Hate me like you do

I'm gonna kill him

Ever since the other day Wren had been on high alert for Bucky and whatever it was he was planning because after his little stunt he had to be planning something. She knew he'd been frustrated that she'd kept her distance, but she hadn't been prepared for how equally frustrated she'd become. Her little game with him a month ago had been fun, but it had led to a lot of sexual tension that she'd been unwilling to take out on anyone else. Wren had come close a few times with a couple of agents that were more than interested. It's was just that at the moment it started to get really heated Bucky's stupid face would pop up in her head.

Knowing that all she could think about was him she shut it down each time. It was giving her a bit of a reputation as a cock tease, but she didn't care. Wren doubted any of them would have been able to give her what she really needed anyway. There was just something about a good old fashioned hate fucking that a random hook up couldn't give you. The anticipation of them finally getting it out of the way was killing her, but she refused to give in to his demand.

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Three days later

Running her hands through her hair Wren really tried to focus on what Steve was telling her about their upcoming mission. It was very hard to do because all she could focus on was the way his very tight light blue under armor shirt hugged every defined muscle he had.

The longer she went without sex and the more Bucky's and her game played out the more she had begun looking at every man that was remotely attractive like he was a big ol' steak that she wanted to sink her teeth into. Everything was going fine until he brought up Bucky and then her desire to lick every inch of Steve's perfect chest flew out of her head.

"I'm really sorry. I know I was supposed to go with you, but I'm being pulled for an immediate assignment. I know you and Buck don't get along, but he's the only one available who I trust to help you get this done without any delays or mistakes." That got her undivided attention.

"Wait what? You're making me go with Barnes?" What was he and Tony thinking? This wasn't a same day mission, this was a few days, maybe a week long thing. They would be at each other's throats by the end of the first day and probably only one would make it back because she would end up killing Bucky and then she'd lose all of her friends...

"Come on Wren, he's not that bad. I really need you guys to get along for the sake of the mission. It's a simple watch and report recon, but there's so many things that could go wrong. With your guy's history we don't have to worry about you being detected. It's two days, three at the most." Steve sighs as he scoots closer to where she's sitting on her bed reaching his hand out for hers. "Please, for me?"

Steve fucking Rogers and his beautiful ocean blue eyes. She was helpless against his puppy dog eyes and he knew that, the adorably sexy manipulative bastard. He knew he had her when she unclenched her jaw and raised her right eyebrow. Pulling her over into his side he kissed the top of her head. "Thank you, sweetheart. I knew I could count on you."

"You owe me, Spangles. Big time." She glared up at him, but even that didn't last long because she just couldn't stay mad at Steve for anything.

Laughing he hugged her tighter and agreed. "Done. When you get back, me and you will hit the town and I'll even throw in dinner."

"I don't know if just one night of drinks and food will be good enough for the hell I'm about to endure, Stevie." She teasingly pokes his side with a fake frown.

Giving in easily he surrenders with his hands raised. "Alright, alright fine. Three nights out on the town and I'll even let you drag me back to that bar. You get all dolled up and this time I'll make sure it's just me and you." Wren pretends to think about it for a long moment to drag out the suspense before holding out her hand.