Background information: it's Christmas Eve, and you fianly geta a chance to relax with your husband bucky after a long day of shopping and cleaning for tomorrow morning. You had requested a nice foot massage from him, but he has other plans .
You plop down on the couch as you let out a sigh of exhaustion. This was the first time everyone was coming to your house for Christmas, and you wanted it to be perfect.
Bucky : Everything alright, doll ? Y/n: Yes , I just really want tomorrow to be perfect. You say as he sits down next to you and puts your legs on his lap. Bucky: And it will be he says with a smile. Y/n: How are you so sure? You say as you are about to ask him all the what-if questions that pop into your head. Bucky: Because you'll be here. Next to me. You smile as you start to blush. Y/n: Hey, while you're sitting there, why don't you give me one of your famous foot massages. You say as you give him your puppy dog look. Bucky: Of course, doll. He says with a smirk. But you didn't pay much attention to it because within the first five minutes you were in heaven. Your favorite Christmas movie was playing . There was a fire going . And your favorite person was working his magic fingers to your delight. You were about to fall asleep until you felt someone tickleing in - between your toes. Y/n: babeee stopp ittt! You said with a few small sqeals and giggles coming out. Bucky: Stop what ? I'm giving you a massage, aren't I? He says with a huge grin on his face as he continues to tickel faster. Y/n : noooooooo! You say as your giggles get louder. You try to squirm away, but he just sits on top of you. Y/n: babby, pleasee hehe, I'm tireeed You wined, hoping he would have pity on you. Bucky: That's why I'm giving you this massage. You should be thankful. He says teasingly. Then he starts tickleing your belly. Your belly laughter fills the room as he moves his finger rapidly on your tummy. Y/n: NOOOOOO HAHAHHAHAAHA !! NO HEHEHEHE! STOPPP ! You new begging was pointless, but you were too exhausted to fight back. He lets you breathe for a moment before lifting up your shirt to blow raspberries. Y/n: AHAHAHHHAAH, YOUR BEARD MAKES THISSSS SO MUCHHH WORSE!!!! SHAHAHAHAHHAHH! you screamed, you were in hysterics. You kicked and squirmed as much as you could. You started to slap his back as he started to nibble your belly while using his fingers to tickel your sides. Bucky laughed at your helpless state. Bucky: I don't know why you're squirming so much. You're not going anywhere! He said with a chuckle. Y/n: NO NO NO PLESSSSSEKKKK ANYTHG BUT THAAAT ! you screamed as you saw his fingers moving to your worst spot. Bucky: But why not doll ? He says with a smirk. Then starts sqezing your thighs . You let out a loud scream before cackling like crazy. Bucky: ohh that never gets old. He says with a laugh. Y/n: YOURRR SOOO MEANNHEHEHAHSN !!! bucky: ahh you know you love me, doll. He says as he lays down next to you, resting his head on your chest. He leans on for a kiss. Still a little annoyed with him, you turned your head away. Bucky: the silent tremeant? That's what I get for giving you a massage. He says, then starts nuzzling his chin on your neck. Making you giggle Y/n: OKAY OKAY OKAY!!! I lovveee you !! You giggle as you push his head away and return the kiss. Bucky: Merry Christmas, miss y/n. Y/n; Merry Christmas, bucky. You say then give him another kiss.
