El Mañana - A Bucky Barnes FanFiction-

Longing

Oddball: Hmmm Hank or Sabertooth? Are those your only two options?

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I know. I am terrible. I took ages to update this chapter. BUT it starts smutty so please forgive? :D.

I already wrote up the following chapter so it will be published soon, please review :D x

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Olivia Throne admired the sight of her sleeping, live in, boyfriend.

Steve was resting on his back, shirtless with the lower half of his body covered in the lilac duvet. The sunlight that filtered in through the window behind her highlighted the blonde strands of his hair. She lied on her side as her adoring gaze studied his facial features; she liked the slight bump on the bridge of his nose.

She always found it fascinating how despite his rather feminine features such as his pouty lips or long lashes. His strong jaw and nose kept him manly. Hard and soft, sensitive and indifferent, it was odd but she loved it, she had never seen such a face other than his or met anyone like him for that matter.

Her heavy gaze drifted down to his powerful chest. Very rarely did the Good Captain sleep in the half nude. It was something that she had noticed about him. Of course, it was unavoidable right after sex, but usually, Steve slept with a shirt that always smelt floral fresh.

Olivia knew her boyfriend was very meticulous when it came to hygiene. Maybe it was the military training or the way he grew up, but Steve took regular showers and he was extremely organized. Despite being all those things, he had never tried to enforce them on her, at least not in the places she didn't want, like her a for example.

Olivia sighed dreamily. It was something she loved very dearly about him, his respect for people's space. The transition to living together had been a bit challenging for her at first. Even though she was used to living with Norah, she wasn't accustomed to sharing her room. But Steve had been patient, he didn't rush her into the accepting the change, it was like they had all the time in the world.

She supposed it was more because they were both so busy during the last few months. Steve had been running around pursuing leads to Bucky along with several Avengers missions. Olivia was stuck between her work and helping Steve when she could. The apartment was rather chaotic but it was minimized to either her work table or Norah's former room.

Despite all the running around and being absent most of the time, he always came back home to her, something she continued to be marveled by.

Her honey brown eyes began to darken with a sudden possessive hue, as much as she loved waking up in his arms or next to him. She missed him in the most amorous ways. Even though they kissed in the mornings before setting off to work, they haven't had a chance to be together in a while, she needed him like air.

Steve was experiencing a peaceful slumber. The day before had been tiring and he felt like he hadn't had a proper rest till his body hit the mattress the night before. He had gathered Olivia's sleeping form and he had drifted off to dream land instantly. He was at a strange plane that morning, asleep and aware but not quite ready to wake up entirely. He felt warmth over his naked chest and then soft, wet presses to his neck, it felt nice and made him sigh blissfully.