Bucky Barnes Stories

Training

The Avengers would train everyday for two weeks, then have a week off and get back to it unless they were sick. Today was sparring day, and it was Tony's turn to pick the pairs who would spar each other. It was 6:30am and some of the avengers were grumpy like Bucky and Y/n, Sam, Scott and Wanda. Bucky came in late and got in line, behind Y/n as most of the pairs were already picked.

"Did a squirrel make a nest in your hair doll?" Bucky smirked even messing with a bit of her head, though she couldnt see it as he was behind her. Y/n had fixed her hair and knew exactly what Bucky was doing - provoking her like he always does.
"A pig called, he would like his smell back." She replied. He didnt smell bad, not at all anyway. He always managed to smell pretty good but that didnt stop Y/n from firing a insult back.
"Great." She mumbled when Stark called her and Bucky to be sparring partners.

"Do you need anything before we get started?" Bucky asked as they walked on the mats.
"Like what?" She said sternly. Bucky smirked,
"Like a medical kit on the side for after." Y/n rolled her eyes and as soon as the alarm rang she punched him square in the jaw and then side kicked him in the ribs. He stumbled back but then retaliated. He made a couple passes at her, knocking her feet out, holding one of her arms with his metal one as he lightly slapped her on the cheek. He of course didnt want to go too hard on her cause secretly he would hate to see her hurt. But to see her mad was another story cause he told himself she was so hot that way.

"What you're going easy on me now? Wimp." She called and he ran but she jumped and wrapped her legs around his neck, quickly grabbing his normal arm. Her thigh was blocking his vision and his metal hand latched onto her upper thigh harshly trying to pry it away from his eyes. Y/n pulled his hair up which made him release her thigh. She got lost in thought when he pulled his arm off her thigh.

She pulled back and Bucky got a little off balance, falling to the ground. His sight came back once she moved her thigh off his eyes. Bucky was groaning and squirming around, reaching up with his metal arm and grabbing her neck.

He could do so many things to me with that damn arm, how is it possible for a metal arm to be such a fucking turn on?

Bucky ripped his normal arm from her grip and pulled her over him, pinning her to the ground in one swift move. Which made her come out of her daydream. They were panting and lost, like the only ones in the room. They stared into each others eyes, or souls and it was like two long lost amazing puzzle pieces found each other again.

They were so close to each other they were about two inches away. Bucky went for it, to connect their lips as he couldnt stand being just friends with her. Right when he grazed her lips, she smirked and hooked her leg around his, sending her arms to the sides of his torso before she flipped them over and he was the one pinned to the ground.
"Loser." She stated, squeezing his cheeks with a smirk before she got up and walked out tauntingly.
Most of the teams were already out and going on with their day but Bucky just laid there on the mats.

He couldnt help but to be a little turned on by her fighting him. His mind kept replaying her glowing hazel eyes, her little smirk that sent feelings throughout his body. Bucky had it bad for the one who hated him. He got up and went to shower in his room, maybe go back to sleep or something. He hadnt seen Y/n in 1 1/2 hours but he knew she was still in the tower. She wouldnt leave his mind alone.

He was sitting at the table drinking some whiskey when she came in to sit in the corner in the floating chair with a book. His eyes latched onto her figure for a moment,
shes so so beautiful and so delicate.
She had showered or taken a bath, she had wet hair and different clothes on. A black tank top and some jean shorts, she was swinging back and forth in the chair as she read.
She looks amazing right now. The most beautiful thing Ive ever seen in my whole life. Her skin is like, glowing and she was like a radiating light.

"Stop staring at me weirdo." She hollered, her eyes still locked on her book.
"How do you know if Im even staring?" Bucky remarked, waiting for her to say she was staring back.
"Because you do it all the time." She finally looked up at him and then walked out of the room and back to her bedroom.

I have to tell her how I feel. I cant take anymore, I have to make her mine. He thought to himself as he found his legs taking him down the hallway and to her open bedroom door. He knocked before she had an attitude with 'what?' When Bucky walked in he shut the door and she put the book down, looking at him suspiciously.
"What the hell are you doing?" She quizzed getting up to usher him out but he blocked the door.
"I have to tell you something." She crossed her arms over her chest and her expression softened.

"Cat bite your tongue Barnes? You're pretty hesitant about whatever you're gonna tell me. So if you have to think so hard about it then I think you should come back-" He quickly pulled her into his arms and tilted her head up when he placed his lips on hers. His hands held her jaw as they kissed and her hands wrapped around his wrists. She kissed back with the same energy as he did.
"Could you loose your attitude?" He questioned when they pulled apart.
"If it makes you do this then no." She smiled and he chuckled before pulling her into another kiss.