Those Ocean Eyes and That Charming Smile

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Desire.

That was not even close to how I was feeling but it was all that I can think about during dinner when that thin capsule in my stomach dissolved and all that was left was that artificial pink sugary substance left to coat my body in the primal need to finish what I have started with what I thought was going to be very easy to control.

"Fuck." I felt trapped to my chair because I knew if I moved, I would've have made it to the elevator but on his lips, riding him of every thought he has ever had and going to in the future

I was going to dumb him down to nothing but a pile of mushy submission if his dominance didn't stand in the way but, it did. It was the blockage to my full potential and then again, my knees felt cold and needed to be submerged in the warm fibers of his carpet to look up at him with doe eyes and a dry, aching throat that he could only soothe with his taste and not the one that had his tongue licking his lips every few minutes as he took deep breaths to calm the feral nature of his mind working against his hand when the salad tongs were crushed in his metal grip.

"What the Hell, Bucky?" Steve asked but more questions were asked and all that came out was a deep but quiet excuse of lost in thought and had no attention paying to the strength Bucky held that was like pure fuel dug up from the Earth- no, space and stars that was pumped right into his veins that stood out against the one flesh hand that curled into a fist and bent the many forks no one noticed was missing

"Sorry." Bucky murmurs with his blue eyes on me. "Lost in thought." He drops the crushed tongs on the counter where they clatter against the marble he wants to throw me on

"Well, get out of your thoughts and go sit down if you're gonna break things." He commands in a sigh and takes the discarded metal to throw away. "About to stick you on paper and plastic." He mutters

"Go ahead." He challenges as he comes over to sit next to me at the table where I feel the heat of him warming my skin and his eyes

Blue eyes that were duplicitous and not in the way you think but as in they would lighten up when he talked to anyone else for a split second to show his kindness and open mind to accept new conversations but as his eyes were drawn to me after being sore from being away for so long, they darkened the moment his pupils met mine where they snapped back into that divine gaze that helps me in leather and latex for him to do whatever he needs.

Everything he wanted to say was in his eyes and screaming in his mind- or 'lost thoughts' as he stalked me like a prey when he came back over to where I was sitting with pressed thighs and smiled at me while he sat down gracefully in his seat to look me up and down before forcefully ripping his gaze away before he ripped my panties off with his teeth that were shown in a snarl every time he went to take a bite of food where he was wishing the metal dragging across his teeth were my panties or skin.

Dinner was not easy at all.

It was the most mundane thirty minutes of my life because that is all it took for me to feel the deepest sexual inclination that was weighed down by the pining of missing the biggest thing I can take inside of me that is tucked in the tightest jeans stretching over his hips where he was to readjust every couple of seconds and catches some eyes but is quickly ignored by all of us collectively.

"Buck." I whisper and look down at my half eaten plate when I feel what I was fantasizing about as a warm, solid metal hand with devious intentions to interrupt dinner in the most sinful way, creeping up my thigh from my bouncing knee

"Just a little. You're so warm." Bucky breathes and aims for the wet spot between my legs where my jeans rubbed up against panties that should be incinerated after this so the memory goes with it and I don't distract my days where I open my drawer and have to stop and sigh at the thought of what could go down tonight in whichever bedroom we would reach first. "Come on." He says and it's his room when we don't care anymore and stand up without another word to walk into the elevator with robot like movement of restraints.