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“C’mon Buck. You can’t just sit and mope all day, you gotta get back out there.” He glared over at Steve, still stuffing his face with Twinkies and cheetos, completely unwilling to budge whatsoever from his blanket cocoon. “And do what exactly?” Steve groaned and rubbed his eyes. Bucky was having a difficult time getting back into the swing of things, after the snap, coming back, the death of Tony and Natasha; acting like he had a normal life again was an afterthought for Bucky, nowhere near a priority. “Well first off, you gotta do something a little more than lay on the couch and binge all these sweets we missed out on all these years.”

He grumbled, he was glad Steve came back from the past, and he was more than glad that they were able to get an apartment together. However, it seemed like Steve was behaving more like a mother than a best friend. He knew why of course… first with the fall, then with his time as the winter soldier, the countless wars he had to participate in. He was grateful he still had Steve through all of this. Buck sighed and sat up, looking at the last bit of twinkie still in his hand before he tossed it. “It’s just difficult for me, y’know?” He looked so small and pathetic in his blanket burrito, the soft material falling in his face a little.

Steve sighed and sat next to him, “I know… but you know I’m here… there are places we can go if you need to talk to anyone.” They sat in silence for a moment before he looked at Steve, “Fine… I’ll start getting active again… it could help.” Steve smiled and patted his knee before he stood, “Good, cuz we’re going running. Now.” Before Bucky could flop back on the couch and groan, he was pulled up onto his feet and dragged to put his running shoes on.

Steve didn’t even give him the chance to change, snickering at his friend who was currently in his My Little Pony tee shirt and his maroon sweatpants, hair bobbing in a messy bun. “I will end you, Steve. I swear to God.” He didn’t realize how out of shape he really was as he and Steve walked into their apartment building. “Yeah well, you’ll have to catch me first.” He smirked back at his once armed friend as he pulled out his key and unlocked their mailbox, watching Bucky rest against the rest of the mailboxes as he waited patiently. He was glancing through the letters when they heard a familiar voice.

“Good afternoon boys!” They turned to smile at their sweet older neighbor, Mrs Genoweth. She was a pip, merely 20 or so years younger than them, but she was a spritely old gal. “Hey there, Pamela!” She smacked Steve’s arm, “You know better than to call me that, Steven.” Bucky smirked and leaned down so she could pinch his cheeks, “How you doin’ sweetheart?” She blushed as she pinched his cheek, “Now that’s more like it. James knows how to treat a lady, you should take some notes, Steven.” Bucky beamed at Steve as he gave him the side eye, the cocky son of a bitch still had it.

“Oh! Did you two hear? Someone finally bought that apartment across from you two.” That perked Steve’s interest, “Took long enough. Who’s getting it?” “Still doing some digging, you can never really trust those old biddies up there with rumors.” She pointed at the ceiling and the boys smiled, as if they all weren’t a bunch of ‘old biddies’ themselves. They both chuckled, “Well let us know if you find anything else out.” Steve bent down to gently hug her tiny frame before he started up the stairs, leaving Bucky to side hug her before he leaned down again, “Can I get some sugar for the road, Pammy?” Mrs Genoweth giggled and kissed Bucky’s cheek before gently pinching it once more, “Always such a charmer, James.” He smiled at himself as he followed Steve up the stairs, his hands back in his pockets.

“You’re terrible.” Steve teased as he looked back at Bucky on the stairs. “What? She’s sweet, grandmas always loved me.” Steve laughed as they reached their floor, “A woman who’s 25 years younger than us is a grandma all of the sudden? What does that make us? Dirty old men?” Bucky glared at Steve again, “Don’t ever say that shit again.” But Steve could only laugh as they stepped into their apartment.

That day’s progress was slow, Bucky quickly went back to his spot on the couch eating Doritos for the rest of the afternoon, then going to the gym with Steve that night until they closed the place down. He sat in bed and doom scrolled, computers were still a bit tricky for him, but this thing called a Chromebook seemed to be a little easier for him… just a little. He was bored, nothing on Netflix or Hulu interested him, but when in doubt, he could always turn to one last resort: porn.

He sighed again as he scrolled through the sites, PornHub this, Brazzers that, he’d seen it all. He huffed and crossed his arms; as he looked out the window, he never thought he’d be here… not necessarily surfing porn… but so many nights, when he was in his cell back in Siberia, even the months he spent in Wakanda, he wondered if he’d ever be free. Not only was he free now, but he was living his life, whatever that meant. So much still confused him, the nightmares were still a weekly occurrence, things moved a lot quicker since the 40’s. It was all very overwhelming for him, but he was at least a little proud of himself for making it this far..

He was about to shut his laptop when he saw a pop up ad come on his screen, and free 5 minute viewing of a live cam show, hosted by someone named ‘Cherry Pop’. He narrowed his eyes and had half a mind to exit out of all of his tabs, but his curiosity got the better of him, moving his mouse over the link and clicking it.

He would have been shocked to see a half naked woman kneeling in front of what looked like a rather plush chaise lounge. She was wearing a wig, or maybe she really did have neon purple and neon pink hair. Only the lower half her face was visible, but she smiled as she read the comments. “Hello Randy! It’s good to see you too sweetheart!”

She was very bubbly and sweet, surely the commenters weren’t that kind… And then he looked over at said comment section…
randdog69: you look so ffucking hot baby, show us youre tits 🥵
__FrOsTbItE__: what’re you gonne fuk yourself with first/
ItalianStallion: You look exquisite, darling. Now show us that pretty pussy
Daniel: WHEN’S THE SHOW STARTING?!
He was genuinely disgusted with the male human species. He never cringed so hard in his life. How could they really talk to her like this, let alone a complete stranger? An alert pinged on his screen that his free five minutes was up, but the site was kind enough to offer him a membership to the live cams website. He glanced at her smiling half face before he sighed and put in his information, not even bothering to choose a custom name for himself. He figured he wouldn’t stay for very long.

user759205: okay, I joined, now what?
He hit the enter button and watched his comment pop up along with the others. She seemed to have noticed as her smile fell, reading his comment before a sly little smirk replaced it, “You’ll find out in a few minutes…” She never addressed his username, but he knew she answered his question. He glanced at the clock to see the moment it turned 11pm, his attention being grabbed by his computer again and he watched her sit back, finally revealing her full face. He had to admit she was cute. Cute as hell. Her little pink bra had her breasts propped up nice and high on her chest, matching panties too by the look of it too, along with a garter belt and stockings. He wasn’t afraid to admit, he was always a sucker for garters and stockings, and the heart details by her hips only added to his attraction.

“Hi everyone! Welcome to a very special live! It’s special cuz there’s a secret surprise announcement at the end.” She winked and placed her finger to her plump lips, making a shushing sound along with it.
user759205: why not just tell us now?
She smiled again and propped her hands on her hips, “Now now, newbie. If I told you now, it wouldn’t be very much of a surprise or a secret!” He softly exhaled through his nose as he folded his arms, watching and waiting as she kept going. “So I can see we have some new members, welcome! I’m Cherry Pop,” She posed with her hands under her chin as she cocked her head and smiled. “Tonight I’m feeling a little sweet, hence the new pink lingerie.” She wiggled her hips and tugged on her bra straps, making her tits bounce. "What do you think? Do you like it?"

