Stucky One Shots

Betrayal (Part 2)

Angst

TW: Torture, Sexual harassment. (I'll mention when the harassment starts and stops)

Rumlow is the worst.

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Rumlow smiled as he pressed his foot down on the ex-assassin's ribcage and the person under him whimpered in pain. 

"Please," Bucky begged in a hoarse whisper,"Stop."

"What was that Winter?" Rumlow laughed as he pressed harder. The man's attempts at escape were in vain. Bucky was malnourished, tired, dehydrated, and had already survived days, possibly weeks, of torture. Bucky could hardly move, let alone fight back. That didn't stop Bucky from screaming Steve's name when Rumlow pushed even harder, feeling Bucky's ribs give way.

"Steve!"

Steve heard it over the sounds of his friends. He just wanted to drink with his comrades. But of course, he had to deal with the man being tortured by Rumlow. He just wanted him to shut up.

That gave Steve an idea.

After a few minutes, Steve found it. He walked into the room where Bucky was being broken. Bucky was on the floor gasping for air, Rumlow standing over him, a sick smile spread over his face. Steve walked over to Bucky, picking his head up in his hands.

Bucky was relieved to see his Stevie there. He had screamed for him to help him, and he came! Maybe Steve did care about him after all!

All of that went out the window when he felt something press against his face. Bucky forced his eyes to focus. Steve had fastened the mask around Bucky's head.

No. No. Nononononononononono.

Bucky started to panic. He hated the mask. He loathed it. It kept him from talking, from making any noise at all really. Bucky tried to get his arms to obey, to tug off the mask, but he couldn't get himself to move. Steve left Bucky alone with Rumlow.

(Harassment starts.)

"I'm still your handler you know," Rumlow teased as he dragged Bucky by his hair over to the wall and pressed his soldier against it. "Which means, you still belong to me," Rumlow started peppering kisses down Bucky's neck. 

Bucky fought like hell against him, but his limbs protested every movement. He only managed to jerk away from him slightly, making Rumlow push him against the wall harder, earning a muffled yelp from Bucky.

"You should know better soldat," Rumlow smiled against Bucky's skin making him shudder."I missed you." He started sucking a spot on Bucky's neck and Bucky tried to yell, to scream, but no sound could pass the mask.

Steve felt a little bit jealous. He didn't know why but once he saw what Rumlow was doing to Bucky, he just felt, jealous.

Bucky was starting to disassociate. He had always done it before, and it worked for him then, why not do it now?

(Harassment Stops.)

Steve couldn't take it anymore, he had to intervene. "Fun's over." Steve pointed towards the door. Steve had caught Rumlow in the act, one hand on Bucky's torso, the other in his hair. Rumlow's mouth was still pressed to Bucky's neck. Rumlow scoffed and stood up, away from Bucky, then swung at him.

The punch connected to Bucky's temple, causing him to collapse the rest of the way to the floor in a heap. Rumlow grimaced at Steve on his way out before saying,"He's all yours Captain."

Steve recognized the jerks of Bucky's silent body that told him Bucky was crying. Steve remembered when he would wake up to Bucky's silent crying on the floor. Now he knew where Bucky learned to cry silently.