Saved - A Bucky Barnes love story

Renovations and a trip to the hardware store

You have to give Tony one thing, he knows really capable people. In the last four weeks our house has been completely renovated and is ready to move into. All we have to do is paint the rooms, assemble furniture and put the finishing touches on everything. I still can't believe that today will be the day. While Loki and Sam are painting the upper rooms, Steve, Bucky and Thor work in the garden. Peter, Bruce and Nat paint the lower floor while Tony, Wanda, Vision and i assemble furniture. So that we can work in peace, Leon is with Pepper and Morgan. "How the hell are you supposed to understand these instructions?" Tony looks frantically at the instructions for assembling the wall cabinets for the kitchen. "Oh come on Tony. Is such a simple instruction overwhelming our genius?" I tease him as I walk past the kitchen. I can hear him aping me as I step out onto the porch. I was just upstairs to see how Sam and the others are getting on and I have to say, I'm sure Leon will get the nicest room. Loki insisted on painting Leon's room and I have to say he's damn good at it. The main color is a soft sea blue on which Loki has drawn lots of different sea animals and fish on one side. Now I'm almost jealous that our room is only painted in one color. On the porch, I let myself fall on the new lounge furniture that I put together earlier. Apparently I did everything right, at least the sofa doesn't collapse when I let myself fall on it. I watch Steve and Bucky set up a swing and I can't help but notice how hot Bucky is. I don't think I've ever really seen him do any physical work before. But as he stands there, in jeans and a T-shirt, sweating and his muscles popping out while holding the frame of the swing, I would like to send everyone away and disappear with him into our bedroom. When the two are done, Bucky comes to me and sits down next to me. He puts his arm around me and I snuggle up to him. "I already love our home. I still can't believe we're actually moving out," I say while looking out into our garden. "Finally" says Bucky and pulls me closer to him. "Then we can finally work properly on baby number two," he whispers in my ear and I cross my legs to stop the throbbing between my legs. This man is still driving me crazy and he is only too aware of it. "Before you two make out in front of an audience again, you could make yourself useful" Sam steps on the porch and rolls his eyes. "What can we do for you Sam?" I ask, almost happy about the distraction. I don't think I could resist Bucky much longer. "We ran out of paint. Could you go to the hardware store and get some?" "All right, we're already on our way" I get up and pull Bucky behind me. In the hallway I grab my handbag and we go to my car. "Why exactly are we taking your car?" asks Bucky. We rarely take my car because it is bigger and bulkier than Bucky's car - my car is a family car. But it is precisely because of its size that we take it today. "Because we definitely need a lot of storage space. I also want to drive today" I get in and wait for Bucky to take the passenger seat. When we arrive at the hardware store, we stand in front of the shelf with the various paint buckets. "Did Sam say what color went out?" I ask. It only occurs to me now that we haven't even clarified this. We also didn't even clarify how much paint is needed. "I don't think so," Bucky stares into the shelf as perplexed as I do. Then he takes his cell phone out of his pocket and calls Sam. "Sam, what color went out?" he asks. I can't hear what Sam is saying. "You could have just told us without asking what is needed ....... yes ..... and how much of it? Ok" he hangs up and I look at him with a raised eyebrow. "The cream tone we want to use for our bedroom, dining room and living room is empty. Sam said 3-4 buckets should be enough." "Then let's take six buckets as a precaution? I don't feel like coming back here," I suggest. "Ok" Bucky starts loading the buckets into the shopping cart. Instead of helping, I stand like a schoolgirl in love and watch his every move. I have no idea how heavy the buckets are but how his human arm tenses when he lifts them up is just sexy. And how his sweaty T-shirt sticks to him ..... I would like to tear it off him right away. "Earth to Michelle" Bucky waves in front of my face and pulls me out of my thoughts. "What?" I ask softly, still distracted by the sight of him. "Everything OK?" "Mhmm ..." I hum and bite my lower lip. Obviously, Bucky has now realized what is going through my head. He pulls me close and mumbles against my temple "as soon as Leon sleeps tonight and the others are gone, I'll be yours." We pay and go back to the car. Bucky loads the buckets in the trunk and I put the shopping cart back in the designated device. Bucky can be really mean if he wants to. As soon as we're on the street again, he puts his hand on my thigh and just knowing that his hand is there drives me crazy. And he knows that very well. When I can't take it any longer, I turn into a secluded parking lot and drive into a parking space. "Why are we stopping?" asks Bucky, supposedly innocent. "You know that very well." I loosen my seat belt before I loosen his too and lean towards him. We make out like two teenagers. With my left hand I open Bucky's pants and slide my hand inside. "My greedy girl ...... tell me what you need" Bucky's breath quickened as I start to jerk him off. "I want your dick ... inside of me" without premonition I free his dick completely from his boxer shorts and put it in my mouth. I can hear Bucky draw in his breath sharply as I circle the tip of his penis with my tongue. "Take what you need baby ..... it's all yours," he moans. His hands claw into my hair and he pushes me down slightly which makes it even easier for me to take him in deeply. He loosens one hand from my hair and hits my bum with it. I groan as he begins to massage the affected area. "Baby I'll cum if you don't stop," he