He sat and watched the comments add up, 'randdog69' went on about how fuckable she looked, frankly all the comments bothered him to no end. But she just giggled and posed, "And what about our newcomers? Do you have anything to say?" His eyebrows bounced when he realized she meant him and he hummed as he typed.
user759205: I like the garters
He didn't expect her to giggle, but she did. “Is that all? Hopefully you’ll stick around to see what else you might like.” And then she winked. He didn’t realize he gulped hard, but he did notice how his cock twitched in his sweatpants a bit. He hummed again and folded his arms once more.

“So… should I tell you my surprise now? Or should I show you what I just bought myself?” He just watched as her comment section flooded with pleas of showing them what she’d purchased, and she batted her long eyelashes and sat up on her lounge before she pulled a large pink paper shopping bag out. “Good, cuz I finally got something I’ve always wanted.”

And she reached in and slowly pulled out a clear glass dildo, complete with a little pink heart as the handle. His eyes went wide as she smiled and held it up, “Ta-da! Isn’t she pretty? I’ve always wanted one and now I finally do!” He leaned forward when he saw her bring the tip to her shiny lips, gently pressing them against it before she softly licked up the clear shaft. “Should I play with it? I really really want to…”

She was pouting, and batting her eyelashes again, he bit his lip and didn’t bother looking at the comment section before he typed,
user759205: I think you should… please
She giggled when she saw her comments and smiled, “Very well, boys.” She leaned back, opened her legs and… Holy shit, she was wearing heels, baby pink ones that matched her lingerie. Buck could have died right then and there if he wasn’t so fixated on his screen.

He watched as she winked at the camera before she spread her legs; her panties opened at the crotch, and really, he’d never seen such a, in his words, pretty pussy in such a long time. She was pink and shaved, most likely for her show, and she brought her dildo to her clit. “Fuck… I’m so wet already… Can you see?” He found himself nodding at his screen, whatever lighting she was using made her lips glisten, and he bit his lip as he kept watching.

She pulled her toy back and replaced it with her fingers as she toyed with herself, slowly licking and sucking on the tip as her fingertips made slow circles on herself. Her white fingernails were adorable, he absorbed her moans like he was listening to Ella Fitzgerald or Bing Crosby again. Just when she started to buck her hips she brought her toy back to her pussy, gently lining it up before she slowly eased it into herself. He bit his lip when he saw her close her eyes and moan.

“Oh my God… it feels so fucking good…” He swallowed hard again as he stared at his screen. A glass dildo couldn’t have been very comfortable, but damn she was making it look like it was. “Fuck… I love when you watch me…” His hands trembled a little as he kept watching. The way her pussy clung and gripped the smooth shaft of her dildo, made his, now rock hard cock, throb again. She let her head fall back as she moaned, her fingertips moving back to play with her clit.

He kept watching her for 20 straight minutes, as she pulled it from herself just as she was about to cum, teasing herself all over again. She was working herself up, and fuck it was hot. “God, I’m gonna cum… you want me to cum?” Her comments immediately flooded with begs and demands for her to cum, his slowly started typing,
user759205: please cum for me
She bit her lip and smiled when she read his comment, “Anything for you.” She started fucking herself faster and deeper, moving her fingers quicker on her clit, he could see her start bucking her hips, her moans getting higher and higher pitched.

She let her head fall back once more as she cried out, pulling her toy from her and showing the camera her cherry pink twitching pussy. She of course made sure to show the camera her face too as she moaned, still rubbing her clit as well. She knew how to put on a show, slipping her toy back inside her and making herself cum again. He was so fucking hard he could hardly stand it. He watched her make herself cum again and again and again until she had to put her toy aside, gasping and whimpering. Her chest had a thin sheen of sweat, as did her forehead. She was gorgeous… absolutely gorgeous. He composed himself long enough to click on his profile, signing up for a premium membership so he could make requests or DM her personally. He glanced at the option to have his real name show up when he commented, but refused. He liked the anonymity.

She lifted her head to the screen after she heard the little fanfare tune sound from her computer set up.
New Premium Member! user759205 has joined as WhiteWolf1917!
WhiteWolf1917: you really know how to put on a show…
She slowly smiled as she sat up, closing her legs and sighing happily, “Well it is my job, but thank you very much White Wolf.” Her wink made him shiver as he gulped, his cock still throbbing painfully hard in his sweats. “So! For my big announcement!” She drum rolled on her thighs before she held her arms out, “I’m moving! Yay!! Um, as of now, the process is gonna be a little slow, so shows will still be on a regular schedule, however near the end of… mmm… maybe next month? The shows will take a bit of a pause,”

Her comments chimed again with men saying they’d miss her and how the move would be nice, but then there were others that spouted off how she was being mean to them. He rolled his eyes as he watched them comet, but she handled it like a champ. “Now boys, behave yourselves, or I’ll have to put you in timeout.” She raised her eyebrows and the hateful comments stopped, whatever time out was, they didn’t like it.

“Anyhoo, as I was saying. The shows might take a bit of a pause, but I promise promise that they’ll be back up as soon as I get my room set up. In the meantime, you all will just have to settle for bathtub content.” She shimmied her shoulders and smiled again. Goddamn, she really was cute.
WhiteWolf1917: sounds like fun to me
She smiled as she read his comment. “Ever the charmer, aren’t you White Wolf?” She bit her lip again and blushed. “Well, as much fun as tonight was, I think it’s time to say goodnight. Thank you all for the tips and comments! I love you all!” She blew kisses at the screen before she waved daintily, ending the live with a wink and a smile.

He stared at his screen, another pop-up asking if he’d like to watch another camgirl’s live. He groaned, setting his laptop aside to properly jerk off, the image of her slowly fucking herself still fresh in him mind.

~~~

She sighed happily when she cashed out her tips to her Venmo. Tugging off her wig she gently scratched at her scalp as she stood from her floor. It took her no time to get out of her lingerie and into some comfy clothes as she closed up her show room for the night. She was still wiping her makeup off with her towelette when her UberEATS driver knocked on her door. “Thai Kitchen for Y/N?” She hummed and took the bag from him as he turned to leave.

She sat in her bed and spun her fork in her pad Thai noodles as she binge watched her favorite TV series. She sighed softly, she did good with tips tonight. It may not have been the most honest living, but damn did it make good money.

She never meant for her parents to find out… They always wanted her to get into law school, just like her father, her older brother, and her uncle. Unfortunately, law school never came to be… she was primed to leave the state after she was invited to a party… a party where she didn’t know many people… a party where she had little to no memory of that night, until the next morning when she woke up in a bed naked in a stranger’s bed.

It didn’t help that her family didn’t believe her when she told them, going as far as to blame her for what happened. Going on and on about how they taught her better, how she must have been drinking, if she didn't wear that mini skirt out none of this would have happened, and other utter nonsense that made her feel even worse about herself.

That incident alone took months for her to recover from, and even now, she still had her bad days. She would have never considered becoming a cam girl if it weren't for her cousin, Alexa. “Maybe it could be a way to recover? Find yourself and your sexuality again without even being touched. It could be empowering… and the money is great”

She was celibate for that first year of camgirling, still very fearful of men… understandably so… when she did take on lovers, they were small, and weak. However, her new profession gave her the mental strength and empowerment she needed to get a head start again. It was cathartic in a way, cutting off privileges if a member crossed a line. It gave her some form of control again. She was even able to get herself some therapy sessions.

She never meant for her parents to find out her line of work, however it was her uncle who ratted on her in the first place, how he managed to find her page, she’ll still never know. She found nothing wrong with what she was doing, especially that she’d been out of her parents house for at least 2 years now, not only that but paying for her own insurance as well as her own car. But still, they found a way to make the situation all about themselves and make her feel like the bad guy once again.

She went no contact shortly after that, not only with her parents but with a majority of her family, sans the occasional cousin or two she had who supported her regardless. She was excited for her move, she’d be somewhere bigger and better than her somewhat small town where everyone knew everyone’s business.

She yawned big and rubbed her eyes before she snuggled down in her bed and shut off her TV. She’d meet with the realtor and her lawyer over Zoom to finalize the last bits of her new lease. She simply couldn’t wait, slowly drifting off to sleep, dreaming of her brand new home.

