Dawn | Bucky Barnes ✔️

16. Liar

A/N: I'm putting Seventeen instead of Aurora so you's don't get confused <3

T H I R D P E R S O N

Ever since the widow's message last week Seventeen hasn't got the chance to escape at night due to Dimitri keeping her close to his body. It's like the asshole knows she wants to leave the room and go wandering. But she had taken the widows warning comment seriously and she's been observing her surroundings since then.

She's been able to notice changes around her. Dimitri has been angrier lately and he's been taking it out on her. Seventeen shiver's at the thought of last nights whipping session and the red marks she has on her ass cheeks and pained back. Her plan of laying low and not giving him back talk is fucking gone to shits.

She feels pain everywhere, this was supposed to be a good idea but her plan fucking sucks. She doesn't even think her hole can take it anymore. But she still kept up her perfect girlfriend act and she's slowly but surely seeing a difference in his protectiveness. He kept the door open when he went off to do what he does during the day yesterday morning. But Seventeen knew there was a soldier standing out guarding it but it's still process, right?

She's had it in her mind that she's going to try tonight or tomorrow, she doesn't know yet. Her plans haven't exactly been perfect lately, except for still having the key to the door and pocket knife in a hidden place in his room from creating it herself.

Luckily he hasn't noticed the missing blade but he did however noticed the missing key. Although he didn't think anything of it being her, she assumes he trusts her enough to not take anything of his. He's stupid like that. But she would never voice that thought in case if any attack from him. But if she doesn't hurry and get out the room, he's definitely going to start questioning.

Seventeen snaps back into reality from invading into safety in her own mind from Dimitri kissing her skin down below when a knock on the door stops him for a moment. Her hands are wrapped above her head with tears slipping down her cheeks, Seventeen's eyes dart towards the door but Dimitri doesn't even bother to lift his head from between her legs when he calls out a come in.

He kisses her inner thigh, his stubble making tingles to litter across her skin causing her to close her legs against his head. She feels him bite her skin just as she closes her eyes in humiliation at the look on the soldiers face when he steps in, his eyes same to dilute from the scene in front of him, almost like he wants to join in but he clears his throat.

"Dreykov requests for Widow Seventeens presence, sir." The soldier bowed but he is still taking glances at her wide opened legs.

I guess the benefit of this is that her top half is still covered, right?

Dimitri bites her skin but not in warning but at anger from stopping his attack at getting her to come. Seventeen however still says a thankful prayer into herself that this is all that he got to do to her. She waits patiently as Dimitri unwraps her from the bed post, feeling him roughly pulling up her underwear and a pair of red silk shorts.

He looks down at her, his hand coming up to her tear stained cheeks and thumbs it away. "I'll see you later, my dear petal." He smiles at her, pecking her lips.

The soldier still stands at the door, his stance is awkward as he darts anywhere except towards Seventeen and Dimitri. She pushes herself out of bed, slipping on some red slippers before following the red faced soldier out the door. She can feel Dimitri's eyes on the back of her but she doesn't look back, she just continued to go down the hall following after the soldier.