find me

53. first time

"I want you to fuck me."

Bucky felt himself shiver. There would be no more talk needed.

Natalie felt her heart beat erratically in her chest. His mouth found hers and everything became hazy as he didn't just devour her but worshipped her with his tongue, with his mouth, as his fingers dipped out of her and left her slit to touch every bit of naked skin he could find. Which was a lot considering she didn't have one piece of fabric on her.

She let herself lay back fully on the counter and brought him with her, pulling him closer, their bodies melting together, hearts beating at the same rhythm like perfectly synched drums, feeding off of each other. Her legs wrapped around his waist and his hands gripped at her hips, dug at her ass, then moved to her neck and her hair, his mouth not once leaving hers, huffing and puffing like a mad man. She tried to match his fervour but all she could do was hold him, hold his face, his shoulders, his back, getting drunk on the feeling of his strength underneath her fingertips, of his smooth scorching skin. Finally, Bucky ripped his mouth away and as he was about to take his sweatpants off he realised something was missing.

"Fuck. I need a condom." He breathed.

Suddenly Natalie felt herself burn down. She didn't think about fucking condoms. Fuck. How did she not think about this? Of course they'd need a fucking condom. Would he have one? What if he didn't? She had waited all this time, she couldn't wait any longer.

Her own thoughts made her frown.

She had never thought like this, she had never been so desperate, so devilish. Bucky had definitely rubbed off on her. Because in that moment she would have taken him bare, no condom, no nothing, just him, right then and there. Luckily there was a rational part of her brain that told her being careful with that kind of stuff was a good thing. The thought of it someday happening however made her so warm she ground up against him instinctively, her hands scraping down his back.

Bucky moaned deep in his throat, little stars appearing at the edges of his vision. He was so turned on, so hard, so ready. He was actually going insane, but he wouldn't do it. Not for their first time.

"Bed." He gritted before he could change his mind.

He grabbed her ass and lifted her up, as if she weighed nothing, and she knew that definitely wasn't the case. He held her tightly against him as he walked both of them to the bedroom. He placed one knee on the mattress and gently laid her down on her back. He stepped off, to take his remaining clothes off and look for a condom.

But by the time the clothes hit the floor and he straightened back up, Natalie's hand had instinctively reached down to touch herself. She was too riled up, and the sight of him so beautiful and naked and hard standing in front of her was apparently making her act crazy. 

She had never felt this... bold before. 

She missed his fingers inside her, demanding and worshipping at the same time. She missed his strong built of muscle on her naked body. Especially now that they were both naked. Her hand moved of her own volition, drawing soft circles over her clit. It was the first time they had no clothes between them; they had come dangerously close to it in that hotel room but Bucky had kept his trousers on, even if lowered. Now she could see all of him and it was fucking tantalising. His shoulders wide, his arms brawny and his solid chest buff, the lines of his abdomen and hips curving down to his crotch, and the thick muscles of his thighs, covered by dark hair that wasn't too thick nor too dense. Her hand slid further down to her slit. They were both fully bared to one another, nothing between them, physically and metaphorically, and she couldn't help the pleasure that coursed through her at the thought, at the feeling. And she definitely couldn't help the way that pleasure seemed to guide her hand.