~~~

Like clockwork, Bucky stared at his phone or laptop waiting for the site’s invitation email, alerting him she was going to be live that night.
WhiteWolf1917: Good evening, Cherry
It had been nearly 3 weeks since he subscribed to her page, and she always smiled when she saw his light blue text pop up. “Hello there, White Wolf! Punctual as always, I see.” She winked at the screen, and he’d be lying if he said it didn’t make his stomach flutter.

He watched her like he always did, this time touching himself while he watched her, matching her pace at how she rode her suction cup toy. She had a great ass and groaned softly at how her pussy looked as she sank down on it every single time. He was proud of himself for holding off until she came, moaning her name into his pillow, even if it sounded silly hearing himself whisper “Cherry,” in the middle of the night. He wiped his abs clean with some tissues when he heard her say, “Well, it’s finally happening! I’m leaving tomorrow for my new place!” He nodded, he noticed her room was looking a little sparse now, her little pink neon light in the background wasn’t there, her chest of drawers was gone, as well as her velvet lounge.

WhiteWolf1917: hope you make it safely, wherever you go
She scanned over the comments and slowly smiled, tucking her now red hair behind her ear. “White Wolf! You’re the first person to say that to me, thank you handsome!” He bit his lip and smiled to himself when she called him handsome. It had been a long time since someone had called him that. She signed off shortly after that, smiling and waving back when she saw he’d commented a little “👋” emoji. He had to admit it to himself, he was going to miss her until she was finally settled, wherever she was going…

~~~

Once again, Steve woke him up early to go running at the ass crack of dawn, ignoring Bucky’s grumbles and promising his friend coffee and a breakfast sandwich on their way home, one of the only things to truly get Bucky out of bed. One of the few blessings of being a super soldier, the nearly 16 mile run from their apartment to Central Park and back again, took almost no time at all. And if they timed it right, they’d get to Al’s Diner right as it opened. “I want my hash browns too.” Steve smiled as he stretched and watched his friend tie his sneakers. “You got it.” Bucky smirked at Steve as he stood and stepped to the door.

They noticed the moving truck pull up as they moved to their sideways corner starting point. "Huh, looks like the new neighbors are moving in today.” Steve nodded his head over to the truck as the men hopped out and started opening up the back, making Bucky look back at the truck as well. “Oh shit, I haven’t thought about that since Pam brought it up.” He shrugged before he elbowed Steve, “Come on, we can say hi to them when we get back, I want my sammich.” Steve chuckled as he and Bucky started their jogging. The city was still at peace, the sun coming up slowly over the horizon and through the buildings. It really was a beautiful sight.

They made it to the corner diner just as it opened by the time they got back from Manhattan, both of them sweaty yet not out of breath. Bucky was shifting from foot to foot, excited to finally get at his egg and bacon breakfast sandwich, with two extra hash browns on the side, as promised. He wasted no time at all digging into his breakfast on the walk back to the apartment, stuffing his face and wiping the egg yolk dripping from the corner of his mouth as Steve smiled beside him as he shook his head, “Must really be worth it.” He sipped his coffee as Buck made his happy hungry noises, “Listen, Aldo makes one good thing on that entire menu, and it’s this bad boy right here.”

Steve chuckled, stealing a bite of hash browns as they turned the corner to their apartment; the movers were still there, along with an internet technician truck. “Shit. Whoever’s moving in is getting shit done.” Bucky hummed in agreement, his mouth still full of sandwich as he nodded. They eyed the men lifting a bed frame, another man carrying boxes up to their floor, wedgying past the few boxes that were in the hallway as Bucky dug out his keys from his hoodie. He was unfazed when he heard Steve knock on the open door to their new neighbor’s apartment. “Hello? New neighbor?” Bucky huffed and opened the door, leaving it ajar for Steve to come in when he was done.

He tuned out their conversation as he got ready for the day, i.e. checking the mail, his emails, what was on TV, seeing if the milk was expired until he heard that familiar excited cadence of “Oh my God, you’re Captain America!” He let his head fall back and shut his eyes tight as he groaned, “Oh for fuck sake…” Another damn fangirl, just what they needed, especially during their retirement. He pulled his hair free from his ponytail and stepped to the door, opening it enough to peek his head out, “Uh, Stevie darling, we do have that Zoom meeting with–”

He froze mid sentence, staring right at their new neighbor. “Buck, this is our new neighbor: Y/N L/N.” She smiled so sweetly at him, she looked much better in person instead of through a flat screen. She was shorter than he imagined, and her natural hair was held back by a pair of sunglasses propped up on her head, and really, it was the prettiest shade of (h/c) he’d ever seen. Her simple black shirt and denim shorts hugged her body, frankly she looked better this way than in her lingerie… not that he minded the skimpy outfits at all. She blinked awkwardly as she glanced at Steve, even though he was also confused by his friend’s behavior. But Bucky could hardly be bothered by their strange stares. He couldn’t wrap his mind around it… he was face to face with Cherry Pop herself.

She smirked and cocked her hip to the side, “Well you’re talkative, aren’t you?” It was enough to snap him out of his stupor as he held out his hand, “S- sorry… dissociated a little… Hi, erm- I- I’m Buck. Um, James Barnes… people call me Bucky.” She giggled at his shyness and took his hand, “Well, James ‘People Call Me Bucky’ Barnes. Very nice to meet you.” She smiled again, she really was so damn cute. “Shit, I can’t believe I live across the hall from two Avengers.” Buck bit his lips and slowly pulled his sleeve down, suddenly feeling very self conscious about his arm. “Yeah, just trying to enjoy retirement.” Steve glanced at Bucky, shocked his friend was acting so shy all of the sudden.

She smiled sweetly at them, “Well I hope you two aren’t strangers. I work from home, so I’m almost always in.” Buck couldn’t help but smile back as Steve nodded, “Us too, you let us know if you need anything.” As soon as the door shut, Bucky slinked further into the living room, abandoning the rest of his hash browns on the kitchen island. “Are you okay? It’s not like you to be so shy… and you didn’t finish your breakfast.” He stripped off his hoodie and glanced back at Steve, “Oh, um… you can have it. I’m just gonna take a shower real quick.” He pulled off his shirt as well and tossed them in his room before heading to the bathroom.

“Buck… are you alright?” He stopped at the doorway and looked back at Steve again and smiled, “Yeah, I’m fine. Just a little overheated from the run.” He gave his friend another reassuring smile before he shut the bathroom door behind him, although he was certain he didn’t convince Steve in the slightest. He stood at the sink for a while, holding onto the porcelain sides as he tried to calm his breathing. He still couldn’t believe it was her, she was really real. Well duh she was real, he shook his head, how dumb he was for thinking that? It wouldn’t be right to keep his membership with the site… she was his neighbor now, it would have been rude, indecent, creepy.

But then again, it wasn’t like he was watching her, per se. It was a character… wasn’t it? He groaned and undressed before he hopped in the shower, still debating on whether or not he should keep his membership. He decided not to keep it, much to the chagrin of his cock. It would have been disrespectful of him… she didn’t deserve a neighbor who knew what she looked like behind closed doors.

He sighed again, he’d delete it the next day after his therapy session. For now, he huffed as he switched the shower water from warm to cold… it was much needed…

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He woke early the next morning, waiting for his coffee to finish brewing as he did his morning workout routine. When he was finished, he made sure his tumbler bottle was full of ice and flavored syrup before he poured his coffee in; one of the few joys about the modern world was flavored coffee and lattes. He once made a barista very, very nervous when he ordered a triple espresso, downed it all in front of him, and ordered another one to go. He smiled to himself as he popped the top of his cup back on, and grabbed his backpack. He had an early appointment with Dr Raynor, he decided to get her advice on the whole camgirl/neighbor situation.

He already had his earbuds in when he stepped out the door, his back turned to the hallway as he locked the door behind him. “Hey neighbor.” He nearly jumped out of his skin when he looked back to see her standing there, her sweet smile on her face again. He didn't realize he started rearing his fist back, slowly lowering it again, giving her an apologetic look already. She winced and giggled as she held up her hands, “Sorry, didn’t mean to scare you.” She smiled and rubbed the back of her neck. He shook his head and took out one earbud, “No, no need to apologize. I should have seen if anyone was behind me.” He stuffed his hands in his pockets and gave her the once over: she was in a little sunflower sundress and hat, complete with little black boots. She really was so damn cute.

There was another awkward silence between them when she spoke up again. “So, where are you off to so early?” He hummed and looked at his own boots, “Oh, just… an appointment in the city. Don't feel like jogging again, so I gotta catch the train.” She smiled up at him, “You two really are super soldiers, like Manhattan isn’t almost an hour away.” He couldn’t help but smirk, but it quickly fell, “Nah, me n’ Steve can make it to Central park and back in about an hour, and that’s if we’re not busting our asses.” And then she chuckled, it wasn’t like the girly one she put on during her shows, this one was genuine… and perfect.

“Well I should let you get going if you’re taking the train.” She smiled up at him and moved to let him pass, but his mama taught him right, and he held his hand out for her to proceed first. He caught her unsure glance at him before she plastered on her fake smile and thanked him softly, slipping past him and hurrying down the stairs. She held the door open for him as he slowly walked behind her. He started his trek to the subway station when he heard her call out to him, “I hope your appointment goes well!” His chest tightened when he saw her wave him off, not even stopping himself when he pulled out his metal hand from his pocket to wave back.

