Chapter 26: Lips Are A Muscle

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"And how are things going with your assignments? Any disagreements? Fighting?" Christina asked.

"Not really, just the usual stuff. She takes my socks, I snore too loud. We've been good actually, she got me a few books for my birthday. Did you know Tolkien wrote a crap ton of books aside from The Hobbit and Lord of the Rings?" Bucky asked her, leaving out that part where Elena has also gifted him a framed, unopened condom that said in case of a miracle, break glass.

Sam thought it was hysterical and even Bucky couldn't help but laugh out loud when he unwrapped it. The three of them had been in Germany for an assignment that happened to coincide perfectly with Bucky's birthday and his two friends decided they were going to help him celebrate. Dresden was a nice easy surveillance mission and they really didn't need a third person but it was just a precaution since Rhodey got word that HYDRA may possibly be nearby. 

Elena and Sam were scheming the whole time they were sitting there recording chatter and they went above and beyond for Bucky honestly. Once they were done with the mission, they dragged him on a train to Prague with no explanation and took him to a quiet bar where they played pool, drank several beers, and surprised him with a carrot cake. He was officially one hundred and eight years old or as Sam had the man at the bakery write on his cake, shit fucking old.

The carrot cake was absolutely delicious but Sam had gotten so much of it they had to carry it with them to the next bar where they gave him his gifts, laughed loudly and Sam and Elena danced on one of the tables after they lost a bet to Bucky. They watched an indie rock band play at yet another bar and it had been such a good night with unbridled socialization that they ended up sitting in a park along the Vltava eating schnitzel, fries, and cake at three in the morning with the musicians who Elena had struck up a conversation with. Sam spent the rest of the night hitting on the lead singer and Elena teased him relentlessly when the brunette made a dash for the front door of their hotel room the next morning with her shoes and bag in hand, eyes glued to the floor.

Bucky also got a little lucky himself that night. The woman who played the violin had practically thrown herself at him the moment they met in the bar, she was sweet and funny, her Czech accent was outstandingly adorable and her wavy ginger hair looked soft to the touch. As everyone else sat goofing around on a playground, the gorgeous redhead pulled Bucky into a dark secluded area, pushed his back against a tree, and began kissing him along his neck. 

Honestly, they were the kinkiest kisses he'd ever experienced in his life and before he knew it, his hands had found their way up her grey knit tank top to feel the large soft breasts that had been braless all night. It was a harmless makeout session, the violinist had him pinned and did most of the grinding, hiking up her long boho skirt so he could feel her thighs and grab at her ass over her silky underwear. Bucky hadn't been that turned on in ages, kissing her glossy pink lips and pressing his erection against her while their friends were mere yards away; it was like they were a couple of horny teenagers.

Of course, his enthusiasm and excitement ended when the beautiful violinist dropped to her knees, popped the button on his pants, and pulled his dick out causing sheer terror to run through him. Oh yeah, Bucky deflated faster than the Hindenburg much to both of their surprise and she spent several minutes trying to bring him back but it was pointless. He had suddenly become very aware of his surroundings, hearing the distinct laughs of both of his friends in conversation with the friends of the woman with her mouth on his junk. What was he thinking? They could get caught! And with that, Bucky nudged her away, tucked himself back into his jeans, and apologized about a hundred times.

The redhead rolled her eyes at him and walked away with a sway in her hips, forcefully grabbing a bottle of Becherovka from the band's drummer as she approached him. The drummer himself was trying to convince Elena that he could show her a good time but she seemed disinterested and Bucky nearly died when the violinist ended up very suddenly straddling his partner's lap where she sat and began making out with her. Sam almost died too, but unlike Bucky who was freaking out, Sam watched in absolute bewilderment as their friend fell onto her back and brought the very horny ginger with her. Bucky really wished Natasha had been there, she was much better at peeling the Romanian off of strange women and he needed those two off of each other because he was suddenly very hard again as the thought crossed his mind that maybe Elena could taste him on the violinist's tongue.

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