𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐃𝐈𝐄𝐑 | 𝐁. 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒 |

seventeen

THE pair switch to kissing instead of just talking after a little while, and the world around them fades into a blurred backdrop of rain and warmth. Bucky's heart races, pounding like a drum in his chest as he pulls Madeleine closer, their bodies colliding with an intensity that sets every nerve ending alight. The rain pours down, soaking them both, but all he feels is the heat radiating between them, a magnetic pull that he can't resist.

In a sudden, bold move, Bucky leans in and pulls her onto his lap, her legs straddling his hips. The action sends a jolt of electricity coursing between them, and she gasps softly, her breath hitching at the unexpected intimacy. The way he holds her, firm yet gentle, sends waves of warmth rushing through her veins, igniting something deep within.

When they finally break apart, gasping for breath, a teasing smile dances on her lips. "What happened to taking things slow?"

Bucky's laugh rumbles deep in his chest, the sound sending shivers through her. "That was like a year ago,. he replies, his voice husky, each word dripping with a playful sincerity that only heightens the tension hanging in the air.

Madeleine's heart skips a beat, her teasing demeanor faltering slightly as she locks eyes with him. "More like two weeks ago." She bites her lip, feeling the anticipation thrumming between them, the weight of unspoken desire thick in the rain-soaked air.

"You know we're not even an official couple." she teases, her voice a mixture of challenge and flirtation, her heart racing as she feels the heat radiating off him.

His expression shifts from playful to serious, the light in his eyes darkening with an intensity that makes her breathless. "Then I want you to teach me how to be a boyfriend."

The sincerity in his words catches her off guard, and her heart swells. "Are you serious?" she breathes, searching his eyes for a hint of a joke, but finding only unwavering determination.

"Yeah. I mean it," he replies, each word wrapping around her like a warm embrace, drawing her in deeper. The tension crackles between them, and she can feel it, a thick haze of desire that makes it hard to think straight. "I know what I want now, Mads."

Unable to resist the urge any longer, she leans in and kisses him again, this time conveying her acceptance, a silent promise that she's all in. But as their lips part, the air between them thickens with unsaid words and simmering desire.

Just as Bucky's hips start to move up, a clear signal of his growing need, she pulls back, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. 

His breath hitches at her playful defiance, caught off guard yet thoroughly intrigued. "Seriously? You're teasing me now?" he asks, an amused frustration mingling with the heat in his gaze, eyes dark with desire.

Madeleine laughs, a light, teasing sound that echoes in the rain, electrifying the air around them. "You didn't think I'd make it that easy, did you?" she shoots back, leaning slightly closer, their lips almost touching again, the tension soaring to dizzying heights.

Bucky groans, the sound deep and frustrated, running a hand through his damp hair, the action only making her more aware of the heat radiating off him. "You're killing me here," he teases, but the playful glint in his eyes tells her he's loving this chase, every second of it.

"You know..." She says softly, "You can get what you want when I feel like you're ready."

Bucky raises an eyebrow, intrigued yet cautious. "What do you mean by that?" 

A teasing smile dances on her lips as she meets his gaze, the tension palpable. "Let's just say people have told me I can get pretty crazy." She laughs lightly, the sound brightening the otherwise heavy atmosphere.