Never Be the Same | 18+ {Bucky Barnes}

Chapter 1 | Dr. Feelgood

Hey guys!

Happy Halloween! 🎃💀
I decided to post this a few days early just because I am so freakin excited about this!!

Thank you so much to my good friend Jesse_Winter_Soldier  , for beta reading for me again! You are the best! And thank you for your constant support 😘

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I hope you all enjoy Chapter 1!

Happy Reading!

-Sif

Warning: Language, explicit sexual content, unprotected sex (be safe, use condoms!) 

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There are people everywhere; cologne, perfume, body odor, and booze mixing like a cocktail from the depth of hell. The music from the band is loud, in your face, and it's one hell of a show. It's Motley Cru and it's always a good time.

Bucky mumbles along with Vince Neil and John Corabi to Kick Start My Heart as Tommy Lee plays his fuckin heart out on the drums. He lifts the three beers in his hands as a drunk girl almost stumbles into him; he turns sideways, sliding past her, that's the worst part about concerts—the drunks. He makes his way closer to the stage, spotting Steve and Natasha.

Steve Rogers, his best friend, and business partner, standing with his better, much prettier half, Natasha.

Bucky has known Steve since they were eleven years old, when Bucky saved his ass from getting kicked at recess, though Steve will claim otherwise. Steve and Bucky were pretty inseparable growing up; where one was, the other wasn't far behind. That pattern kept clear into adulthood when they both enlisted; although they were stationed in separate locations, they still stayed connected. When they were both back on U.S. soil again, their duo became a trio when Steve told Bucky he was going to propose to Natasha. So naturally, Bucky stood at his best friend's side as his best man when he tied the knot with Nat.

Natasha 'Nat' (Romanoff) Rogers is one of the biggest pains in his ass. She's sneaky as fuck and has this weird way of just knowing stuff. Bucky hates it, but he loves Nat; she kept his best friend alive while they were stationed in Afghanistan.

They worked crazy and hard back-breaking hours, so when they got the chance to let loose and enjoy themselves, they took it and ran. So when Natasha said Motley Cru was playing with Led Zeppelin, Poison, and Joan Jett, and the Blackhearts were playing just a mere three hours away; there was no way in hell they weren't going, and as per usual, Bucky drew the short straw and had to weave his way through the sea of people for more beer.

As he moves closer, Bucky notices a blonde; she's wearing a black Led Zeppelin crop top stretched tightly across her chest, dark-washed jeans hugging her ass with black combat boots; she's full-figured and soft looking. He licks his lips. She tosses her head back; those wheatfield blonde locks tumble back, revealing probably one of the most gorgeous women he has ever seen. Caramel-colored eyes hidden under thick lashes, cutest damn button nose, full pink lips, and pearly white teeth.

The beautiful blonde is laughing with a brunette at least two feet shorter than her, with long-wavy hair and baby-blue eyes. They hang onto each other, obviously very close and comfortable with each other.

His eyes darted to the blonde; he felt drawn to her like something addictive was pumping through his veins. The sudden urge to tangle his hands in those beautiful blonde curls, claim those pouty lips, and feel her warm, soft body under his.