Love Me Anyway-A Bucky Barnes Romance (some smut)

Let Me Hold You

Before coming to bed, Bucky took a shower in the spare bathroom. He didn't have anything to sleep in so he put his underwear and jeans back on. When he came into Ava's bedroom, she was already laying in the bed. 

"Bucky, I know jeans are not comfortable to sleep in. You can take them off. I promise it won't bother me." She turned the other direction while he took off his jeans and slipped under the covers. He was now only wearing his boxer-briefs. 

Ava moved toward him and put her head on his chest while his arm wrapped around her shoulders. She was still wearing the long sleeve shirt she had on after her shower. Her hair had dried into soft waves against her back. Bucky started to run his fingertips over her back.

"That feels so good," she said. "Thank you for staying. I don't mean to be needy or clingy; it's just been...." she stopped struggling for the right words to say how she felt. "I spent so many years trying to forget about Hydra and the past. I was doing fine until Walker showed up. But, honestly, if he hadn't come, I would have never met you. These past few days with you have been the best I've had in a long, long time."

She looked up at Bucky, "I feel the same way, Ava. The past few years have been hard. After Thanos and then the Flagsmashers, I struggled. Things started to look up a few months back, but since I came here, I feel like I found a missing piece of my life."

Ava lifted her head from his chest and slowly moved toward his face. This was the first time she ever initiated a kiss with him. She pressed her lips to his and ran her tongue across them. When he opened his mouth, their tongues met. Bucky's hand reached up to cup the back of her head and hold her in place as the kiss became more passionate. 

Ava's hands began to explore his chest feeling the muscles and the raised scars near his metal arm. He moaned a little as she touched him, giving her the courage to continue. While she touched him, he was slowly running his hand up and down her back getting closer to her waist and hips. He finally reached down to touch her ass and cupped it with his hand. 

"Doll," he said raggedly, breaking their kiss, "tell me if I do something you don't like. I don't want to scare you away."

"Bucky," she replied looking at him, "I want you to touch me. I need you to touch me. Show me what it is supposed to be like! Please!" Her hair was wild from his hands and her eyes held a fire he hadn't seen before. 

"Are you sure, Ava?" he asked her. 

"Yes! I have never been more sure of anything!" she cried as she reached back up to kiss him again. 

Bucky pulled Ava closer, practically laying her on top of his body. He continued to kiss her as his hands began to pull her shirt up to her waist. He slipped his hand into her underwear to grasp her backside again. Her slight moan caused him to squeeze his hand on her. He then rolled them both over so he was on top of her holding his weight on his metal arm. 

"Doll, can I take of your shirt?" he asked hesitantly. He wanted this woman so badly, but he was terrified he would scare her or hurt her. 

She looked up at him, her pupils were dilated with her desire, and she nodded her head. It wasn't until the shirt was over her head that she remembered the scar on her back. She pulled away slightly, looking at him with worried eyes, quickly covering her chest with her arms. "Bucky, I need to tell you something, well, I guess show you something." She turned her back to him to reveal a large letter "R" carved into her shoulder. 

"Who did this to you, Ava?" Bucky asked barely concealing his rage. 

"R-Rumlow," she stammered, "it was when he had stolen me from Hydra. They always told him he couldn't leave lasting marks on my body, but when he kidnapped me, he would carve that letter in my back every time I tried to fight back." Her body was shaking and she was scared to turn and face him, worried he would find her repulsive now that he'd seen her scar. 

Bucky gently turned her body around. He kissed her gently on the lips. "What's going thru that beautiful head of yours, doll?" he asked softly. 

"I just don't want you to find me repulsive, Bucky. I-I have never shown anyone my back before. It's why I don't wear a tank top at work. I am ashamed that he did that to me, that I didn't do anything to stop him." She felt a tear slide down her cheek. 

"Baby," he said, pulling her to his chest and laying back down with her looking up at him, "you did not LET him do anything to you. You survived! And you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen; nothing will change the way I see you. You are beautiful inside and out." He kissed the top of her head. "Let me just hold you tonight!"

"O.k." she answered as she put her head on his chest and fell asleep listening to his heart beat.