𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐓
This story takes place after Captain America: The Winter Soldier.
Bucky isn't longer controlled by Hydra, but he's left with a big trauma he has to deal with. That's why Steve wants him to follo...
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Am I hearing this right? Maybe I have a hear problem? Am I dreaming or is James Buchanan Barnes giving me the chance to dominate him?
I pinch myself and the moment I feel the pain and realize that it is real I directly stand up and push James down onto the bed. I climb onto the bed next to him and hook my fingers around his pants and boxers.
"May I?" I ask while I make strong eye contact with James. He nods his head directly without a thought, but I narrow my eyes at him letting him know I need a verbal answer.
"Yes ma'am." He says breathless and I don't waste a second to pull his pants and boxers down. I gasp quietly as his dick comes free and slaps against his lower belly. He doesn't fail to amaze me every time with his big size.
James smirks at my reaction but I ignore him as I pull his pants and boxers completely off and throw them beside the bed. I get off the bed and want to walk towards our closet.
"Where are you going?" James asks confusedly as he wraps his hand around my wrist, stopping me. I give him a smirk as I get my wrist out of his grip and walk towards the closet. I take one of his belts and walk back towards the bed.
"No." James says seriously as he shakes his head. "You are not going to take my ability away from touching you."
"You said that I can do whatever I want with you." I state as I straddle his torso, making sure that I don't touch his dick in any way.
"Everything but that." He mumbles as he tries to take the belt from me but I slap his hand away. His daring eyes directly shoot to mine but I just lean down and capture his lips, kissing him slowly and sweetly.
"You trust me, right?" I mumble against his lips while I slowly bring his hands above his head. James sighs defeated as he doesn't fight me and let me wrap the belt around his wrist and the headboard before securing it.
"Of course I trust you, Ally." He answers my question while I get off him and the bed and make my way towards his pants on the ground. I take the knife he took away from me out of his pocket before making my way back towards him.
"Do you still need this shirt?" I ask as I sit beside him, touching the black shirt he is wearing.
"No, why?" James asks while he shakes his head. I smile at his answer and position my knife at the top of the shirt before dragging it down and making a huge cut so that I can rip open his shirt. His beautiful abs come into few and I trail my knife over them.
"Fuck." James mumbles under his breath causing me to smirk. I trail the knife towards his throat and put more pressure on it causing James to breath heavily while his dick switches repeatedly.
"Pain kink, knife kink, praise kink, do you have any more?" I ask as I take the knife away from his throat and replace it with my lips, sucking his skin long enough to mark him.
