14. Jealous

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"I don't like the way he's looking at you. I'm starting to think you want him too."

Dodge...step...duck...swing...

Shit!

Bucky easily steps out of the way of my swing, making it clear I'm really rusty. It's been a month since my injury on the mission and I'm not 100% there yet. Bucky and I have been training little by little, bringing my strength and resistance back up as I heal. But clearly I'm still not back to where I used to be.

"Easy." Bucky says as I try to make a move towards him again. I slowly make my way to him again, trying to analyze his movements and get a good opening. He moves towards me, opening his left side and I lean back, throwing a kick towards it. He blocks it just before I can make contact. I take this opportunity to move towards him, trying to throw a punch to his side. He steps back and I miss again, this time my arm straining a little too much and my side stretches a little too far, causing a bit of pain. I grab my side, let out a soft grunt. It's not as painful as it used to be, which is progress.

"Careful." Bucky says, the concern deep in his voice as he comes towards me. He's still hesitant about me training again but if we don't do this I'm going to lose the progress I worked so hard to build.

"I'm good." I say with an annoyed tone as I bat him away.

"Why are you mad?" Bucky asks.

"I'm not mad." I say, turning back to him and getting back into a fighting position. "I'm sexually frustrated."

He won't have sex with me! I've waited so long to get both him and Steve and after they agreed I go and get injured. I understand the first week or two I was still pretty bad. But I've been telling him for days that I'm fine and he insists I'm not ready yet. I'd be respectful about it if I felt like he didn't want to do it for other reasons, but he's made it clear that he's itching to touch me again too, and he's only hesitating because he thinks I'm lying about the progress of my injury. I'm more annoyed that he doesn't trust my words.

"Are you still with that?" Bucky says with a chuckle, which only pisses me off more. "I already told you, you need to properly heal."

I roll my eyes as I take a few steps towards him. "And I told you, I was fine." I say, then throw a combination of punches that he only barely dodges. "Besides, it wouldn't be too straining to lay on my back while your head's in between my thighs."

He fakes left and I take the bait, giving him open access to grab my right side swinging his leg underneath me and causing me to fall to the floor. His hold on me makes the drop down less intense, and it's clear he just wanted to get me on my back. He gets in between my legs, grabbing my arms and pinning them above my head as he leans over me, bringing his lips to my ear.

"If I get my head in between your thighs I'm not stopping until I've had every inch of you." he says, pressing his hips against mine.

I have to control myself so I don't give away how much that comment excites me. I'm practically shaking with need and desire, especially knowing that the next time Bucky and I have sex, it will be with Steve too. But for now, since he won't cave in, I have no choice but to make him pay for it.

I swing my legs up, wrapping them around his neck, forcing his head in between my thighs and twisting until I can slam him down onto the mat. I quickly go to straddle his hips, grabbing his wrists and pinning them just like he did with me. And I'm very thankful that there aren't any cameras in this training room.

"Is that supposed to warn me off?" I whisper, pressing my body against him in a way that makes him squirm. I giggle, knowing that I'm getting to him. "You're easier to pin down than to break, I'll tell you that much."

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