~~~

He sat on the doctor’s couch for what felt like hours, Raynor checking her watch for the third time. “James… if there’s anything you’d like to say, now would be the time.” He side eyed her and tucked his hair behind his ear before he took a deep breath. “I don’t know how to start… and frankly it’s not something I’m used to talking about so openly…” She just blinked at him, “James, whatever it is, I’ve heard worse, believe me.” He groaned and ran his hands down his face, “Sometimes I watch porn.” She stared at him and blinked, “You spent the first 20 minutes of our session thinking of how to tell me that?” “Context, doc.” She raised her eyebrow and grabbed her starbucks cup to take a sip of her drink.

“I… got on this live cam site and… I have a membership with this one cam girl… Her name is Cherry Pop.” “Does watching Cherry Pop bring you some form of joy?” She clicked her pen and he groaned, watching her open her book and scribble down in her journal. “Yes… until lately…” Raynor set her pen down, “Why until lately?” He looked up from his hands and gulped, “Cuz she moved into my building… and is living in the apartment across from mine and Steve’s.” Her eyebrows subtly bounced once more and she crossed her legs, “Well that’s got to be interesting.” He pinched the bridge of his brow and shook his head, “No, it’s not. Cuz I feel like a fucking creep for having a membership to her show. I mean Christ, I’ve seen parts of her that only lovers should see and she’s my fucking neighbor… and she’s really cute and nice too…”

There was silence in the room until he heard the dreaded click of her pen again. “Christ, doc, really?” She ignored him as she wrote, “Do you like her?” That question stopped him in his tracks. He really didn’t know how to answer that. Sure she was adorable, and she was very nice to him so far. Maybe he did have a bit of a crush on her… when everything was anonymous, before she moved into the apartment across from them. “I- I don’t know… maybe?” Raynor just looked at him before she took a deep breath, “Do you think you should deactivate your account?” He thought for a moment and just shrugged, “I don’t know… I don’t want to be disrespectful or creepy, but I keep thinking how it's only a character she’s playing.”

She nodded, “Well… maybe you should talk to her.” He looked at her like she was crazy, but she only shrugged back. “What? What’s the worst thing that could happen?”
“She could hate me? She could sue me for watching her without her consent? She could tell everyone I’m a sick pervert!”
“Two of those things are not likely to ever happen. The worst that could happen is she hates you, but hatred is unlasting.” He begged to differ, he’d forever hate Hydra and everything they put him through… as well as that snot nosed little bastard back in the 20’s who threw mud at Steve when they were kids. “All I’m saying is, you can do what you want. But if you like her, you’ll need to talk to her about this one way or another.” He sighed and laid his head back on the couch. He was majorly fucked, somehow he knew Dr Raynor wouldn’t help him make a decision.

~~~

He went walking in the park, like he always did after a session with Raynor. This appointment was no better than the other’s he had before, this one was more confusing somehow… He sipped his iced coffee as he came up on a bench to sit at, watching the people who passed by and listening to the sounds of the city. He hummed and pulled out his phone, remembering when he signed up, one of the many privileges he had was that he could DM ‘Cherry Pop’ whenever he wanted. He gulped and hit the message bubble, slowly tapping the screen.

WhiteWolf1917: Miss Cherry Pop?
🍒Cherry Pop🍒: Well hello there, White Wolf! I was wondering when I’d get a message from you 😉

He smiled at her little emoji and gathered all the strength he had.

WhiteWolf1917: Yeah… I have a question for you
🍒Cherry Pop🍒: Sure babe, what’s up?
WhiteWolf1917: Hypothetically speaking, if you met one of your viewers… would you be appalled by them?
🍒Cherry Pop🍒: No! I’ve met my fair share of followers, I’d never hate someone for watching my lives

He waited another beat before he typed again.

WhiteWolf1917: What if… you found out one of your friends was a subscriber…
🍒Cherry Pop🍒: I guess I still wouldn’t mind. I do have a few friends who have memberships to my page and support me by tipping and whatnot
WhiteWolf1917: So you wouldn’t hate them? Or sue them?
🍒Cherry Pop🍒: 😂😂😂 OMG no! You’re too funny White Wolf lol 😊

He smiled at her response, finally taking a breath or relief… until his phone dinged again.

🍒Cherry Pop🍒: Why do you ask, honey? 😊

He felt the blood drain from his face when he saw that message. He bit his lips for a moment before he typed back.

WhiteWolf1917: Oh. Just… curious is all 😅

There was a long silence before he got a response back, but that didn't stop him from breaking into a nervous sweat.

🍒Cherry Pop🍒: Alright honey, whatever you say 😏😊💋

He sighed and sat back in his seat. At least if she knew, she wouldn’t hate him. He told himself he'd tone down on viewing her newer videos. But at the moment, he was very very relieved about the situation. He sat and thought for a moment before he got up to go home, making sure to stop off at Magnolia Bakery before he got to the train station.

~~~

He guarded his little cupcake box with his life as he scribbled a message on his pocket notebook. “Can’t believe this tiny thing was damn near $20 bucks…” he muttered to himself as the subway came to a stop at his station, tearing the little piece of paper from his notebook and folding it neatly. He kept staring at the little box that her cupcake came in, along with the tiny note he wrote, rehearsing and rethinking what he’d say to her. Not once did he look up to see where he was going, he still remembered the way home, even after all these years. By the time he was inside and walking up the stairs to their floor, his hands were shaking; he’d never been so nervous like this before, for God’s sake he was a goddamn sniper in World War II… and as the Winter Soldier.

