Marvel Imagines: Book One

Worth the Wait

Characters: Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanoff

Warnings: smut, begging kink, sexual frustrations, jealously

Summary: You and Bucky like each other but won't do anything about it until this night... this very hot and heavy night.

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The party Tony threw is meant to be a distraction for you. He threw it because, well, it's Tony and he really loves people telling him how awesome he is. For Natasha, this party means getting drunk and maybe bringing someone home if she gets lucky, and when has she ever not gotten lucky? For Steve, this party is a way for him to get to know other people and recounter what he lost. For Thor, this party is a way for him to show off just how strong he is, and how no one but him can pick up his special hammer (if you could pronounce it, you would). For you, it's a distraction and nothing else. It's a lame distraction, but you're just trying to make it work.

All week you've been building up tension in the worst way possible. Physically, you're fine, it's emotionally that has you in a wreck. All week, you've been trying to ignore the one thought that has been filtering through your mind about a certain Avenger wandering the property.

Bucky fucking Barnes. That man is going to be the death of you.

It's not what he does to you, it's what he doesn't do that ticks you off, and that is revealing his feelings for you. You know they're there because you overheard him talking with Steve about you. To be fair, you have the exact same feelings and are doing nothing about it, but you know he's close to his breaking point.

Most people think you and Bucky are enemies because every single conversation you have ends with one of both of you screaming at each other. For no goddamn reason, apparently. It's just so infuriating when the man you want to the most behaves and acts the way he does without consequence. One man shouldn't possess the power to look and act the way he does, yet, he's doing it. Just thinking of his name is sinful enough, so saying it is even worse.

"Where's Bucky?" Natasha asks you after her third drink of the night.

"Really? You're asking me? How the hell should I know?"

"You're the one who can't stop eye-fucking him. Figured you knew where he might be," she laughs.

"Yeah, well, I don't. Why don't you go hit on that man? He looks as if he doesn't want to kill himself. Go make him want to," you say.

"You're mean," she sticks her tongue out at you and leaves your side.

She knows you're only teasing her, but she heads over to him anyway at the thought of bringing him back to her bed. Now that you're alone, you sit on the barstool and watch the party liven up without you. Tony's house is normally empty save for the few Avengers walking around, but this time, not an inch of floor isn't uncovered by someone doing something they love while you're just sitting at the bar like a fucking loner.

You should be up and mingling. You have nothing to be emotional about. Your life is going exactly the way it's supposed to, and there isn't a single thing out of place. So why do you feel like the smallest thing will piss you off? This is a party, and parties are meant to be filled with fun and excitement. However, your eyes just landed on the one guy who makes your blood boil. He's with Steve right now, and he's wearing the biggest smile on his face. Why should he smile like that when you're over here with a scowl? He knows what he's doing to you, and he has the audacity to act like he's Mr. Innocent.

Fuck this, You're going to have fun tonight. Jealousy and pent up frustration fuels your body right now, so you may not have the best intentions with what you're about to do, but you can't think of a better way to agitate Bucky even more. You could tell Bucky how you feel and just fuck, but messing with him is so much better. You kind of want to see what he will do when he breaks because you know it's coming soon.