The Barnes Legacy

Buttercream And Bullet Casings

Hey y'all! As always there's a smut warning, vulgar language warning and just all the warning m'kay? Some mentions of blood and death. But y'all know the deal. This story ain't for the weak 😉
Any words written in Romanian or Spanish will be translated in parentheses right after, you know I won't make y'all scroll to the bottom! Also I'm Texan born and raised so I might slip up and use the word y'all in the story from time to time. I apologize in advance.

Unrelated, thank y'all for all the love that y'all gave The Beauty Within. If there are any newbies here please go read The Beauty Within first as this is the sequel to that fic.

As always y'all are the best and comments and recommendations for future chapters and/or stories are welcome and accepted.

Love y'all and let's get into it!
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Your music was blasting throughout the kitchen in the back of your bakery, the hip shaking rhythm of Selena Quintanilla's 'Si Una Vez' blocking out any noise that might alert you to someone entering the front of your store. You were singing along as you placed your most recent customer's cake in the oven as you backed up with your eyes closing, a hand coming across your waist to hug yourself in the front and your other hand in the air. Backing up from the oven and moving your hips to the rhythm as you sang along to the ballad.

https://music.youtube.com/watch?v=xTugQmlHpvM&feature=share

Yo
Te di todo mi amor y más
Y tú
No reconoces ni lo que es amar
Yo
Me puse dispuesta a tus pies
Y tan solo con desprecio me has pagado, pero ahora ve
Si una vez dije que te amaba, hoy me arrepiento

You were so enveloped in the music that you didn't hear him walk into your store and call your name. You didn't hear him walk into the kitchen and give a soft whistle under his breath. You couldn't see his eyes full with lust and desire as they slowly look you over from head to toe and back up again. You couldn't see him lick his lips starving for a taste of you. You didn't hear him shuffle up behind you, close enough to take in your captivating smell of your Rose perfume and vanilla from the cake. If he wanted to he could just lean forward half an inch and make his presence known, but he wouldn't. Not yet. He could feel his erection start to grow in his pants and he loved it. He loved that you could do this to him without a word or even a look. Just the thought of you and seeing you dancing this way was enough.

He finally decided it was time. With silent and precise movements his arms moved to their target. They mimicked your hands and landed on the same placements as yours, the massive size of his hands compared to yours causing his hands to automatically close around yours. His head lowering down to nuzzle the soft spot on your neck, the one place that makes you melt and moan instantly without thinking. He pulled you in tighter against him. You could instantly feel his rock hard cock against your ass.

You froze for a quick second. Just a millisecond, until you breathed in deep. The familiar scent of mahogany and teakwood filling your senses. Your head leaned back and your eyes closed as a smile crawled across your face. "I'll have you know sir, singing and dancing is extra. They don't come complementary with the desserts."

Bucky smiled and kissed up your neck. Alternating between small kisses and tiny nips all while keeping up with the rhythm and moving his hips along with yours. "Well good. I'd hate to think anyone else can do this with my wife. You'd have to close down your bakery cause all your customers would mysteriously disappear." He smiled as the hand that was in the air turned you to face him and came back down to your waist.

You looked up at him and kissed him deeply. "You were gone too long mi amor (my love). The kids and I missed you." Bucky reluctantly pulled away from your kiss and responded, "I know păpușă, îmi pare rău (doll, I'm sorry). It couldn't be helped. Things got." He trailed off trying to put things lightly. He knew you worried for him and he knew you'd get upset knowing he was in danger, even if you did know his work was dangerous. "Complicated. But it's okay. Clint and I took care of things. I do however need your help changing the dressing on a wound." He flashed you that smile that he knows gets you to agree to anything.

"Ugh," you feigned annoyance, "I guess I could. But if you and this," you pressed your leg against his solid erection eliciting a moan from him, "don't stop pushing up against me, I won't be able to for at least another hour."

Bucky pulled back, "an hour!" He chuckled and faked surprise, "doll, I plan on fucking you all night long and maybe even making you late for work tomorrow."

You smiled, "well you'll just have to wait. I just put this cake in and still have to feed the kids." Bucky's eyes lit up at the mention of your kids. He had grown even more close to them and they had also grown close to him. He had become the father they needed, their donor wasn't present in their life, he even signed over his parental rights so when the kids started calling him papa (dad) without him or you asking them to, he couldn't stop the tears from flowing.

"How are my babies?" He beamed. You smiled, "right now, they are hungry and if I don't go up now they'll come down and start eating all my frosting. Then you'll have to deal with them all sugared up." Bucky laughed, "well then let's get going."

He planted another kiss on you and lead you to the upstairs office that doubled as a studio apartment where you stayed when you had a big order to fill. As you both climbed the stairs he asked, "hey doll, question." You slowed down and responded while looking back at him, "yea babe?" You could see the curiosity on his face. You couldn't help but think how adorable he looked. His brows furrowed, his mouth pulled slightly to the side as if pondering an answer that hadn't been revived yet. His icy blue eyes filled with questions. "What was that song about? The one you were singing when I came in."

You giggled. "It's a bit of a sad one." You responded. "It's called Si Una Vez. The person singing, mainly a woman, is telling her ex man, I gave you all my love and more and He does not even recognize what it is to love me I placed myself at your feet And only with contempt has he paid me, but now he sees what it is. If once I said I loved you, today I regret it. It's a loose literal translation." You gave a small giggle and rubbed the back of your neck. Bucky quietly took in what you said. "Damn. That's deep" he finally responded.

You game a small laugh and opened the door. You could see your girls watching a movie and your son playing contently on his iPad. You didn't say a word and just moved slightly so Bucky could walk in. He closes the door behind himself and cleared his throat.

All at once they looked up and gasped, "PAPA(dad)!"