Mine (Bucky Barnes)

Eighteen

Just a reminder, in case things are confusing. Malo is only Malo to herself, Izak, and Miller. To the Hydra agents she is Kleine or doktor. Bucky is referred to as The Winter Soldier, asset, soldier, and super soldier. 

In a few chapters we'll start moving along nicely! Aka: no more Hydra (or is there...?)

Warning: attempted SA, abuse, light smut

enjoy! <3Artie

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A few weeks passed, and so far things hadn't been horrible. In fact, they'd been pretty fucking great, as far as Malo could tell. The first few days after returning from the mission, she had waited with bated breath for the shoe to drop. Over the past nine years, she had learned quickly that whenever things were going well, it meant something horrible was going to happen.

But now that she had the protection of the deadly Winter Soldier, no one seemed to be brave enough to touch her. Literally and figuratively. Each morning she woke in the arms of Hydra's greatest asset, and every night he would fuck her like he was making up for the lost time.

And she didn't mind it one bit. She discovered the incredible sleep she got after 3 or 4 orgasms. Her Zaštitnik seemed to have found his new favorite thing – working her nipples with surprisingly gentle fingers until she nearly came from the sensation alone. And then he would immediately move both hands further down her body, inserting  metal finger by finger until she was full, his other hand pressing circles over her bud until she did come.

When she didn't think she could take any more, he'd thrust into her with as much force as he could. Then they would repeat the process at least once more before Malo would collapse on his chest, body exhausted from the overwhelming pleasure she had received.

It was such a vast difference that everyone she treated during the day while her soldier trained the Black Widows would comment how often she smiled.

But she should have known better to expect it to last long.

In the security room, watching the cameras carefully, Oфицер Vassiliev and Herr Fischer's eyes narrowed. A young man (well, younger man) had become the new head of Hydra and was trying to take complete control over the Winter Soldier. Apparently, the new soldiers that had been given the serum were out of control. Pierce - the new head of Hydra - wanted their asset to come train them to be compliant.

Vassiliev and Fischer knew that meant their jobs were at risk. They needed something to prove that they needed him here. That they were the only ones who could control him. After sending videos that the memory wiping process were effective, Pierce had agreed to have a second machine built in Siberia. That failed to calm the new batch of super soldiers. Their attempts to brainwash using trigger words had been successful, but the few that it had worked on didn't survive being injected with the super soldier serum.

Pierce was losing hope in the project altogether, but wanted the Winter Soldier in one last attempt. Vassiliev and Fischer's only option was to prove that he shouldn't be near the new Head of Hydra. The problem was Pierce didn't want the asset's "toy" to come with. Maybe, if they showed the soldier refused to leave her side, it would prove Pierce needed to stop requesting his presence? It would prove the asset was just as unhinged as the other super soldiers.

"They appear to be getting closer, Vassiliev. Dangerously so. We've had to increase his shocks during the memory wipes due to him screaming her name. At least, it's what he calls das kleine."

"What does he call her?"

"Miere {honey}."

Oфицер Vassiliev's lip twitched in a smirk. "Precious."