All I Want Is Everything

The chase

I love myself, I want you to love me
When I feel down, I want you above me
I search myself, I want you to find me
I forget myself, I want you to remind me

Divinyls, I Touch Myself

Bucky coddled Ella relentlessly for the next few days, suspending this behavior only when one of them had something that had to be done outside of the house. While Ella was at her analyst's, he went to his house and packed up some of his things for the drawers that were waiting for him, his share of the closet. 50/50. He shook his head as he packed. Ella did nothing halfway, she led with her heart once her brain had constructed a plan and its execution.

Ella was fatigued and had been crying when she got back from her analyst late that afternoon but seemed cheerful enough. "I got an appointment for a trauma specialist," she said. "Sam was right. Thank you for talking to him." She reached up to bring his head down for a kiss, and he cuddled her to him. "I go at the end of the week. Still got some work done with my old one today, so I want to express myself to you."

"I'm always interested in what you have to say," Bucky said, nuzzling her hair.

"Ok, and keep in mind that this is an invitation. You can decline and it won't be horrible," she said, and he nodded. "Like, I don't know when your lease is up, but I wanted to ask you to move in with me whenever you want. I know it seems fast, considering the length of our romantic relationship, but in light of the totality of our friendship, we're pretty slow." He laughed. "In any case, I have a new garage door opener for you, you can have the bay of your choice. But I thought it would be neat to get your drums set up in the music room, we could play together again. Or you could take another room. I just really love you, James, and I want to spend as much time with you as we can. I know I overthink things and go into a tailspin, so I wanted to say that before I got all weird."

"I'd love that, Bella," he said immediately. "Sweetheart, you're the perfect kind of weird for me." She chuckled as he tightened his arms around her and he felt her relax. "Oh, baby, I really want to make my home with you."

"I'm so glad," she said, face muffled in his chest. "There's certainly plenty of room here, you can bring everything. Whenever you want. And of course your parents are welcome to stay here anytime they come out here."

"Dad's talking about retiring next year," Bucky said. "They're talking about moving out here, but I don't know if they'll actually go through with leaving Brooklyn. We can put them in the guesthouse. I have this plan to make you come on every fuckable surface in this house, and I don't know if we'll be done by then. It's a big house, and I'd probably like to go back to favorite spots." He smiled when she started to giggle, something she rarely did.

"If we're talking about goals, I'd like a few more games of midnight naked 'Catch Me," she said.

"As many as you want, Bella," he said silkily. "I love hunting you in the dark. Ending up balls deep in that gorgeous pussy, making you come is one of my favorite things in life."

"Agreed," she said. "Maybe we could also institute games during the day, for special occasions. Like you agreeing to move in," she purred, hand moving down to the hem of his t-shirt. "Not that I don't love your tight t-shirts, but you do look so good out of them."

"I like the sound of that, Bella, and in the spirit of fairness, you can keep your bra on so that you can run when I chase you," he said, nipping at her ear and popping the first button on her blouse. "Stakes could be... winner chooses where and how to fuck. So get ready to get on your back and spread those legs for me, we'll start off with some muff diving, then we'll see."