The winter soldier finds his match when torturing a person of interest for Hydra. He's in need of information she has and she's not willing to give up.
She ran after the interaction with the deadly soldier. Not to be seen again for eight more years...
A/N: Yes, I know they should be wearing helmets while driving on a motorcycle. However, for this story they simply don't. I do suggest always being safe and wear one in real life, but you do you.
Warning: Sex. Praise. Kinks.
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"You want me to get on this motorcycle?"
Bucky swung his leg over the bike and waited for Emma to get on behind him, "What's wrong?"
"I- I've never been on a motorcycle before, and I'm wearing a sun dress."
"Don't worry princess. I'll keep you safe. You look beautiful."
She tilted her head to the side and looked at him for a moment. She felt butterflies in the pit of her stomach.
Bucky held out his hand to her, "Come here."
She gently put her hand in his and he pulled her closer as he was straddled across the bike. He slipped his hand around her waist as she placed a hand on his shoulder. He looked up at her, "You don't have to worry when you're with me, Emma. I won't let anything happen to you."
She pressed her forehead to his and closed her eyes as she let a hand drop to his chest, "I know. I trust you, James. I always have."
She could feel his happiness through his chest. His heart beat a little faster as she touched him, and his hand roamed her waist. "Come on. Hop on, babe."
She did as she was told and slipped her arms around his waist and held on as he took off from the garage.
He pulled out onto the main road and turned left towards the little town that wasn't too far away.
Emma placed her cheek on his back and held on tight to him. She closed her eyes as she became comfortable. Her hair blew in the wind, and she buried her face into him. She could smell his cologne - it was this mix of apples, vanilla, and oak.
Bucky made a turn and a small town appeared before them. There was one long stretch of road with a bunch of small stores on either side of the road. He pulled into a spot and turned off the bike. Emma reluctantly climbed off the bike as she made sure her dress wasn't revealing anything to the people walking by. She was comfortable with her hands wrapped around him and the wind blowing in her hair.
She looked up and saw the little bookstore that stood in front of them. Bucky climbed off the bike and stood behind her, "Want to go in?"
"Yes please!" Emma was so excited. She loved to read, and she loved the smell of old books filling a room. "Oh wait. I don't have money."
"First off, my treat. Second, I'll talk to Tony about that. I'll have him get you a phone too."
