The Aftermath

Chapter 14

You sigh in relief when you and Bucky finally step foot back inside your apartment. "It's good to be home," you groan happily as you drop your bag by the door and kick off your shoes, stretching dramatically and turning to pull Bucky into your embrace. You had wanted nothing but to have him all to yourself for days now and you had plans. Unfortunately, it seemed that your stomach had other plans as it chose the second your lips connected to release and embarrassingly loud gurgle. "Maybe I should go get us some food," Bucky chuckles against your lips but you don't have the Will to protest. "Perhaps while I'm gone, you can choose which room we'll move into?" You give him a slightly confused look and he pulls you back to his mouth, kissing you breathless before elaborating in a deep, gravelly tone that makes your toes curl. "Now that you're mine, I have no intentions of spending another night without you by my side. Now that I know what it's like to sleep next to you. To have you in my bed and wrapped around me, I refuse to sleep any other way. So your room or mine, you choose but it will be our room now." You smile brightly as you push him back towards the door. "In that case, go get us some sustenance and hurry back. I'll choose our room and prepare it...and myself," you purr and watch as his eyes darken to a sexy shade that you find intoxicating. "We'll definitely need some fuel for some of the things I have in mind." Bucky leaves but not before he adjusts his pants with a muttered curse that threatens to make you laugh aloud.

You linger in the hallway between your rooms for a moment before finally deciding upon your own, knowing it is slightly larger and it would be easier to move Bucky's belongings than yours. You open the door and come to a halt when you see an unexpected package upon your bed that had a giant bow and a note attached. You step forward hesitantly and pluck the note from atop the gift, reading it with surprise.

(Y/N),

Since we didn't get to say goodbye consider this a token of my appreciation for your help and your attitude.

To unexpected friendships,
Zemo

A small part of you knows you should probably be concerned that the Baron had been able to send a gift in his condition of imprisonment...and that he had known your address...and that someone had managed to enter into your apartment to place the gift into your room...but as you open the gift, you decide to let it go. Nestled inside of the box was a dress just like the one you wore in Madripoor that Bucky had been so fond of and a Cheshire like smile spreads across your face as you change into the garment and go to await your boyfriend's return.

Bucky returns shortly and you wait excitedly on the couch as he enters the apartment, not fully paying attention to his surroundings. "I'm back doll," he calls out as he shrugs carefully out of his jacket, switching the takeout from one hand to the other. "I got your fav-," his words die in his throat as he spots you and his eyes drink in the sight of you. "It's good to see that you still like this outfit," you smirk as you watch his Adam's apple bob with a thick swallow. "Doll, you look-," again his words die off as he examines you. Teasing him further, you slink off of your perch and sashay towards him, rubbing against him as you take the food from his hands. The second his hands are free, he is pulling you to him, his mouth hungrily ravaging yours. "Food first," you chuckle as you break away from him, "we both need energy for what I have planned." Bucky's gaze never wavered from you for a moment as the two of you ate and you slowly began making a game of it, trying to be seductive and flirty as you slowly ate your food. It wasn't until you were both finished that you realized just how tightly he was wound and how very thin his restraint was. "Which room?" he growled in a voice so gravelly, you almost didn't understand him. "Mine...will be ours now," you answered nervously and that was all you had time to get out before he was on you.

He practically lunges at you as he claims your mouth, ravaging you with a carnal hunger that you quickly feel rising within yourself as he scoops you up into his arms and carries you to your room. Your back thumps against the door as he spins to shut it, placing you back on your feet as he uses his vibranium hand to pin your arms above your head. His other hand slides down your body and up your skirt, rising higher and higher until he reaches your center that is already soaked for him. "No panties doll?" he croaks against your neck before nipping at your sweet spot at the same moment that one finger slides into you. You are thankful he is holding you up as your legs threaten to give out at the sudden onslaught of sensation that washes through you and a cry tears itself from your throat. "You've been a naughty girl teasing me all night doll," Bucky croons as he inserts another finger and you desperately tug at your wrists, wanting to touch him. "Uh uh. You don't get to touch me doll. At least not yet," he punctuates his statement by adding a third finger and you cry out as your mind blanks in pure pleasure. "Cum for me doll," he commands and you do with a loud moan. His grin is sinful as he brings his fingers up and sucks them clean of your essence, an action that could almost make you cum again.