Our Story

061

"It's alright, my pretty doll." Bucky murmurs and kisses my forehead as he walks into another room and out of the hot, sex smelling red room he leaves behind and the chill of the fresh air I am exposed to has my body curling up in his arms

"It's cold." I breathe and turn my head towards his chest that is slick with sweat but he's warm and that is all I care about while he heads into a room that smells like clean laundry with a slight floral note in the back. The room is darkened to make it easy on our eyes. Large windowed walls lay in front of the huge bed decorated in gray sheets to overlook New York sprinkled with stars and planes flying through the sky

"I'll fix that in a second, sweetheart." He reassures me and doesn't pay attention to the long flowing curtains hanging from the tops of the windows nor the decorated tables and couches that he lays me on but when I grimace, he frowns. "Hold on." He gently picks me up again and turns me over so I lay on my stomach

"That feels better." I hum and now he smiles softly as he squats down and runs his hand along the top of my head, untying the silk ribbon from my hair and placing it in a small trash bin next to the couch where an end table sits, stocked with aftercare items and some medical supplies to clean up the broken skin on my hips and ass

"Good." He leans down and kisses my cheek. "I'm gonna get you all cleaned up for bed, okay? Then we can take a shower in the morning before we go home. How does that sound, my best girl?" He asks and I nod, too tired to speak

"Mhm." I give him a hum and he gazes at me with protection in his eyes to take care of the person he loves most

And he does just that.

Bucky made sure that every inch of my body inside and out was taken care of. He walked around the room, a sweaty and sticky mess with his boxers on and not once thought of himself when he grabbed a chilled water bottle from the fridge and came back over. He knelt down and helped me drink from the opening- I mean, he pushed my hand down when I tried to grab it and cupped my chin as I pressed my lips against the rim. He always has this small smile on his face with everything he did from cleaning my wounds to lightly lathering some anabiotic cream on my skin before he switched to wipping down my entire body with a wet washcloth so I felt clean. He carefully cleaned my vagina and ass to get everything off as well as the milk that dried on my stomach. It made us chuckle when he said he wasn't hungry as he handed me a granola bar and let me munch on that while he got me dressed in airy panties, my nursing bra complete with padding, and Bucky's sweatpants that hung on my hips.

"Are you going to take a quick shower?" I ask as I take one last bite of my granola bar, crumbling up the label and tossing it in the trash

"I don't feel like leaving you for more than five minutes." Bucky shakes his head, knelt in front of me and tying the drawstring on his pants so they stay up on my hips

"I would've followed you anyways." I shrug and shamelessly admit my clinginess for him which always happens after we have sex and I think I can confidently bet that it's his favorite part about our intimate nights. The fact that I always have to be touching him and hung up on him with anything that the two of us do

"Like a pretty girl." He agrees and stands up, smiling softly as he lifts his hands to delicately caress my jaw and cheeks with his fingers barely touching me but his warmth seeps into my skin and soothes me. "So beautiful." He murmurs before his lips come down on mine in a soft and sweet kiss, taking my bottom lip between his and gently licking across the soft skin with the tip of his tongue

"Even with mascara smeared and dried on my cheeks?" I tease between kisses and he chuckles against my mouth, kissing me again before leaning over to grab some makeup wipes