Marvel Oneshots - Book 5

Bucky - Familar

You came home after going for drinks with a few friends, you paused when you saw none other then the winter soldier sitting in the dark.

You backed away and he clocked his gun.

'Don't take another step,' he said. The gun pointing at you, his hand steady.

'Bit odd for Hydra to send the winter soldier after a retired hero,' you grumbled. You slowly stepped forward. You couldn't see his emotions under his mask.

'They didn't send me,' he mumbled, slowly standing up and lowering his gun.

He stalked forward, cornering you against the wall.

'Tell me your name,' he whispered. Something was cracking through his scary facade.

'Y/N...'

'Y/N,' he repeated, looking down at you. His hand slowly reached forward but froze when you flinched slightly. He was treating you like a scared animal he didn't want to hurt.

You didn't know why the winter soldier, hydra weapon was in your apartment like this.

His hand rested on your hip, his thumb moving over the fabric of your shirt.

'You're familiar, your voice,' he whispered. You looked up at him, slowly reaching up to take off his mask before he grabbed your wrist painfully tight.

'No, don't,' he growled. You nodded a little as he continue to look at you. He slowly reached up, removing the bottom half of his mask. He leaned in, closing his eyes and letting your scent envelope him.

'Who are you...really,' you whispered. He paused for a moment, his other hand coming to rest on your hip.

'I don't know,' he whispered. His voice sounded broken.

'Are you here to kill me?' you asked. He ran his hand over your hip and shook his head.

'No,' he said. It was simple and short but you knew he wasn't lying. You felt his lips press to your neck, his touch gentle.

'I haven't felt anything for so long, then I saw you on a mission and...I needed you. I needed that feeling again,' he said. He kissed your neck again, your body relaxing slightly despite the situation.

'If your need help, the avengers can help you. You don't need to listen to hydra,' you said. He reached up and gripped your throat suddenly.

'No, I don't need help. I just need a moment with you, and you won't tell anyone, no one will know,' he growled. You looked into his eyes through his helmet and nodded.

'I won't tell anyone,' you whispered. He nodded a little and loosened the grip on your throat but still held his hand there. He leant forward, his moves hesitant before he kissed your lips softly. You knew you should pull away but...he was right. Something was familar.

His kiss was tender and slow at first but then he started to desire it even more. He pushed you against the walls as you reached up to hold his head but he stopped you. You looked at him, slowly placing your hand on his head after he knew you weren't going to hurt him.

You drew him in closer again, kissing him. You gasped a little when his cold metal hand touched your bare skin beneath your shirt. He looked at you, you wished you could see his eye beneath that mask.

'I won't hurt you, Y/N.'

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You woke up the next morning glancing around to see your room in shambles. You glanced down to see you were naked and everything came flooding back.

'Shit, oh my god,' you mumbled. You sat up and ran your hand through your hair.

Did you really just fuck the winter soldier? Were you that lonely.