Dark Desires (Bucky Barnes) ((Steve Rogers))

Chapter 11: Holy Shit

Following their freedom from Hydra, Bucky and Cara remained in Wakanda for a few weeks, making sure the tampering with their minds had been a permanent success and that there were no side effects. It certainly hadn't effected their sex drive toward one another. They fucked any time they got the chance, as well as everywhere they got the chance to. They also didn't hold back on the roughness in their sexual encounters either. They were like wild animals and neither one of them could get enough of it. They also trained together everyday, running, sparring, target practice, hand to hand combat with knives, even battle scenarios so they could work together more cohesively. Sometimes they mixed training with with pleasure, Bucky taking her down in the jungle on a run and the two of them having at it right there, not caring who or what saw them. Nights were even better though. They slept in the bed together, Bucky holding her each night in some way whether both arms were wrapped tightly around her, or she was asleep with one hand and her head on his chest holding her close to him with one arm, or even tangled in each other's arms. Waking each morning to the sun and one another, and better yet, no nightmares.

Shuri had warned them that they still would experience nightmares on occasion but that they must continue with Dr. Raynor to treat the rest of their brains that needed healing. But they definitely wouldn't be every night like they had been. Cara also felt better about saying goodbye to Steve and reassuring him that it was okay and she would be okay. She definitely had been more upbeat, closer to her old self than she had been in a long time. Over all comforted that he could rest now. The fact they were supposed to leave in two days, was the only thing weighing Cara down.

Cara had also received video calls at least three times a week from some of the team. Mostly they were from Tony but Nat had called as well, so had Wanda and Vision as well as Clint and Sam once or twice. They missed them both of course but they knew Bucky wouldn't answer a video call, instead harassing him to join some of the calls from the background. Sam had also called Bucky just on his phone a few times. It was nice to know they were missed but it still didn't make leaving any easier.  The two were currently in a training session, Cara running and jumping through the tree tops, firing arrows at pre placed targets as Bucky ran synchronously below her, throwing knives or shooting his own targets. As they emerged for the final target, Cara took a giant leap from the tree line, bow ready, lining up her shot as she flew through the air. Bucky ran underneath her, his rifle held firmly in his right hand. As if on cue Bucky spun around a small rock for cover, pulling up his rifle and Cara had her body completely parallel with the ground. They fired at the same time, hitting their target dead center at the exact same time. When Cara fell she landed in a roll, stopping in a pose next to Bucky who still had his rifle up, looking through the scope.

"You're ass looks amazing in that suit by the way, not sure if I've ever told you. I've wanted to but you know, just to be thorough." Bucky said not even looking at her.

Cara stood up placing her hand on his shoulder.

"You have told me." She leaned down giving him a kiss on his cheek, "Many times. But you keep telling me."

"Perfect. Have I told you how much I'm looking forward to tearing into it tonight?"

Cara laughed and Bucky smiled at her as he got up from his kneeling position, slapping her firmly on the ass with his metal hand, holding the rifle toward the sky with the other. Okoye, Shuri and T'Challa approached them, having been watching from afar. T'Challa was trying to hide a smile while Okoye looked at them sternly and Shuri openly smiled clapping as they got closer.

"Very good, it would appear your procedure,  training and rehabilitation here has served both of you well." T'Challa said.

"It most certainly has, thank you." Bucky said shaking his hand.