Just as he came to her door he could already hear her humming and putting away her things. He took a deep breath and unlocked his door for good measure.

She softly hummed as she put away the last of her silverware as well as her plates and bowls, smiling when she saw they fit nicely in her cupboard. She jumped a little when she heard the muffled knock at her door, taking her earbuds out and hooking them back in their case before she carefully went to the door. She could hear Steve and Bucky's door close just as she undid her locks.

She looked at their door for a moment when she opened hers, cocking her head in confusion before she looked down. Her lips parted when she saw the little white box, crouching down to pick it up, as well as the little note on top. She tucked back inside her apartment, leaning against her closed door as she unfolded the little piece of paper.

Welcome to the building. -JBB

She smiled to herself as she read his note, Bucky really was the sweetest man she'd ever met. She stepped over to her kitchen island and set the box down, it was only then that she realized the little sticker that read 'Magnolia Bakery' in green outlined letters. She slowly opened it and softly gasped at the cupcake, chocolate with lavender colored buttercream icing, and tiny pearl sprinkles as well.

It was almost too beautiful for her to eat… almost. She propped herself on one of her stools and pulled the paper down off one side before she took a bite of her cupcake. She hummed, it was by far the most delicious thing she'd ever eaten. She sat in silence and ate her little cupcake, touching and flattening out her little note from Bucky. He really was so incredibly sweet…

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She was sat on her living room floor, cross legged and cursing to herself as she tried to untangle the many wires to her brand new TV. She had no problem hooking her neon sign in her cam room, but damn the most mundane of appliances were the most challenging to fix or install. “Goddamnit!” She threw down the wires and got up from her living room rug, stretching and hearing her joints pop where they needed to.

She stepped over to her refrigerator and opened it, grabbing her leftovers from when she went out to lunch two days ago. She sat atop her kitchen island, the cool granite making the backs of her thighs instantly cold, but then again she hated wearing long pants on hot days like this. It was quiet in her new apartment, not that she minded, the city was outside and provided plenty of white noise, especially when she was trying to sleep. She sighed and held her sandwich in her mouth as she hopped off the counter, turning the stove on to make herself some tea when it sparked, making her jump back at the loud pop sound.

She stared at her stovetop oven for the longest time before she reached and tried turning the knobs again and… nothing. She growled to herself and set the rest of her lunch on the countertop, “I swear to fucking God…” She stomped around the corner to her front door and flung it open.

He finished pouring the last of his spaghetti sauce into the quart mason jars when he heard the ever popular ‘shave and a haircut, two bits’ knock at his door. He licked his vibranium fingers clean when he stepped over to the door and opened it. She was so damn cute, in her oversized graphic tee, and what looked like terry cloth short shorts. He smiled internally when he saw that she was barefooted, it was a short walk across the hall after all. “Hey Buck. Erm- I don't suppose you're handy with the ovens in this place, are you?” He pulled his towel off his shoulder and wiped his hands, “Yeah, I’d say I'm handy with them. You need some help?” She smiled up at him and twisted her foot on the hallway carpet, “Yes please, I wanted to take a break from my TV and my stove went pfft!” He smirked at her expression and nodded, “Sure. Just give me a minute.”

He stepped back to the kitchen and neatly placed a lid on each mason jar before he screwed the ring on as well before he rearranged them nicely on the counter. She stepped in just enough to peek around the corner, seeing what he was doing as he made sure all the jars were labeled and set aside to cool. She smiled to herself, the way he was so neat about his jarred marinara, he really was so damn cute. He turned around and pulled up the sleeves on his hoodie as he followed her out of his apartment, and right into hers.

He shut the door behind them and looked around, she'd already painted from the looks of it, that sickly light yellow-green no longer all over the walls. “Nice walls. What color is that?” She looked around and smiled, “It’s called Blue Mist, it’s way better than that bile color.” He followed her and rounded the corner to see her stove, smiling when he saw her little blue whistle kettle sitting nicely on top of her range. She moved to the other side of her stove and sighed, “I don’t know what happened, I tried turning on the burner but–” She froze mid sentence when she saw Bucky easily move her oven out of its little nook, inspecting the wiring diagram. He huffed, “Yeah, same thing happened when Steve and I moved in. I’ll be back.”

She just watched him turn and leave as she glanced at the oven again. He did that a little too easy, she thought, chalking it up to the super soldier serum he and Steve had… not to mention his metal arm he tried so hard to hide. He came back with a small roll of electrical tape and a can of WD-40. She scuttled up on her island as he pulled the oven out even more, tucking her feet up so she was sitting criss crossed again. He stretched and fiddled with the tape and the few wires that had come undone over time. She was watching him like she was watching her favorite TV show, noticing his shirt hiding up around his hip, biting her lip when she saw that he wore Calvin Klein underwear. “Okay. All done… the neutral wire was hooked up to the ground strap and not the… hook up…” He suddenly felt stupid as he explained it to her, wiping his hands on his hoodie before he easily slid her oven back into its place.

She smiled and grabbed him a towel, “Shit, you’re a miracle worker! I’d be lost without you.” He blushed as he wiped his hands, looking her in her eyes, “Thanks… I try…” She hopped off her counter and smiled up at him, sharing the briefest and sweetest of moments either of them had ever felt. She batted her eyelashes before she realized she was ogling him, shaking her head a bit before she looked back over her shoulder, “Could I borrow you again for another few more minutes? I need some help with my TV.” He looked over the top of her head and nodded, “Sure, I can help.”

She smiled up at him and cocked her hip to one side, “Can I make you some tea as well?” He smiled and nodded, “Yeah, that’d be nice.” She moved to grab two of her mugs, looking back to see he was still in his hoodie. She knew he had to be hot, her AC system was still getting sorted out, and it was particularly humid and sticky that day. “You can take your hoodie off if you like. It's a warm day.” He paled a bit and slowly gripped the zipper of his hoodie. She frowned and turned the stove on, “I- I’m sorry, I know it’s warm for me, it must be warm for you too… and by the way… you don’t need to hide your arm… not around me.” She smiled so warmly and placed her hand in his forearm before she turned and headed back to the living room.

His arm tingled where she touched him, his metal hand coming to touch the still warm spot on his hoodie. No one had ever been so open and accepting of his arm before, only seeing him as nothing but the winter soldier. She was back in her spot working on her wires again when he came around her to sit on her couch, pulling his hair back into a low bun. She smirked when she saw he had taken his hoodie off, his grey shirt hugging his chest and arms as he tugged his bun tight.

Just as he started looking around for the instructions, she held out the little packet for him. He smiled and took it from her, thanking her softly as he sat comfortably back on her couch. They were silent before she finally spoke up again, “So… you and Steve. When did you become friends again?” He smiled softly and skimmed over the instructions, “Back in 2016… He found me after I escaped Hydra… but my past followed me…” She could see his shoulders droop a little, and she frowned as she stretched out her leg, making sure her toes were touching his sock covered foot.

