With Him | Bucky x Reader | Enemies with Benefits

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CONTENT WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SOME SPICE 😈

Y/n's POV:

Frustrated, we stepped into the single hotel room that we had to share. Thank you very much Natasha Fucking Romanoff, guess whose not getting a birthday present this year.

How? How does this always end up happening when I go on a mission with James?

When I first called her about it after finding out about the sleeping situation from the front desk, she tried to blame it on a lack of funds. But after I pointed out that our missions were financed by Tony (a multi-billionaire) and SHIELD (a government association) she tried to say it was because we were posing as husband and wife on our documents again, so this time I know it was a setup.

"I'm showering first." I said, stretching.

"Nope, I am." James huffed, brushing past me to place his jacket on the dresser.

"I called it." I protested.

"Don't care, you take hours." He responded

"Well tough, 'cause I'm showering first." I announced, checking the cut on my cheek in the mirror. The cut I had got from his stupid arm. He did save my life though, so maybe I wasn't that mad about it.

"How about we go in together?" He asked casually, making me do a double-take.

"Absolutely not." I laughed, thinking that he was joking.

"Come on, it's not like I haven't seen it all before." He answered, again - way too casually.

"That was a one-time thing..." I reminded him, rolling my eyes.

"I'm not saying anything else would happen..." He smirked.

"You know what? I don't care. I'm getting in the shower." I grumbled, fully expecting him to drop it and definitely not expecting him to walk in after me.

"Me too." He replied, his smirk growing as he pulled off his shirt.

Fuck him and his perfect fucking abs. Wait what?

I pushed the thought out of my mind and tried to unzip my suit, sadly failing.

"Need a little help there?" He grinned, maliciously.

I didn't say anything, just turning around so that he could access the zipper on my back.

"What do you want? I'm afraid you're going to have to ask, Doll."

I glared at him before giving in. "Please?"

"Please what?" He asked, placing his hands on his hips right next to his exposed v-line. Stop!

"Can you unzip it?" I murmured.

"Can who unzip what? I'm afraid you're going to have to be a little more specific than that Y/n/n."

"Don't call me Y/n/n. That's reserved for people I actually like Barnes." 

"I guess you don't want any help then..." He declared turning around and beginning to pull off his pants. Fucking man-child.

"Please. James Barnes, will you unzip my suit...please." I caved. 

He grinned evilly and unzipped the suit. Was that so hard?

Facing away from him, I pulled off my bra and panties and stepped in the shower. He wasn't going to see shit. 

Stepping in naked, he hissed. "Why is it so hot?" 

"It's my shower, deal with it." I defended and started shampooing my hair when I noticed a little "friend" making an appearance. "Seriously Barnes?" I complained.

"Looking at my dick were you?" He returned. Maybe a little.

"No, but are you seriously turned on right now?" 

"Tell me you aren't." He commanded.

"No, I'm not." I lied. So what, I've always said he was hot even if I didn't like him.

"So If I kiss you, you won't like it?" He probed. 

"N-no." Fuck. Why did my voice have to shake like that? Now he definitely knows.

"No?" He asked leaning in to suck on my neck and I couldn't contain the tiny gasp that left my lips.

"No." I replied adamantly, even though I was melting under his touch.

"So if I reach down to feel you..." He said, tracing his fingers down my body. "If I reach down and feel you you won't be wet for me?" He questions, stopping just inches above where I wanted him to go.

"No hickies." I breathed out suddenly. Shit.

"What was that Doll? No hickies?" He gibed, smiling as I hummed in reply.

I felt a finger delve into my folds, circling my clit and I gasped loudly. 

"What's that?" He jeered, "You like that?"

I bit my lip and nodded as I felt a finger enter me and start to pump in and out. Oh my God.

"Tell me Y/n. Tell me how I'm making you feel right now." He demanded, his low voice echoing off the tiles as the hot water beat down on our chests and I felt his metal hand reach up to play with my nipple.

"Oh my God, Buck. So good." I whispered between harsh breaths.

"So good, huh?" I felt another finger enter me and start to move faster and faster, already bringing me closer and closer to my edge. "Do I make your tight little pussy ache?" 

I couldn't reply, all the words stolen from my mouth.

"Do I Doll? Do you want me?" 

I nodded furiously, my breaths getting harder and more rapid as I felt my release quickly building up when I felt his fingers leave me.

What?

He laughed at my confused face. He fucking laughed.

"I hate you. I hate you so fucking much. You know that Barnes?" 

"Calm down." He said, stepping out of the shower and grabbing a condom from his pant pocket. Did he bring one with him? Jerk. Secretly I was happy though, I didn't want another pregnancy scare like last time.

Stepping back in, he began to attack my chest with his lips again as I wrapped my legs around his hips.

"No-" I began.

"No hickies. I know, I know." 

I grinned and nodded against his wet hair as he rolled it on. 

"You want this?" He asked

"I hate you." I breathed against his head

"I know, I hate you too. But I need you to tell me you want this." He replied. Cute.

No. Not cute. He's hot, not cute.

"Yes I want this, now shut up and fuck me against the tiles," I answered.

Immediately. Immediately I felt his huge cock push into me, making me moan a little.

Pushing rapidly in and out of me, he let out a guttural groan and both our breaths started to fasten together.

As he moved in and out of me, I just couldn't keep myself quiet. Believe me, I tried, but his fucking perfect rhythm had me gasping and moaning on top of him in seconds.

"Bu-" I tried, running out of air. "Bucky, don't- you can't stop." 

"I won't, Doll. Believe me, I'm not stopping this."

My fingers gripped harshly into his back as I felt myself actually start to climax this time.

"Bu- Bucky!" I screamed as he helped me ride it out before eventually coming inside me.

"Good enough for you Y/n?" He asked, walking me over to the bed when he realized that my legs would shake if I tried to stand.

I could only nod blissfully.

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