Destructive- Bucky Barnes, 18+ story-

Chapter 5

**Trace's POV**

"I'll never smile again." I sang quietly as I washed a few dishes. "Until I smile at you."

"Frank Sinatra?" Bucky asked from behind me. I smiled, turning to him. He was leaning against the doorway, watching me with an amused smirk. I nodded.

"He'll be a musical legend, you'll see." I answered. He chuckled, pushing off of the frame, and walking over to me. I turned to focus back on the dishes.

Bucky and I had found ourselves in Brooklyn once more. We avoided spending time out of our apartment, nervous we'd accidentally bump into anyone we might know. We had only been away from HYDRA for a month and we wanted to make sure we hadn't been tracked down before we seen our families.

The two of us, with the remaining money we had from the train, rented an apartment. It was small, with a little bedroom and tiny kitchen, but it was a home for the time being. Bucky had been leaving every few days, finding random odd jobs on the outskirts of the city to keep us afloat.

"I haven't heard you sing since we were locked up." He commented, walking up behind me. I could feel his heat radiating off of him.

"You heard me sing there?" I asked surprised, my hand in warm soapy water. He hummed.

"You never did unless you thought I was still passed out or sleeping." He answered, putting his hands on my hips, and pressing his body against my back. He moved some of my hair, putting his hand back immediately, then kissed the base of my neck.

"I didn't know you'd heard me." I muttered, feeling a shiver run up my spine.

"I liked when you did, so I decided if that's how you were comfortable doing it, I wouldn't ruin it." He muttered, kissing a little higher on my neck. I titled my head to the side, giving him better access. His hands slid forward, over my hips and to the front of my thighs.

"Oh." I muttered, closing my eyes as he kissed just below my ear lobe. My heart was racing, feeling his hands slowly pinch up my skirt, before touching my bare skin. His fingers inched towards my vagina, as he gently took my ear lobe between his teeth. I had stopped washing dishes, and leaned into him more, resting the back of my head on his shoulder.

"Turn around." He whispered quietly. I listened, wiping my wet hands on my dress as I turned to face him. He took my hips, and hoisted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist, as he moved to put me beside the sink. Once I was sitting, he kissed me. His right hand went up my dress once more, wasting no time, as his fingers peeled back my underwear, and slide between my labia. I let out a small moan into our kiss, as his fingers grazed over my clitoris. I felt him smile against my lips, as his left hand took my neck, getting tangled in my hair. My heart raced more, as my body responded to Bucky.

His fingers moved in a circular motion, occasionally dipping towards my opening to tease me. My body ached in a pleasurable warmth, as I desperately wanted to feel him inside of me. The feeling had become so familiar to me.

His left hand, which was still tangled in my hair, gripped a large chunk of it, and pulled my head back. I grasped, as he simultaneously stuck two fingers inside of me, while he pulled my hair. When I glanced at him, my head tilted, I seen a smirk on his lips, pleased. I licked my lips, then let another moan escape, as he slowly fucked me with his fingers. He released my hair, bringing my mouth back towards his.

I brought my hands up to his chest, and pulled on his shirt, taking it out from it's tucked position in his pants. I then undid the buttons, pushing it open. I ran my fingers up his chest, until I reached his arms, where I started to push his shirt off of him completely. Once off, my hands trailed over his body again, going down towards his waist. I undid the button on his pants, and slid my hand passed the waist line, feeling his hard penis. I took it in my hands, tugging on it gently, much more confident with the idea of having it in my hands.