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Bucky~Notebooks

(Y/n)'s POV [Civil War] [Smut]

I woke up to hearing scribbling against paper. I rolled over with a sigh, "Bucky." I said quietly, he looked away from his notebook. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you." He said, looking stressed. I sat up, the blankets draped over my legs.

"No, Doll, go back to sleep." He said, holding his notebook and pen. "I can't, I'm awake now." I said, rubbing my eyes. "(Y/n). Please." I looked at him, "Why, what did you remember?" I asked, rolling onto my knees. He sighed, looking down to his notebook.

"Something, I wish I didn't remember." He said with a sigh, I crawled over to him. I sat next to him on my knees, leaning against his metal arm. He tensed up a bit, his grip on the notebook, I put my hand over his while he held his notebook. "Let me read it, James." I said softly, moving the side he was writing on.

He looked at me, nervous, I gave him a reassuring smile. He relaxed a little bit and I read what he was writing down.

Another memory

Steve, getting beat up. I came to help him, I punched the guy and he stumbled into the alley, I gave Steve a smile and led him by his neck, so we could go to the Stark Expo.

I nodded, looking at him, "Why is this bad?" I asked gently, "From what I remember, that's the last time I see Steve, because I was captured by Hydra." He said, I nodded, giving him a sympathetic smile. "I'm sorry." I said putting a hand on his metal hand.

He tensed up, "Bucky, we talked about this." I said softly, "I know... But, I can't trust myself, Not when I'm with you, I'm dangerous." He said, looking at me. "Bucky, the only reason you think of yourself as dangerous, is because you know what you did, but now I am helping you remember, remember everything not dangerous." I said squeezing his hand gently.

"But how do I know, I won't hurt you." He said, looking away from my face. I smiled a little, "The fact that you're so aware, should be proof that you are not what Hydra made you for." I said, putting my other hand on his. I took his notebook away from him, closing it with one hand.

"How about we go back to bed." I said, with a smile. He nodded, giving me a small smile. "Come on." I said patting to the side of me, he crawled over next to me. I layed down on my side, and Bucky put his right arm right above my chest, hugging me from behind.

But he kept his metal arm away from me. I nuzzled my head further onto his arm, I took his metal hand, pulling it over my stomach. He tensed up again, I put my hand over his, holding it there. It feels like he's never going to be able to trust himself.

"D-Doll." He whispered to me. "Hm?" I responded, "I'm feeling weird." He said, a little bit of fear in his voice. "What do you mean weird?" I asked, "I'm feeling warm, and I feel shakey, but I'm with you, and it's not warm in here." He said, confused.

I hummed in response, "If you want, I could try something." I said, rolling over and facing him. "Try what?" He asked, I smiled and put my hand to his already hard bulge. He groaned out, at the sudden feeling. "I think you got it spot on." He said weakly.

I chuckled, and started to move my hand slowly. He moaned again, leaning against me. "Only around me?" I asked innocently. He nodded as a moan escaped his lips. I pushed him away so I could see his face. His eyes were shut tight, and his cheeks red. I chuckled, and he opened his eyes, I leaned into him, and kissed him.

He started to kiss me more intensely. All while I am moving my hand on the outside of his pants. "(Y/n), this feels really good." I chuckled, kissing him again. Suddenly his demeanor changed and he was being the dominant one. "Doll, you should know not to tease me." He said, pushing me over so he was on top.

I was caught off guard, but I smiled. "Doll, you should know better." He spoke in my ear, putting my arms above my head. I felt heat going to my core, myself getting wetter. "I-I'm sorry, Bucky." I said, barley able to hold back a moan. He smirked at me, and said "I want to hear you moan, I know you want to." He said into my ear.

He moved my legs apart, moving between me. I was holding back, but it was proving as a very difficult task. "Don't worry, I know some things to get what I want." He said, as he saw me not cooperating. He pressed his bulge against my core, and I let out a little noise.

He chuckled, "I told you." He said biting down my neck. I let out a quiet moan, still trying to hold back. He made bruises down the sides of my neck, to my collarbone. I was letting out little noises, but nothing else. "Teasing me with your shorts." He mumbled, pushing his metal hand inside my pants.

He pushed his finger against my bud gently. That broke me, "B-Bucky." I moaned holding onto his right arm. "Say my name like that Doll." He spoke, pushing his finger inside of my heat. "Bucky!" I moaned louder. "Yes Doll." He said encouraging me. He pumped faster, "I-I'm close." I moaned, arching my back. He slipped his other arm around my body, holding me close.

"Cum for me, Doll." He said, kissing me. The knot in my stomach bursting, I let out a series of moans, as he slowed down. I caught my breath and then flipped us. "You're turn, Bucky."....