calls from Sam.

"Hey Sam, what did you need?" Bucky asked, still a little groggy from just waking up

"It's urgent, Bucky. You need to get over here ASAP. A piece belonging to Hydra was just located." Sam exclaimed on the other end

"Shit," Bucky responded, "I'm on my way."