Marvel One Shots

Bucky x Cora

***WARNING!!! Rated R scenes below! You've been warned!!***
(Couldn't find a pic of Bucky in just the red shirt without him looking pissed so)

"Thank you T'Challa.." I sigh, moving my 'arm' around, trying to get the feel of it. Long story short, I lost my right hand in a helicopter accident and T'Challa had his best scientist/doctors make me a black bionic arm made out of vibranium like Caps shield. They did all that while I was in a coma so I didn't feel a thing. Until I woke up

"You're very welcome my friend, I'm sorry this happened." I give him a weak smile and look at my right hand clenching it into a fist. I can feel it yet I can't. Like I can feel the vibrations with every move I make

"And it's fully functional?" I ask. T'Challa nods. I slowly stand up off the bed, but use my flesh arm for support

"Steve would like you to meet him in the training arena as soon as you are ready."

I nod my thanks as he leaves so I can change into black joggers and my skin tight violet tank top. I slid on my black Nike's and left the room, using my bionic hand to open the door. I crushed the door knob as I did such. Oops. I clenched my hand the entire walk to the arena, trying to feel it. The doors slid open, as I stepped in I noticed it wasn't Steve. Instead, it was Bucky, leaning against a weight bench. He wore black joggers, sneakers, and a red shirt that went halfway down his arms. He looked up at me as I approached him slowly. T'Challa had made Bucky a new arm a while back as well

Then it clicked with me

He was going to help me transition

"You don't have to do this." I sigh, standing in front of him, crossing my arms. I wince in pain as the metal pulled slightly at the flesh on my shoulder

"You already crushed something, didn't you?" He asks. "And the metal pulls at your skin, doesn't it?" He points to my arm. I open my mouth but get interrupted. "Take the help Cora. I didn't get this option." He stares at me, his blue/gray eyes distant. I nod slowly

"What do you have in mind?" I ask

"We'll start with weight lifting, see how much you can handle on it, loosen up a bit. You can do stuff on your own time so it won't hurt. Then combat, reflexes." He walks towards the weights and picks up two 25 pound dumbbells handing them to me

In my flesh arm, it's a struggle to do more than 10 lifts but my metal arm was a breeze. He proceeded to hand me heavier and heavier weights. Soon I was at the heaviest dumbbell that this place had

"How're you feeling?" He asks. At this point I'm almost wheezing because I still had the 25 pounder in my flesh hand

"Exhausted," I huff. "Can we take a break?"

"No need. We're done for the day." He walks away from me and out of the training room. I sigh and put the weights back. Guess I'll go do yoga or something..

~3 weeks later~

"Are you even trying?" Bucky asks, a smirk on his face. I groan and roll over onto my back. So my reflexes suck. He's kicking my ass right now

"You're gonna be on the ground here soon enough, old man." I joke, standing up. He chuckles slightly and gets back in his stance

"Recalibrate." He points to my arm

I swing my arm around once like a windmill and then something in the arm clicks, recalibrating. I nod at him once I'm ready. He runs at me and throws a punch but I quickly grab his outstretched metal arm and flip him over me. He lands on the ground in a loud thud. Before he can get up, I'm on top of him with my knee on his chest and metal hand on his throat, not putting a lot of pressure on him though

"Told ya," I smirk. He smirks back at me, kicking us over so he was pinning me down now. He grabbed my metal wrist with his and forced it to lay next to my head. Did he really have to get the super soldier stuff AND a bionic arm? I groan but smile at him

"Try again." He chuckles, but never gets off of me. His eyes stare into mine and I feel a longing sensation through my core. I really enjoyed spending time with him, especially alone time. He seemed to loosen up around me and his body language always gave him away when near me

I raise my flesh hand to his shirt, pulling him down towards me. He didn't expect that and almost smacked his head into mine. He stares at me for a moment, our faces about an inch apart, I cock my head to the side with a smile. I remove my hand from his shirt and tangle it in his messy brown hair, slowly leaning in. Our lips press gently together

"Cora.." he breathes out between kisses

He let's go of my metal arm and cups my face, deepening the kiss. I've wanted to do this for so long. Ever since Steve and Sam recruited me to help find him actually. I pull away and look into his stunning steel blue/grey eyes

"Maybe it's my turn to help you.." I breathe out

He smirks, standing. He extends his metal hand for me which I gladly take in my metal hand. He pulls me up quickly and I chuckle, leading him out of the arena and down the many halls to my room. Once inside, I lock the door and turn quickly on my heels to be face to face with Bucky once more. He smirks as I push him towards my bed, removing my shirt in the process. He kicks his boots off as his back hits my mattress

For someone who takes his time with everything, and moves slow, he sure seems eager and more than ready for this

I smile as I crawl on top of him, literally ripping his shirt open with my metal hand. I trail kisses up his abdomen till I reach his lips. I give him a lingering kiss before sitting up and sliding out of my bra to reveal myself. He slowly sits up, eyes glued on my exposed breasts. He glances at me before looking back at my chest

Then his mouth was on one of them. I gasped at the sensation, wrapping my arms around his neck loosely and tossing my head back. He places his hands on my back, holding my body to him. The sensation drives my body crazy, making me want him more. I pushed him away and undid his combat pants, letting his impressive erection spring free

At this point my core is pulsing, excited for him. I shimmied out of my joggers, crawling back on top of him. He smirks and kicks us over so he's on top. I smile and roll over onto my stomach, raising my ass in the air ever so slightly for him. He rubs his tip up and down my length before pushing himself into me. We both gasp at the sensation and I moan as he slides his entire cock into me

Then he starts thrusting. I tried my best to stay quiet as I know these walls aren't sound proof but moan after moan would escape my lips. Bucky would let out grunt/moans as he plowed me. He slid both his hands up my back and tangled one in my hair, pulling my head back. He never held back with me. I promise you my ass was red from the pounding and occasional slap from him. I dug my fingers into the bed sheets when he let go of my hair and gripped my hips. I reached down and started to rub myself as I was about to reach my climax. Bucky suddenly pulled out of me and climaxed on my back, quickly cleaning it up with some tissues I had by my bed. I kept rubbing myself to finish as he laid down under me and pulled my lower region to his face. I gasped as he plunged his tongue into me. God that mouth can do wonders

I moan out as my body stiffens and I finally reach my climax, having the biggest orgasm I've experienced. He licks me one last time before letting me go. I roll over onto my back and sit cross legged from him. He's already sitting half off my bed, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. I lay there, stunned at what all just happened. It just.. wow. It happened so fast and WOW. I almost can't believe everything that just went down in here.

"We should train like that more often." I smirk at him. He chuckles and pulls me to him once more.