Marvel/Actor Stories

Jealous Barnes (B.B. smut)

You and Bucky are in that weird together but not together relationship. One night at a bar with the others, he gets jealous. That jealousy leads to a talk, and some fun make-up sex.

Warnings: jealous Bucky, arguing, Daddy/praise kinks, unprotected sex. (nearly 3800 words in here, sorry)

Bucky was in a mood tonight. While he says he doesn't mind me around when he is like that, I also know he needs space.

So I kissed his cheek before we all left for the bar; me, Bucky, Steve, Tony, Wanda, Nat and Sam. We aren't together but we have been tiptoeing around it. "Find me if you want to, okay? And I'll check in." I said softly.

He nodded, "I'll be around, sugar." I was thankful he was even coming.

In the car his hand drifted to my thigh casually, and teased me by going just under the hem of my mid-thigh dress.

I squirmed a little, which seemed to amuse him judging by the smirk on his face. "Bucky, please." I whimpered into his ear subtly, though everyone knows about our situation.

He licked his lower lip then squeezed my thigh one more time before removing his hand.

I was dancing with Nat and Wanda, Sam and Steve were close by having a drink. Bucky was lurking across the room, but I felt him watching me protectively. Tony had gone off with a couple people he knew through his company.

Suddenly there was decent looking guy about two feet from me, eyeing me up and down like I was a juicy steak. "Hi, there."

I gave a polite but uninterested smile, "Hi." I replied flatly, hoping to get the point across.

He stepped a few inches closer, "I'm Ryan."

I sighed softly, "I'm not interested, but thank you."

He scoffed, coming another step closer; so Nat and Wanda were instantly by my sides. "Oh, come on, you're beautiful. God.. the things I'm picturing doing to that..."

"I said, I'm not interested." I repeated firmly, getting pissed.

He looked offended, like he wasn't used to rejection and I was personally being mean by not being interested in him. "Can't a guy just compliment you and buy you a drink?"

I shook my head, rolling my eyes. "The gross thing you were in the middle of saying was far from a compliment."

He angrily moved into my face.

Surprisingly it wasn't Nat or Wanda who was suddenly between me and this guy with their forearm across Ryan's chest. It was Steve, with Sam a few steps behind. "Back off, pal."

I was relieved it didn't come to me handling it, though I definitely could have. "Whoa. Captain America? You stop nice guys from talking to beautiful women?"

"No, I stop creeps from bothering women. Especially women who have said that are not interested. Twice."

Ryan took a step back and held up his hands in a want-to-be-funny show of surrender. "Alright. Message heard."

I rolled my eyes, "It's pathetic it had to come from a man for you to listen." I was disgusted that it went down like that.

The guy walked away, so I hugged Steve happily. "Thanks, Steve. He was a creep."

He chuckled and shrugged it off. I smiled up at him as he said, "It was the right thing to do. You alright?"

"Oh, definitely. But who wants another drink?" I asked happily, trying to move on from the major buzz-kill moment. The girls followed me.