It made him look up at her as she smiled sweetly at him. “From what I’ve heard, he cares for you very much. You’re lucky you have a friend like him.” He slowly smiled back at her, even if it was a little sad. He nodded, “I really am grateful he stuck with me… even when I didn’t have myself.” Her smile was so bright and warm, he couldn’t help but blush a little. She pulled the last wire free and set them out neatly before her, “I’m glad you have someone like that in your life.” He noticed her smile fall ever so slightly as she shifted to her knees, looking behind her TV on the floor to see where exactly the wire went. He stood and came to pick up her TV easily, Holding it in his human arm as he tossed the booklet onto her couch.

“What about you? You must know people here… or at least family.” She chuckled to herself as she reached for the first white tipped cord, hooking it up to the wall outlet. “No, no… Just… needed some freedom from family… my past… you know how it is.” She didn’t even register what she said, let alone who she said it to, it was just one of those everyday sayings, no real meaning behind it. But he still chuckled deep in his throat as he nodded, “Yeah, I do know how it is.” She froze while screwing in her second red wire, looking up at him with her cheeks already on fire. He smiled for real this time and shook his head, “I didn’t read into it, I swear.” She bit her lip and blushed again, giggling back at him.

Talking came so easy for them, soon laughing as he helped her with her TV and her new fridge set up. He loved her smile, her eyes, really everything about her. She was a completely different person from her online persona: kinder, sweeter, and funnier, without even trying. He adored her personality, not only that but he adored her more human qualities as opposed to what she tried to hide on the internet: the subtle stubble on her legs from where she shaved, the few split ends of her hair, her little smile lines by her cheeks. She really was… perfect. “That reminds me, I never thanked you for the cupcake you left for me last week. It was delicious.” He blushed as he sipped the last of his tea, watching as she sat on her kitchen island again. “Oh, it’s no big deal.” She shook her head, setting her mug down on the counter, “Don’t be silly! That’s the first nice thing that’s happened to me since I got here. I really appreciate it.” He blushed harder and set his mug aside. “Well… you’re welcome Y/N. I’ll be sure to get you more when I’m out.”

She beamed and swung her legs happily from her seat on her counter, it made him smile. He placed his mug down on the counter and stood up straight from his leaned position near her oven. “I guess I should head out. I still gotta have lunch with my friend, Yori. He gets a little weird when I’m late.” He stretched with his hands over his head, making Y/N catch a nice glimpse of his Adonis belt. She hopped off the counter to get the door for him; just as he stepped out, she spoke up, “Hey… erm- I hope this isn’t too forward…” He could feel his throat tighten as she tapped her toes on the threshold of her doorway. “Would… you be interested in going somewhere with me? Like… dinner? Maybe tomorrow night?”

She bit her lip and looked up at him. She was so damn cute, and he wanted to say yes so damn badly, and yet… “Oh… um… I’m not sure… I haven’t dated in a while and I’m still working on myself a little…” He hated that he was lying to her, and he hated it even more when he saw her hopeful smile fall. “Oh… yeah, no. I totally understand.” She straightened up and pulled her shirt further down, trying to hide her thighs a bit more. “Sorry, I wasn't thinking. It would be a little awkward, I guess… we’ve only known one another for like 3 weeks,” She tried laughing it off… but the damage was done.

He frowned and stuffed his hands in his pockets and hung his head, trying to find the words, but she beat him to it. “I should let you get to your lunch. Thanks for helping me again… and for the cupcake…” She smiled and moved to hide behind the door a bit more, “I’ll be here in case you need a cup of sugar.” She gave him one last sad smile before she shut the door, leaving him out in the hallway, alone. He stood in the hallway for a while, hoodie over his shoulder, hands still in his pockets. He really did hate himself. He text Steve as he slipped his hoodie back on and grabbed his gloves.

He looked at the words he typed down before he sighed and hit the send button. “Jesus fucking Christ…” He pulled his gloves on and headed out to see Yori at their usual sushi place.

She sighed as soon as she shut her door, leaning against the hard surface and sighing. She knew it was a dumb idea to ask him out in the first place. She closed her eyes and sighed again, staying there for a while, letting the cool wood of the door calm her a little bit more. But she slowly slid down to the floor, pulling her knees to her chest; on the surface she was vibrant and confident, but under the shell… she was still so small and fragile… She sat there for an hour, wiping away the tears in her eyes as soon as they appeared in her eyes.

~~~

“What the fuck, Bucky?!” He cringed, sinking further into the couch. “Christ, Steve, I know! Yori already tore into me.” “Well it sounds like you need more of it.” He ran his hand through his hair and started to pace in front of Bucky, still burying himself in the couch. “It is so damn obvious you like her… why… why in God’s name did you turn her down?” Steve stopped to look at his friend, seeing Bucky swallow hard. “I- I don’t know… I don’t want to spoil her expectations of me… I- I don’t really know, Steve, I panicked. That’s all I can really say right now. I- I guess I'm not ready to go on dates… with anyone really.” He hugged his pillow closer to his chest and sighed, running his metal hand down his face. But Steve wasn’t happy enough with that answer. “That’s crap and you know it. Just two months ago, you had drinks with Leah when she was closing up Izzy for the night. You had no problem asking her out, what makes Y/N so different?”

Bucky felt his face get hot as he stood up, “Steve, it’s complicated… please just drop it, I can’t talk about this anymore tonight…” He moved past him to get to his room when Steve spoke up again, “But I thought you liked her…” Buck paused in his doorway and glanced back at Steve, seeing his friend was very much confused. “No… I don’t…” He shut the door behind him and crawled into bed, not even bothering to turn on his light as he bundled up in his blankets and stared out his window. It was the second time he lied that day, even to Steve, and he never did that. He groaned and covered his face with his hand. “I am such a fucking idiot…”

He finally rolled out of bed at noon, still bundled in his favorite blanket. He shuffled out of his room just as Steve came back from his run, holding a cup holder of coffees for him and Bucky. “Hey, you’re up. I got your usual.” He hummed and took his cup from Steve, nodding subtly when he saw Steve got his order correct, as always. “So… listen, I’m sorry I pushed you. I- I thought you liked her from the way you watched her from time to time… and you got her that cupcake when she moved in.” Bucky leaned against the island and sipped his coffee. “I was being nice… it's always a little scary moving somewhere new…” Steve nodded and pulled his coffee free from the holder. “Well, m’sorry. I didn't mean to push you.”

Bucky nodded and took another sip before Steve spoke up again. “So… I hope you don’t mind, but… I did ask her out for dinner… tonight.” Bucky choked on his coffee and coughed, moving to the sink so he didn’t make a mess while he spit out the mouthful of coffee. Steve stared at him wide-eyed, “Well that was a pretty visceral reaction…” Bucky just shook his head and grabbed a glass, “Just… went down the wrong tube…” He turned back around, chugging his glass of water before setting it down on the counter again. But Steve stared at Buck for a while, reading his friend’s face over and over. “So… she said yes?” Steve’s eyes still studied Bucky’s face, but he slowly nodded. “Yeah… she said she’d like to go to dinner.” Buck stood still before he plastered a smile on his face, “Then I hope you have fun tonight.” He walked past Steve and patted his shoulder. It was friendly, but the slight heaviness of his hand made Steve look back at him. “You’re sure you’re okay with this? I can cancel…” He looked back at Steve, still wearing his too tight smile as he nodded, “Yes, I’m sure… she deserves happiness… and you do too… I’m okay, really.”

