Marvel Imangines

After Mission Resting - B.B

Kiki's POV

I was sitting on the couch waiting for my boyfriend Bucky to return from his latest mission. He has been gone for two months. For two months I couldn't have any contact with him. Finally, at only 7 pm on a Friday night, Bucky stumbled through the door groaning. I immediate stood up and took his duffel bag from him. He shifted almost all his weight on me. "Hey big guy, lets get you to bed." I whisper, pecking his cheek. He just groans in response. 

I practically carried him up the stairs. I gently set him on the bed and put his bag in the closet. Bucky groaned once more and held his side. I crawled next to him and swiped some hair out of his face. "You need anything?" I asked. He nodded.

"Water, please." He croaked. I nodded then rushed downstairs to get some for him.

I came back upstairs and gave it to him. He chugged it down in a matter of seconds. "Thanks." He said. I nod. He pulled me onto his lap weakly and nuzzled his face into my neck. 

"You wanna sleep or something?" I ask. He shakes his head.

"I slept and ate on the way over here. I'm just in a lot of pain right now. Even though I took like 5 painkillers. I just want you." He explained, his hand sliding down to my thigh. I kissed his head. That's when my phone vibrated in my back pocket. I took it out to see a message from Steve. 

Bucky has surgery tomorrow. 8 am. Let me know if you need my help with transporting him. 

I looked up at Bucky, "what happened?" 

"Not much, just the fact that Hydra agents dog-piled me. Steve and T'Challa had to save me." He joked with a sheepish smile. I rolled my eyes. Bucky slowly leaned forward and pressed his lips to mine. They moved in sync. Bucky laid back and flipped us over so that he was on top. My hands found their way into his hair. I pulled slightly and he groaned. The vibrations tickled my throat. His metal hand squeezed my ass, making me moan. His flesh hand held him up. I dragged one of my hands down his abs, making pull back and wince. 

"Shit! Sorry!" I say, placing my hands on my chest. Bucky brushes me off. 

"Its fine. Steve said I have broken ribs. Plus, I have a huge gash ." He said before taking off his shirt. He had his lower torso wrapped up and a big, red blotch near the right side. I wince for him. Then, I sigh and rolled my eyes.

"Even with those bandages, your abs still turn me on." I mumble loudly. Bucky smirked and laid down next to me. Buck then proceed to make out with me, getting very heated in minutes. I push him back. "You're hurt, and you're still trying to have sex with me?" I asked with my eyebrow arched. He shook his head. 

"We don't have to do it. Plus, I haven't felt you in over 2 months. I need this." He complains with a fake pouty face. I roll  my eyes again. "Keep doing that. You might find a brain back there." He commented. I gasp and tapped his gash. He groaned in pain and glared at me. 

I helped him change into something more comfortable. We next got into a nice position on the bed to just relax. Bucky had his head in my lap and used his own flesh arm as a pillow. We were watching TV.