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***Beware***
Bucky's POV ~
Sitting on the bar, Bucky watches as Indigo stands in shock. He looks down to see a wet spot on his jeans from where he had just rubbed his thigh against her clothed core. Watching her squirm under him, made him hard. Indigo's whimpers, basically begging him to let her dry hump his leg, fuck it turned him on.
He needed Indigo, in every way possible. He needed her touch, her soft kisses, her love, he needed her. But she was trying to pull away from him. He wouldn't let her, that's why he was here. The second she had left his apartment, he had a breakdown. He tore the place apart, and when she left, she took a piece of him with her. So he flew back to New York and came to Stark's tower looking for her.
He watched from a safe distance as all of the Avengers left the building but her, so he took the opportunity to break into the tower. Once he made it to her room, he looked around for a moment. His first thought was that her room matched her personality so well. The posters and lights, but mainly the books scattered all over the place. He looked at every single book, seeing all of their spines cracked from her reading them so often. He flipped through everyone; they were all love stories, and some pages were even stained with her tears.
He knew she wanted to be loved, she needed to be loved. He wanted to be her happily ever after, but he was scared of hurting her. He knew he didn't have a grip on the Winter Soldier and it scared him, but life without her scared him even more. So now here he was, sitting on her bar stool, watching her try to pull herself together.
"You think the night we spent together was just so memorable, don't you? Well let me just tell you, it wasn't" She spits out. Indigo walks around the bar to stand in front of him. He lifts his head to meet her gaze, her eyes filled with a mixture of lust and craziness, it turned him on even more. "I can make myself cum harder with one finger than you can with your entire fucking metal hand." She says with a smirk.
Fuck, he wanted to watch that. The thought of her touching herself made his cock twitch. But he kept a straight face, not falling for her little tricks, he knew she wanted a reaction from him, and he wouldn't let her get one.
She takes a step forward towards him. He spreads his legs, hoping she would come right to him, begging for her to come to him. She slowly makes her way to stand between his legs, he longed to grab the back of her thighs and pull her towards him. But he doesn't, he told her he would touch her unless she wanted him to.
Now she was standing so close, he could smell the sweet vanilla smell lingering on her skin. Oh, how he longed to taste her skin. Indigo leans down towards him, he waits for her to kiss him, but the kiss never comes. She stopped millimeters from his lips, fuck he wanted to kiss her soft lips.
He looks her in the eyes, waiting for her to lean farther down to connect their lips, but instead, Indigo whispers, "You're just begging to fuck me again, aren't you?"