~~~

“So… you just… up and lied?” Bucky sat with his head back on her couch, hand clasped on top of his head as he sighed, “Yeah…” He didn’t even flinch as Dr Raynor clicked her pen again. “So, let me see if I have this straight: you have a crush on your neighbor, who’s also a camgirl that you have a membership to her page. And when she steps up and asks you out on a date, you turn her down, only to find out your best friend asked her out too… and you’re okay with all of this?” Bucky groaned but nodded. “Well, I gotta tell ya, Buck. You’re fulla shit.” He lifted his head and looked at her, his hands still on his head, “Yeah, I got that doc, thanks.” He groaned again and let his head fall back again. “Why did you feel like you needed to turn her down?” Bucky sighed again, but she let him take as much time as he needed to articulate.

“I guess cuz I’m afraid of letting her down… I’m no prize… not anymore. I mean, asking out Leah that one day was easy, but… there’s something about Y/N that makes me feel like… the old me again. Not this broken, fucked up, white boy that everyone else sees… when they don’t see the winter soldier.” Dr Raynor sat in silence, this was one of the first times he’s ever opened up during a session. “And I said I’m fine with it to Steve because… well shit, he’s the golden boy, isn’t he? Captain America? What girl wouldn’t want to date him. I’m not resentful of him, he’s always been that lover boy type, even with Peggy… He deserves happiness… and she deserves someone who’s whole… and will love her with all he’s got. And I– I’m not him…”

She let him have a moment before she spoke, “Why haven’t you told her any of this?” He shook his head and leaned forward, “What’s the point? When she finds out I’ve been watching her live shows, she’ll never want to speak to me again. So why bother?” She blinked for a moment. “A little self deprecating, don’t you think?” He looked at her, holding his hands out, “Wow, thank you. Just what I needed to hear right now.”
“You never talked to her. I mean after our last session, did you?”
“What good would that have even done?”
“Well since it’s very damn obvious you like her, I’d say a lot of good. And you better do it soon before she starts catching feelings for Steve, if it isn’t too late already.” Buck just stared at her, seeing she was unfazed by his glare. As much as he hated to admit it, she was right. He did need to talk to Y/N. He just had no idea how to go about it.

He stayed out practically all afternoon, finally coming home with his dinner in his backpack and a box of donuts in hand. He walked in with his third donut in his mouth to see Steve fixing his dress shirt collar, he had to admit, the man knew how to dress, he even made sure his dark blonde beard was trimmed and touched up. Damn he went all out… “Hey! You’re back… that was a long session,” Bucky nodded and set his bag down on the kitchen counter, “Yeah, just wanted to walk around and kill some time. I got some donuts and Thai curry for dinner while y’all are out.” He set his box down as he finished his donut, pulling out his to-go bag out of his backpack. Steve nodded and looked at the clock before he grabbed his jacket, “You’re sure, you’re sure?” Bucky side eyed him before he turned to face his friend before grabbing a bowl from the cupboard, “Steve, for the last time, yes. Go, take her to dinner, have fun, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”

Steve smiled and hugged him tight, it made Bucky smile and pat his friend’s back. “I know, I know. Now go have fun.” Steve chuckled and patted his shoulder as he fixed his jacket before he took a deep breath and opened the front door, leaving Bucky alone in their apartment. He huffed once and opened his to-go tupperware of curry as well as his box or rice, “At least I can watch ‘Call The Midwife’ in peace now…”

He shook his head and popped the last bite of his donut in his mouth, “Trixie, babe! You can do so much better. Tom’s not the one!” He shook his head and sighed as he watched his show. He was blissfully unaware until his phone dinged, the new email icon flashing on his screen. He cocked his head before he tapped the icon, the little Gmail app opening and an alert from the Live Cams site flashing on his screen

🍒Cherry Pop🍒 has started a live! Click here to join now!

He cocked his eyebrow, and looked at the date. She never went live on Wednesdays. He shut off the TV and headed to his room to open his laptop at his desk. Just as he clicked on the link, his screen lit up with her face. She was adorable, wearing a blonde wig this time, and a blue bra and panty set. She was so damn cute.

“Hi everyone! And hello, White Wolf! Haven’t seen you around lately!” She sounded so bright and chipper, he couldn’t help but smile.

WhiteWolf1917: Been a little busy, but it’s good to be back

She smirked as she read his comment, “I’m glad you’re back too! Well! Now that I have everyone’s attention, I have a surprise for everyone!” He smirked as he sat back in his chair, watching her slip one strap off her shoulder as she bit her lip. “So, this is a little short notice, so bear with me… but I have a guest on the show tonight.”

His smirk fell as he looked at the clock on his wall; Steve should have been home at least an hour ago. He felt the blood run out of his face as he looked back at his laptop, leaning in. “Like I said, this is a little short notice. But I’d like you all to meet… Mr G!” Bucky’s heart dropped into his stomach when he saw those familiar dress pants Steve was wearing as he walked into frame. He was only shot from the waist down, but his jacket was removed, showing a bit of his dress shirt as he waved the tiniest bit to the camera. She looked up at him and giggled, “Hi!” He wanted to throw up as he heard Steve’s distinct chuckle off camera.

“So everyone, say hello to Mr G…” She smiled up at him and bit her lips as she ran her hands over his pants, making a show of touching his already hard cock in his navy blue pants. “Feels like you have a big gift for me,” She bit her lip and Steve’s stomach tensed as he chuckled, slowly unbuttoning his shirt. Bucky could feel his throat starting to tighten as he stared at the screen, watching her untuck his shirt and pull his belt free. He tried so hard to look away, but it was like watching a car crash, he just simply couldn’t tear his eyes from his screen. She gasped playfully just as his cock popped out of his pants, making her bite her lip again. “Oh God… Mr G, I didn’t know you were so big!”

Bucky started breathing heavily through his nose, doing his best to stop himself from retching a little. He watched as she wrapped her small hand around him as best she could, giggling again when she had to use her other hand too, “This is gonna be like a workout!” She bit her lip and reached off screen for, what he assumed was lube, seeing her slick his best friend’s cock on camera, working from his thick base to his big tip. She turned and watched her comments flood in as she kept stroking:
randdog69: holy shit that is so fukking hawt 👀
ShanitaKawks: God, I wish I were him!
_FrOsTbItE_: were’d you find this guy? 🤔
ItalianStallion: Are you going to suck him off, darling?
She bit her lip and lubed Steve up more, “As much fun as it might be, I think I might hurt myself if I try to take this monster in my mouth.” She chuckled up at him.

Bucky’s tummy pained him, leaning forward as he held his stomach, tears already stinging his eyes. His eyes were glued to his laptop, watching the girl of his dreams stroke and jerk off his best friend. The only saving grace was that she didn’t keep eye contact with him, only reading and giggling at her various silly comments.

But then he heard Steve’s grunt, making her look up at him and smile. “Cum for me, all over my pretty tits.” She tugged down her bra, revealing her pretty breasts. Just seeing Steve’s hand reach down and cup her breast made Bucky’s stomach start making those tell tale involuntary reflexes. She was targeting his tip and working his balls, all while staring at his cock, muttering for him to cum.

Buck’s mouth quickly filled with saliva, his stomach still tensing every five seconds. “Come on, big boy,” It was all he needed to hear before Buck ran from his chair into his bathroom, barely making it to the toilet in time to throw up. He hated that he could still hear Steve groaning through his laptop speakers as well as hers mixed in too. He coughed and choked a bit more before he felt that he was plenty empty. He slowly stood, flushing his toilet before he washed his hands and rinsed his mouth out. “Waste of perfectly good curry…”

He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand by the time he returned to his laptop. Steve was gone now, but she remained, playing with his cum splattered on her chest. “God, there’s just so much of it.” She licked her fingers and he shook his head, moving his mouse over to the ‘Leave Live’ button, clicking it only to see another pop up appear. ‘Are you sure you’d like to leave?’ He looked at his two options: ‘Yes’ or ‘Cancel’. He gulped hard and clicked the ‘Yes’ button, watching how her window quickly closed before he closed his laptop.

