My Little Dove

Chapter 20

Bucky's POV:

"Still not up, huh?"

"Tony, be quiet" I mumble

"I told your big ass head to go train an hour ago"

"Stop talking so damn loud, she's trying to sleep and turn around so I can put on some underwear or something"

"You fucking idiot. You slept with her"

"I did. I shouldn't have"

"Why do you regret it?"

"I...I think she regrets it. I rushed it. It doesn't feel right"

"Stop giving me these half-ass answers" He mumbles as we walked out of her room

"I said some shit about other women while we were doing it. She was acting strange after we finished. I think I messed it up"

"Did she not want to...?"

"No! No! She Initiated it. I feel like she was more trying to get her mind away then...you know. I should've stopped it"

"Well, if you two knew how to stop thinking with what's between your legs, you wouldn't feel this"

"How would it feel?" I whispered

"You'd feel like you made the right decision. Not a doubt in mind. Not a regret in your conscious. You'd feel good and whole and satisfied"

"And neither of us feel that" I sigh

"Talk to her"

I look up and Dove stood in my shirt, looking like a cute little meek mouse. "I thought I was meant to train"

"Then you better hurry" He swats, standing up

She sits next to me and I admire her face. "I'm really sorry about last night"

"What are you apologizing for?"

"For semi-pressuring, you to sleep with me"

"You never did that. You gave me plenty of chances to stop it"

"Do you think we should've waited?"

"I think it doesn't matter. We did what we did and I felt kinda odd about It after. I talked to Monica and I slept on it and what can we do? We could spend our whole lives talking about what we should've done and whatnot. So what we didn't feel 100% after? Sometimes that happens"

"So, you feel ok now?"

"Now? I feel really sore"

"I wore you the hell out, didn't I?" I laugh

"Maybe"

"And I'd do it again" I whisper, kissing her cheekbone.

She smiles and stands up, walking away. Her ass peeked out at the bottom of the shirt.

"Does this mean if I ask to see your tits, you'd show me?" I joke

She turns around and lifts the shirt. No panties, no bra. Nothing.

"Holy shit" I mumble, walking over to her

She lets the material fall back down, covering her up.

"Maybe I can convince Tony to train later and we can do something else"

"Nope, I'm going out all day long with Monica and Yelena. You, big boy. Stay and do what you're told like a good boy"

Her words.

"Yes ma'am. You can come back home to a surprise"

She kisses my nose and walks away.

"You done being all sappy?" Tony fusses, a mouth full of burger