Bucky's Arrival

chapter 8

 The Asset sits and eats his food. He is behaving. If he finishes all of his food, the handler will praise him.

 Agent Sam is eating with them. He is at the table with the Asset and the handler. 

 Just as expected, the handler tells the Asset "good job" once his plate is cleared. He has completed the mission. 

 After dinner they sit on the couch. The agent and the handler discuss what to watch on TV. Technician Tony has also joined them. Everyone sits on the couch. 

 The technician is talking to the Asset. The Asset should pay attention. But he has that strange feeling in his genitals again. He has been feeling it frequently lately. 

 "What the hell are you doing?! Steve what is he doing?! Make him stop!" The technician exclaims.

 The Asset looks up. All eyes are on him. He doesn't understand why. 

 "Bucky, please take your hand out of your pants. That's not nice when other people are around." The handler says.

 The Asset should listen. But this feels good. He continues even though disobeying direct orders is misbehavior. Right now he needs this. He will take the punishment when he is done.

 "Listen, I, uh, I forgot I have this... other thing I gotta go do? I'll see you later, Steve." Agent Sam says awkwardly before leaving. 

 "I'm outta here too." The technician says. "Not in the mood to watch your super assassin masturbate. Teach him some manners, for real."

 The handler sighs after everyone is gone. "Oh, Buck..."

 The Asset knows he is misbehaving. He has ignored orders and made everyone leave. The handler must be angry. But right now he feels good, and he continues touching himself anyway. His flesh hand is inside his diaper stroking his penis, and it feels good. He doesn't understand why it made everyone upset but right now he doesn't care.

 "Come with me, Bucky." The handler says. He holds the Asset's metal hand and pulls him to his feet.

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 Steve is nervous. Him and Bucky used to do things like this, of course. But back then, Bucky was different. This feels wrong. Can Bucky even consent? 

 He tries to be calm as he has Bucky lay on the bed. He removes Bucky's pants and takes off his wet diaper. 

 "Now you can finish up." Steve says. "You can do that if you want to, it's not bad and you won't be punished. But you shouldn't do it in front of other people. I don't mind seeing it but the others don't like it. That's something you should only do when you're by yourself or with just me."

 Bucky looks at him curiously, studying him for a few moments before he resumes slowly jerking himself off.

 Steve should look away. He knows he should. Even though Bucky clearly doesn't understand the concept of privacy, he should still give it to him.

 But then without thinking, he lays next to Bucky on the bed.

 "Do you want some help?" 

 Bucky stares at him, still stroking himself. His eyes briefly flicker down to Steve's own crotch, where he surely must be sporting a tent because he's hard as a fucking rock and he doubts it's not visible. 

 Steve reaches over, slowly, eyes on Bucky's, watching for any negative reaction or any sign he doesn't want this. There isn't any. 

 Bucky moves his own hand and Steve takes Bucky's cock in his instead, stroking it like Bucky had been.

 "I love you, Bucky. I won't ever hurt you. I want to make you feel good."

 "Stevie." Bucky says. It's the first time since '45 Bucky's called him by his name.

 Steve smiles, leaning forward for a kiss. Bucky meets him in the middle.

 It soon turns to full on making out as Steve jerks Bucky off. Bucky starts grabbing at Steve's crotch and Steve shoves his own pants and underwear down so Bucky can work on him too.

 Unsurprisingly to Steve, he cums first. It's been so long since he's been with Bucky like this and he just couldn't last. Bucky follows a few minutes later, and they continue to just make out.

 As much as Steve hates to pull away, he knows he needs to get Bucky in a diaper before he's cleaning the bed and handling a meltdown. 

 "I love you so much, so so much Buck. I'm so glad we can be together again. I'll always love you and take care of you, anyway you need." Steve says as he diapers Bucky and gets him dressed.

 "Stevie." Bucky replies.

 "Yeah, that's me. I'm so glad you remember."

 Steve gets dressed again too and they cuddle close in the bed, Steve laying on his back with Bucky half on top of him, his head on his chest and one leg thrown over Steve's. Steve runs his fingers through Bucky's hair and just relaxes. He's so content in this moment. He never wants it to end. It's a little early for bed, but they fall asleep like that, holding each other.

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 The Asset is having the dream again. The one with the small man. The one he calls Stevie. But as they kiss, the small man grows. He is now big. The Asset recognizes him as his current handler. The one who is kind to him, and praises him, and does not punish. "I thought you were dead." The now large man says as he pulls away from the kiss.

 "I thought you were smaller." The Asset replies.

 "I used to be, Buck. I used to be."

 They are now suddenly in bed. The handler is taking off the Asset's pants. "I'll take care of you, Bucky. I won't hurt you."

 The Asset blinks and suddenly the kind handler is gone. The Commander is leaning over him now, pulling his pants off, an evil smile on his face. 

 "I'll take care of you real good."

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 The Asset gasps awake, sweaty and shaking. It's dark. The clock on the small bedside table reads just past 10. The handler is asleep next to him.

 He has to get out. He can't stay here, he's suffocating, he can't breathe, he needs to get out of here. He tries to be careful as he gets up as to not wake the handler but he's panicking.

 He goes out to the living room, finding his shoes. He puts them on and gets on the moving box. "Elevator." He presses each button until he lands on the ground floor, where he sees the dark of night through the glass doors. His face is wet again for some reason. He runs, out of the elevator, out of the doors, and off into the night.