A Touch of Winter

By

Tara Devaney-Thompson

28/0/2018

© 2018 by Tara Devaney-Thompson. All Rights Reserved.

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(This is Fan Fiction Based on the character of Bucky Barnes or, known as, the Winter Soldier. No copyright Infringement Intended.)

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                     WARNING: 18+ ONLY. This story contains graphic sexual descriptions.                            

His eyes were the most beautiful she had ever seen but, and this made her heart ache, they were also the deadest. Sometimes she wondered if he actually felt any emotion. He never smiled or gave any indication that he felt any pain in any way. She so wanted to see behind the mask he wore day in and day out. Ever since Steve had broken through the mind control that Hydra had forced on him, he had been trying to find his place in this new world. She had the job, as his therapist, to help him with his readjustment. Day by day he was beginning to remember his past. This was not always easy for him because, along with his mind they had erased his emotions.

For months she had been working with him to try and regain his former self but, so far, nothing had worked. It was proving impossible to elicit responses to emotional stimuli from someone who had no emotions. She would have to find another way to get through to him. She had been pondering on it for a while now and, until now, had thought of nothing. Then while reading a text book on primal behaviour she had finally come up with something. It was unorthodox to say the least, but it may just work. It was also highly frowned upon and emotionally charged. Still, regardless of the possibly negative ramification to herself, she decided to go ahead.

The idea was to go back to man's most primal urges. Hunger, defending his home and, this was probably the most important one, sex! Yes, she had decided to use sex to possibly finally get through the conditioning he had been subjected to by Hydra. She had tried everything else she had in her arsenal, so she had nothing to lose in trying this...or so she thought. They had an appointment that night, so she had better get everything ready. First, she had to set the right mood. This was not going to be easy to do as her office was not set up for lovemaking. Then again, who said they had to meet in the office? She picked up the phone and called him.

He agreed to meet her at her home, so she gave him the address and, after hanging up, sat back, and thought about how she was going to handle this experiment. That was how she had to think of it...an experiment. If she thought of it as anything else she ran the risk of becoming too involved emotionally. He was, she had to admit, becoming more to her than just a patient and this could prove dangerous. It was understood implicitly that as a therapist one did not become emotionally involved with your patient yet, here she was, about to become a lot more than emotionally involved. She was about to commit the cardinal sin of her profession. She knew it was wrong, but she could think of no other way to get through to him that she had not already tried.

She left the office shortly after the phone call to him and made her way home. She needed time to arrange things to make the atmosphere conducive to what she was trying to achieve. As she set to work setting everything up, she began to wonder whether she was doing this for scientific or personal reasons. Finally done she sat at her desk and ran through it in her mind. As she planned it all out, she began to feel something that she should not have felt...excitement. Why she felt this way had nothing to do with her role as his therapist but rather that she was about to make passionate love to a man she was sexually attracted to.