Mosaic (Bucky Barnes X OC / Winter Soldier x OC)

Chapter 16: Bucky Barnes - Pretty Peach Dress (Part II)

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"How's it going, Bucky?"

I looked down with a frown.

"My legs are in.... The arm won't go past halfway."

"The cybernetic one?"

"...Yeah."

"Sit down and... cover yourself? I'll help. I think I know what might be the problem."

A minute later, she was kicking open the door while her fingers quickly pinned a coiled braid to her head to match the rest of them. Wearing the peach dress and a jacket of white lace.

She froze mid step. Nose scrunching a little bit. "I always forget how fucking disturbing getting into these things is...."

But she shrugged it off with a wince. She dug through her toolbox. Dumped half of the contents all over the bed until she found a bottle of thick water.

"The casts have some trouble getting in those suits too. It's made for skin, not... anything else."

She settled next to me, motioning for me to pull out the arm. There was a pause when she held up the bottle in her hand, eyeing the sleeve and the arm. With a shrug, she dumped most of the liquid into the sleeve and after rolling up her sleeve, shoved her arm inside.

"And... 'kay, that should help. Probably.... Yeah, probably...."

I gave it another shot as she grabbed a towel to wipe her arm.

Once again, it was stuck at the midpoint. She stepped in to help, resulting in my need to dodge her slipping fists flying towards my face. Or staring up at the ceiling when she decided to hug the arm in an attempt to push the fleshy material upwards.

"Valeriy, this isn't working," I told her.

With a huff, she backed off, hands resting on her waist. "Eve, make a note about getting some handles on the inside of the left arm if you make another one of these things for Bucky."

"I really rather not make another suit. They're expensive."

Valeriy faced me again, waving the voice off.

"This isn't going to work," I stated again. "This whole disguise. It's not going to work."

"It will. It has. Use the system and play the people. They expect you to be sneaking through. Would never even think you'd crossdress and pass as a woman with your body. Or crossing an official border. Among a group of bridesmaids. Their guard wouldn't even be up for something like that. Best place to hide.... Now you push and I'll pull?"

I froze when Valeriy stood up on the bed. Hovering over me from behind. Her hands reaching down on either side of my head to grab the flesh suit. Her knee resting against my back. The metal cast around her ankle cold on my skin.

Grab arms. Pull. Target incapacitated.

With one final push, everything slipped into place. Luckily. Not sure I wanted to go through the hassle of my fingers slipping into the wrong sleeves.

There was so much between the fingers that it was difficult to move them. Bending at the joints were even less possible. With how much material was in the way of the joints.

But the metal arm... it now looked human. Wrapped in flesh. The idea as horrifying as what laid beneath.

A short struggle, pulling and slipping, before my right arm was in place. Though this time much less of a hassle and without the aid of the lubricant.