We'll go down in history Remember me for centuries

26

"Hey, I've been looking for you." I could hear Bucky's voice from the door.

"Here I am." I whispered as my eyes open. I look over my shoulder and see Bucky walking over. He sat in front of me on the windowsill keeping his legs inside planted firmly on the ground.

"Its beautiful, isn't it?" I asked looking back at the stars.

"It really is." Bucky says with a small smile looking at me. My cheeks turned a light shade of pink as I covered them with the sweatshirt sleeves.

"You and Steve caught up?" I asked looking at him.

"Yeah, I think we'll be alright. I know he wants to catch up with you. He's working on a plan to get the others out of prison. T'Challa says its best if we stay here. With Ross and Stark most likely hunting me down, we can't go on any missions for now."

"Back into hiding." I sighed rest my head against the wall.

"Do you love me?" Bucky asked.

"What?" I turn my head and look at him confused.

"Do you love me?" He says.

"I don't know. When I'm with you I feel safe. I don't want you to leave me. I feel like all I need in this world is you. The whole two years that I spent in hiding with you, you were everything I needed. You kept me going." I said honestly.

"I feel the urge to protect you. Feel like I can't be away from you not a second in the day. I don't know if you remember or not but I asked you to marry me back then." Buck tells me.

Marry me.

I would love to be your wife.

"I remember. I remember saying yes. You knew for a while, didn't you?"

"The first night we spent together in the loft at Bucharest, I remembered." He nods his head.

"Why didn't you tell?" I asked.

"I just didn't mention that we were in a relationship after I remembered our past. I didn't want to overwhelm you." His face filled with sorrow but he held a small smile.

"I think I love you." Bucky scoots closer to me as his hand runs along my jawline as he tilts my chin upward.

"I think I love you too." I blurt out. I move away from the windowsill as I stood on the floor of my room. Bucky stands up and walks over to me.

His hand fell on my hip and squeezed tightly. I crashed my lips onto his, my hand at the back of his neck, nails digging into his skin. He groan against my kiss and immediately turned us around as I was being backed up against the bed. I take the time to slide his sweatshirt off revealing my black tank top. I fall on the bed with him covering me with his entire body. It didn't stop my lips from moving against his. He pulls away to breath as I took that moment to turn the tables, flipping him over crawling on top of him. I let him rip my tank top off and toss it to the floor.

I leaned down and kissed him roughly, He bit my lip and in the same moment, reached around behind my back and unclasped my bra. I bite at his bottom lip as my hands fumbled with his jeans. He moaned and threw his head back, I took the opportunity to bite a mark at his neck.

His fingers immediately dug into my side as he flips us back over, Bucky covering me with his body once more. He slides my shorts from my legs, taking the underwear with them in one move. He kicked off his jeans crawling up my body and biting a mark into my neck then sucking it to soothe the burn. His biting trail travelled down my body, leaving marks everywhere they went. He reached for my waist and sucked a deep purple mark at both of my hips before moving back to my lips.

"You sure?" His lips brush against my ear.

"I'm sure." I turn my head and kiss his lips.

Though his hand was rough from years of fighting and working, his touches are gentle but firm as he lays it on my back. Trails kisses down my jaw and neck. He moves back up to my body, his lips retracing its steps until they find mine again.

"Buck." I gasped.

My legs wrap around his waist as he pushes in slowly. The fullness brings a sort of delicious pain. Then he started to move. The slow pace doesn't last for long, but he controls himself just enough to keep it as gentle as he can. It was maddening to me. My hands slip down and nails press into his back as my teeth find his lower lip. I move my hips to urge him faster, harder, and he does. He raises his torso until he's kneeling on the bed. His hand grip my legs tightly as he pounds into me and my back arches. This was so good the pain was going away it was all pleasure. His muscles tighten around me. I wanted to scream. He leans down to cover my mouth with his hand so I wouldn't wake the others. He kissed my neck and lips softly. After a few moments he pulls out and falls onto the bed next to me, his one arm draped across his forehead as he catches his breath. Turning my head to glance at him. His arm capture me and pulled against him. This is the man I love.