growls between clenched teeth. That only spurs me on even more. I accelerate my pace and suck in my cheeks. His dick starts to twitch in my mouth and seconds later Bucky moans loudly, braces his hip against me and he discharges his sperm into my mouth. I swallow every drop and lick him clean before I straighten up. I grin at him playfully while wiping my mouth with the back of my hand. "Come here" Bucky pulls me over so that I am now sitting astride him. Thank god I decided to put on a dress this morning because it was so hot today. He runs his hand between my spread legs and caresses me through my underwear. "My dirty girl ...... so wet for me" he teases me through my underwear and I start grinding against his fingers. I literally beg "Please", I have to feel him inside me. "Please what baby? You have to tell me what you want" he grins mischievously at me while he pushes my underwear to the side and slowly strokes my folds. "I want to feel you inside of me. I want your dick inside me." I close my fingers again around his, still hard, dick. "Is that why you have been checking me out all day? Because you want me to fuck you hard?" he growls softly against my ear. Fuck what is this man doing to me? I can't concentrate on anything but his fingers that are still teasing me. I whimper and finally Bucky shows mercy on me. He pushes the fabric of my underwear to the side so that my opening hovers over him. He pulls me down on his dick and I'm almost breathless, he feels so good inside me. I ride him unrestrained and bring myself closer to the climax with every thrust. While his metal hand kneads my ass, he slips off the straps of my dress and exposes my breasts. He starts sucking on one breast and teases the nipple on the other breast. I put my head back and scream as my orgasm sweeps over me. I feel Bucky's dick start twitching inside me as I pull myself together around him. Bucky comes with a throaty growl and I feel his sperm run out of me and spread on the inside of my thighs. Exhausted, I slump on top of him and he wraps his arms around me. "Where did that come from, honey?" he asks gently as he strokes my back and kisses me tenderly on the head. I look at him dreamily. "I don't know ... but seeing how you were in control of all the work today, how your muscles were visible under your shirt when you had to lift something heavy, just kind of turned me on. And when you get sweaty, you're just damned hot." "Then I'll have to do physical work in front of you more often," giggles Bucky, amused. Playfully I hit him on the chest and kiss him deeply. "I think we should go home before the others worry about us," I say at some point and open the passenger door and climb out. "Will you give me my handbag?" I ask Bucky. He grabs the bag on the back seat and hands it to me. Fortunately, I always have handkerchiefs and a bottle of water in my pocket - usually not for moments like now, but hey, sometimes things have to be misused. I hand Bucky a couple of tissues and then clean myself up as best I can. For a moment I have to support myself on the roof of the car because my legs are still very shaky. "Should I drive us home?" asks Bucky when he realizes that I'm not making any move to take a seat on the driver's side. "That would be good. I don't think my legs could use a gas pedal right now," I admit and notice myself blushing. Bucky gets out and takes me in his arms. "No need to blush honey. I have to admit that I purposely teased you. Now that I know that this is what I'm going to conjure up in you, I'll never stop teasing you again." That doesn't exactly help me not to blush. I bury my face in his chest and inhale his scent. A mixture of his natural body odor, sweat and the typical smell that clings to you after you have sex. We both really need a shower. I kiss him tenderly before getting into the car as a passenger. As we drive home now, his hand is resting on my thigh again, but this time there is nothing sexual about this gesture. I lean my head on his shoulder and just enjoy the quiet in the car. At home, Bucky starts to unload the paint cans and Sam and Loki also help. After the last room has been painted, the furniture is in place and the boxes are unpacked, we all sit comfortably together in the garden. We had ordered pizza and are now all sitting around stuffed. In fact, three buckets of paint would have been enough. Anyway, the rest of the buckets go in the basement. Bucky's and my little stopover either didn't attract anyone's attention or it just doesn't appeal to anyone. I am very happy that nobody addresses it. The others don't have to know everything. As it approaches seven in the evening, the others begin to make their way home. Tony offered us that Leon could sleep there tonight. He was already there anyway and so Bucky and I could celebrate the first night in our own house. "And you are sure that it is okay that you take care of Leon tonight?" I ask again. I don't want anyone to feel like I'm deporting my child. "Of course. We all miss the little one," Tony reassures me. "Tony is right about that. Leon will definitely stay with us," says Loki, which makes me laugh. Loki will probably move in with us at some point because he is afraid that he will not see Leon at all. "Ok, then just let me quickly pack a few things for him" I go inside and pack some clothes, his toothbrush, his pajamas and Mr. Peanut Butter in a backpack and give it to Loki when I'm back downstairs. "Then take good care of my little darling and give him a big kiss for me." Bucky and I wave to the others as they drive away. Then we go inside and I let myself fall on the sofa. "We actually moved. I can hardly believe it." Says Bucky "what are the two of us doing now that we're all alone?" "I have an idea" I say and my gaze wanders to our game console. Bucky follows my gaze and a roguish grin appears on his face. "But I'm player one," Bucky grabs one of the controllers and starts adjusting everything. Then we officially ring in the first evening in our own home.