The morning after

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Olivia's POV:

I wake up the next morning, The soft rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across his perfect face. This is the first day in a week I have woken up happy. I gently run my finger between his eyes down his nose.

Olivia: "Bucky....Bucky...Bucky...." A smile forms on his face before he opens his eyes. "You awake?"

His gorgeous blue eyes open and find mine, "I am now." He laughs. "What is it princess? Do you need something? Coffee? Entertainment? Orgasm? Ooo please tell me it's that one" he replies, reaching over to me and pulling me to him. I lean in and give him a kiss.

Olivia: "that's what I wanted. Good morning handsome"

Bucky: "mmmm....you can always wake me up for that, beautiful" I grab his metal hand and bring it up to my face, nuzzling my cheek into it, kissing it. He smiles at me, "hey...go for a ride with me today?"

Olivia: "Yea?!" I ask excitedly, I love going on rides with him. No cares, just...free. He always shares his AirPod with me so we listen to music together, and I get to be so close to him. It's one of my favorite things to do with him.

Bucky: "yea"

Olivia: "yes! I need to go shower" I say as I try to get up from the bed. He reaches over and keeps trying to pull me back into bed.

Bucky: "wait..no...I didn't mean right now...wait no come back...let's um...let's talk about that orgasm thing again!" I laugh and give him a kiss,

Olivia: "Bucky stop! I'll be quick I promise"

Bucky: "fine...I'll get dressed...but we're gonna revisit the orgasm thing later" he grins.

I finish my shower, run a brush through my hair and wrap a towel around myself, walking out to the bedroom.

Olivia: "see? Quick".

He turns to look at me, he's standing there in his dark jeans, boot and black shirt with his leather jacket. He's looking me up and down.

Bucky: "liv....I....you....this is rude"

Olivia: "what?" I ask as I'm pulling out one of his hoodies to wear. I'm pulling on my jeans, and throwing on the hoodie as he walks over.

Bucky: "ok change of plans....let's revisit that orgasm thing now" he says as he wrapping his arms around me, kissing my neck.

Olivia: "Bucky stop" I giggle, "I'm almost ready to go"

Bucky nuzzles his nose into my neck, "Ug you smell so good" he whines.

Olivia: "cmon old man, let's go" I laugh as I wiggle away from him and throw my boots on.

I grab his hand and pull him downstairs and outside. We get on the bike, hands me an airpod, then grabs my arms and wraps them around him tight.

Bucky revved the engine of his sleek black motorcycle, the vibrations running through his body as he looked over at me, smiling. The sun hung low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the coastal landscape.

He eased the motorcycle onto the winding coastal road, the salty scent of the ocean filling the air. As we sped along, the cool breeze tousled through my hair, and the exhilaration of the open road made me smile.

The road meandered along the rugged coastline, offering breathtaking views of the sparkling sea and towering cliffs. We got to share so many stolen glances and laughter as we embraced the freedom of the ride.

He made a pit stop at a picturesque seaside cafe, and I bought him a cup of coffee while watching the waves crash against the shore. I look down and realize Bucky's metal arm was a testament to his strength, but in this moment, it was his gentle touch with me that spoke volumes.

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