The Blood Pact

Chapter 9: What the hell is that?

Author Notes: Hi again! Nothing to warn about in this chapter I don't think...some light references to previous sexual activity and a bit of drama but nothing too angsty. I'm going to do another update next week but after that I may have a break for the holidays - don't worry though, I'll be back!

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He spoke first.

"Are you alright?" he turned his head and whispered in your ear. You were curled up together in your bed as he spooned you from behind, you could feel the frostiness of his chest against your hot back. It was strangely soothing, cooling you down after your exhaustion. You didn't think you'd ever get used to his body temperature.

You nodded dumbly in response, whatever had happened to you was starting to wear off. You still felt affection for Bucky, but your feelings were nowhere near as intense as they were moments before. You felt somewhat embarrassed, it felt very exposing and vulnerable to be with someone like that. You'd never experienced anything like it before. It had felt like your heart had been ripped out and placed in a display case for all to see.

His fingers ran circles through your hair as he tenderly kissed the back of your neck.

"It's a lot. I get it" he cooed soothingly.

You wriggled around in the bed to face him, finding his piercing blue eyes tearing into you even in the dark.

"Did...was it like that for you too? The pictures, and stuff" you asked meekly. Your voice was croaky and worn as if you hadn't spoken in days.

He nodded. "Uh huh. I saw you. It's hard to describe, but it's just like your brain just floods with the other person. It can be really overwhelming".

"Have you had it much before? With other humans, I mean. If that's not too personal to ask..."

You suddenly wondered if you'd overstepped by asking. It's not like you knew the etiquette around this kinda stuff...

"Once or twice" he replied stoically. "It doesn't happen that often. I guess it would impede a vampire's survival if it happened too regularly" he grinned, flashing his fangs. You smiled back, secretly honoured to be a member in such an exclusive club.

He ran his hand over the fresh puncture wound on your neck. "And was this okay?" He looked at you with concern, carefully waiting for your reply.

You nodded, your own fingers flying up alongside his to feel the grooves in your skin. "It was pretty painful at first. But it passed, and then it felt really good. Even better than the thigh feeds".

He beamed at you, entwining your fingers with his. "It's really good for me too. Fuck, Doll, I wish I could describe what you do to me" he said breathily, taking a moment to run his tongue over your neck.

You whimpered and crumpled against him as he continued to smatter your neck and sternum with light kisses.

"I can't enough of you" he whispered between kisses. "You taste so good. In every possible way". He grinned devilishly as his assault continued. You melted, putty in his hands. All you could think about was how good it felt when he touched you. Your eyelids suddenly felt heavy, your body entirely spent. You felt yourself drift off in his arms, faintly hearing him mumble praises into your ear as sleep overcame you.

You couldn't be sure but you thought you heard him say one more thing before you succumbed.

"You're very important to me, Doll".

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"Doll...Doll...wake up" came the firm voice in your ear, very rudely ripping you from your deep sleep.