After Civil War Tony decided that the Avengers needed a facelift and brought you in. Someone from a long line of military background making you damn near military royalty. Tony had followed you from a young age and knew you would make a perfect addi...
Bucky took your hand and walked you tenderly over to the couch and pulled you onto his lap, straddling him. You looked at his chest while he studied your face. He placed his flesh finger under your chin and tugged it up to meet his ice blue eyes. "It's me, doll. You know every dirty and shameful secret I carry from my past." You shook your head. "This is different. He wasn't HYDRA and it wasn't torture. It wasn't that extreme. It's humiliating and I hate that you have to see me like this and know these things." You spoke softly in his presence, close enough to share the same air and breathe in his body wash of Eucalyptus and mint. You bought it to help relieve his stress and comfort with his the nightmares, right now it was soothing you. Between that and the contrast in temperature in his hands and the look of pleading in his eyes. You were lost. You had to tell him your secrets. Didn't you?
"It started with him saying that I wasn't a good enough of an agent when I came back with any injuries. Even minute ones." He rubbed his hands on your arms to offer you support and help remedy the hurt. "Was that when you had the anxiety on that one mission?" His voice was soothing and you nodded a confirmation and he took the palm of your hand and kissed it. "You. Are. A wonderful and talented agent. You and Nat are by far the best agents I have ever seen. You are human and badass to the core. Steve and I would be nothing with the serum. Tony would be shit without the suit. Sam ....don't get me started on him." You laughed and he smiled loving the sound and knowing that he made it. "Don't let that jackass make you doubt yourself. You've taken down me and Steve dozens of times. He got in your head, now let's get him out. Yea?" You nodded and he fell silent, waiting for you to continue, patiently.
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"Then he kept on about....about my appearance and my performance." He cocked his head to the side looking like a confused Labrador. "Performance?" You cocked an eyebrow. "In the bedroom." His fingers automatically gripped your hips and you flinched at the pain it caused, immediately wishing you hadn't. "Shit I'm sorry doll. I-I" He immediately loosened his grip but you knew there would be some bruises there, you didn't mind...although you would rather them be from other activities. "I--Don't know what to say other than he's a fucking idiot and should be worshipping your body and being thankful you let a fucktard like him touch you." You smirked at his language. He's been hanging out with Clint too much. His hand cupped your cheek. "You're lovely in every way. I couldn't imagine you'd be lacking in lovemaking." You blushed at his gentleness and how he could go from saying fucktard to lovemaking so quickly. Before you could stop yourself the words expelled from your mouth like a floodgate.
"James....when was the last time you made love to someone?" It was his turn to be shy and nearly turned a shade of bubblegum pink, which would've been a darling color on a handsome soldier. You had to hold back your grin otherwise he would've been even more embarrassed. He cleared his throat and looked away and then back at you. "Before the war. I-I think that the winter soldier had some liaisons but I don't remember them...I think that they rewarded me -Him sometimes. But I don't remember it clearly. So who's to say I won't be awful. Hell, I'm damn near a virgin again." You laughed and subconsciously ground against him causing a slight groan that you chose to ignore. "James I sincerely doubt you would be bad at anything, least of all that. Please, it would be an upgrade from my hand anyway." You kept laughing but as soon as you realized what you said your hand flew to your mouth and he just stared at you, slowing processing what you said.
