Bucky Barnes Imagines Vol. 1 (BB X Reader)

Perfect Pt. 8*

A/N: This next part is spicy, so please skip if you don't want to read it. This is the last part and doesn't affect the story if you decide to skip the spicy ending. :)

Bucky was kissing you. Bucky was kissing you! You slid your arms from between your and Bucky's bodies and grabbed onto his shoulders. One of his hands came up to fist your hair at the base of your skull and the other grabbed your hip. He walked you backwards into your apartment, kicking the door shut with his foot. His tongue invaded your mouth, caressing yours, then he bit your bottom lip.

Teeth and tongues collided as he pressed your back against the nearest wall. It was the first time you had seen him since that night at the bar and this was how he chose to greet you. You were losing your senses, completely caught up in the feel and taste of him...until your stupid brain had to remind you of your last conversation.

Women like you.

The words rang clear through your head and the hurt came rushing back into your body. You placed your hands flat on Bucky's chest and pushed until you were able to move away from the wall. Bucky's lips left yours and you pushed past him. You crossed the room and paced the floor, rubbing your fingers across your swollen lips, while Bucky stood staring at you. His normally bright blue eyes looked almost black as his pupils dilated with lust. You came to a stop in the middle of the floor, turning to face him and crossing your arms back across your chest.

"How did you find out where I live?"

"Nat told me."

"Of course she did." You muttered under your breath. "What are you doing here?"

"I needed to see you, to talk to you."

"About what? I thought our last conversation made it pretty clear that I was going to keep my distance from you and I have."

"But I don't want you to, Y/n. I want you around me. I want, no, I need you in my space. These last two weeks have been hell without your smile and that beautiful laugh. I want you so bad it hurts."

"But women like me—"

"Doll, you misunderstood me." He cut you off as he walked up to you and took your hands in his. "I meant women who were looking for relationships. Brock is a fucking prick who makes women think he wants a relationship. Ultimately we just wants to sleep with them and as soon as he does, he's gone."

Bucky swallowed hard, ready to finally say the words he had been thinking for weeks.

"But I want all of you. I have since we first met. I couldn't keep my eyes off you, that's why I was staring the day you called me out. You had this glow about you and the first time I saw you smile, truly smile, that was it. I was done for. You captured my heart and it's been yours ever since.

Sincerity radiated off of him and you felt like an idiot. You jumped to conclusions because you let your past experiences dictate how you perceived Bucky's words. He had never once given you a reason to doubt him prior to that conversation. He was kind and motivating, always made you feel like the most gorgeous woman in the world, even when you felt like a sweaty mess, and he devoted his attention to you whenever he was with you. How could you be so fucking blind?

"I'm sorry, Bucky." His face fell, thinking you were rejecting him, so you rushed on. "I'm sorry I didn't give you a chance to explain. I let all the negativity and cruel things people have said to me in the past take over and I assumed the worst. I should've known you would never hurt me like that."

Bucky's smile returned and you felt your lips turn up in a small smile.

"I'm falling in love with you. I can feel it growing every time I'm around you. I know it's quick, but It feels like I'm speeding down this slippery slope and before I know it, I'm going to be completely consumed by you." Bucky leaned his forehead against yours as he cupped your face in his hands. "My heart is yours if you want it, doll." He whispered.