He sat in his desk chair for God knows how long, staring out into the city, his heart breaking, and his stomach still tensing. It was the longest cognizant night of his life.

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It was 3 in the morning by the time Steve had snuck back into the apartment, completely unaware that Bucky was sitting in the living room in the dark, still staring out the window at the Brooklyn Bridge. He jumped when he finally turned on the light, seeing his friend sitting on their couch, unmoving. “Buck! Holy shit, you scared the hell outta me.” But Bucky did nothing, humming softly as he kept looking out the window. Steve cocked his head and set his jacket down on the kitchen island. “How was your show? I know you like watching that one with the nurses on BBC.” Buck was still unmoving as he hummed again, “It was fine…”

Steve looked at him again, “Bud, what’s wrong?” And that’s when Bucky looked over to him. “So how was your date?” Steve didn’t even notice the blank stare in his friend’s eyes as he blushed and stuffed his hands in his pockets. “It was great… She’s great, and funny.” Buck felt his heart sink again but kept his composure. “Is that why you came home so late?” Again, Steve didn’t hear the dry tone of Bucky’s voice, “Oh… erm- a little… it’s difficult to say, we both got a little tipsy.” But he knew he was lying, Steve couldn’t get drunk, not with the serum coursing through his body, hell even Bucky couldn’t get drunk unless Thor came to visit with that mead of his.

Buck stood and slowly made his way to the kitchen, “How about I guess what you two crazy kids were up to while on this… date…” Steve blushed again and shook his head, “I don’t think you’d be able to–” “I’m thinking you took her to Fratelli’s for dinner, an old school classic, like us. Hell, I bet Dino’s grandson or granddaughter probably still runs the joint.” Steve just stood at the island, listening to Buck. He smirked the tiniest bit, knowing he’d never be able to guess what they did…

“I’m also thinking you got your usual fettuccine al ragu or maybe the New York strip. And from what I’ve seen in the GrubHub and UberEats bags that come every other day, I’d say she ordered either the pollo al marsala or the cacio e pepe, both really good choices in my opinion,” Steve bounced his eyebrows, he really forgot how good Bucky was at picking out details. “And I know you like white wine, but I know you’d want to drink what she’s drinking, and I’ve seen a few bottles of red wine she had in her apartment when I helped her with her TV and oven the other day, so you probably ordered a nicely aged Cabernet Sauvignon. Expensive too from the smell of it.

“I know damn well that you can’t get drunk, but she can get tipsy. I also know that red wine can get someone drunk quicker than white, and it can also make some people feel some type of way… which is why you said yes when she invited you over…” Steve cast his eyes down at the granite, the seed of guilt starting to slowly take root in his gut. “And then she became more and more comfortable with you… she probably told you a secret that she’s kept close to the vest… and maybe what resides in her spare bedroom.” Steve’s face paled as she straightened his posture. “And maybe she told you what she does for a living… and maybe you were talked into doing a show with her… so she got into a cute little blue number and a blonde wig…”

Steve's mouth went dry. "Buck, how the fuck do you know that?" But Bucky just stared at him, "It was a live feed, Steven. Hundreds of people saw it." Steve paled again, trying not to hyperventilate. “H- how do you know? Did she tell you too?” Bucky froze and gulped for a moment. “A month and a half before she moved in, I subscribed to her live cam page… and when I realized it was her that moved in next door, I backed off on watching her lives… tonight was the first time I’ve watched anything she put out since she moved in.” He felt ashamed of himself for telling Steve, but dammit, he was hurt. He never thought that Steve of all people would be okay with going on a live camera to get a handjob, but to agree when he knew his best friend liked her…

Steve just stared for a moment before he fully realized what he’d just done. “Oh my fucking god Buck… BUT YOU TOLD ME YOU DIDN’T LIKE HER LIKE THAT!!” All Bucky could do was hold out his hands and shake his head, “Well I guess I lied! I didn’t want her to not be happy, and you deserve to be happy too! I just… I didn’t want to be in the way…” Steve sighed and leaned back against the counter again. “Jesus Christ, what have I done?” He looked at Buck, the hurt and betrayal was written all over his face as Steve shook his head. He never should have agreed to come in and have another drink. Bucky was no better, goosebumps creeped up on his skin and his stomach tightened. He sighed and shook his head, “I don’t know… but there’s nothing to be done about it now…”

~~~

She stood under the hot water of her shower for what felt like hours, her shampoo long washed out as well as her conditioner and her body wash. But she just stood, letting the water wash away her worries as well as the activities of the night, sobering up in the process as well. But she shook her head and turned the water off just in time for the hot water to go cold. As she grabbed her towel to dry off, her gut wrenched at what she'd just done, not only to herself but to Bucky. He’d been so kind and sweet to her since she moved in, and she’d be lying if she said she didn’t have a crush on him. She groaned and held her tummy and crouched down to hold herself for a moment, already internally beating herself up for even asking Steve to go through with making an appearance on her page.

Once she was composed enough, she managed to wrap herself in her robe and plop herself in her content room on her bean bag, making sure to turn her webcam around to face the wall as she grabbed her keyboard and mouse. After some mouse clicking and some typing, she took down the live video that was uploaded to her page, one of the few things she was grateful for was that the site made sure any and all videos were protected and unable to be shared via social media or downloaded to a personal hard drive. She glanced over what she typed and sighed before she hit the Enter button, releasing her apology out to her followers:

Hello everyone. As much as I appreciated all your tips for tonight’s performance, I can no longer accept any of them. The fact of the matter is, my friend and I were under the influence when I came up with the idea, and we made a grave mistake in having sexual contact with one another on camera for anyone and everyone to see. It was a lapse in judgment and I apologize for getting anyone’s hopes up. If anyone would like a refund on tonight’s performance, I’ll personally see that it gets back to you. Until then, I’ll make it up to you this weekend with a photo shoot. Thank you all for understanding, and once again, I’m so sorry.

As much as she hated it, she knew better than to keep that money that was tipped, which sucked because she made over $800 dollars in that one show alone. But she slumped again in her seat and pulled her hair out of her towel wrap. She glanced through the comments from her live, noticing that White Wolf immediately stopped commenting as soon as Steve walked into frame. She frowned, he was one of the only viewers that she enjoyed seeing in her comment section. He was always such a gentleman, saying hello, telling her she looked beautiful instead of calling her hot and to show her tits already.

She groaned in her throat and shut her converted TV/computer off before she shut down her content room for the night. She sat in her bed, typing out a lengthy text to Steve that even though the night was lovely, she shouldn't have invited him in, and that she was sorry for giving him any wrong impressions

I hope you understand. It’s nothing you’ve done, Steve, I assure you. It’s all me… I hope this won’t ruin our friendship from here on.

She snuggled down in bed, thinking of Buck, knowing she had to tell him sooner rather than later what she did for a living. Out of all the people she had to come forward with, she was most nervous to tell him.

~~~

Steve set up the island for breakfast, even going as far as to make Bucky’s favorite breakfast burrito, making sure the bacon was extra crispy, just the way he liked it. By the time he finally emerged from his room, he was back in his blanket burrito, looking like he hadn’t slept the entire night. Steve frowned and grabbed Bucky's favorite cup, “Hey, G’morning…” He poured Bucky’s coffee as he sat across from him, humming softly as he made himself comfortable, looking at the spread Steve had set out. He moved over his cup and grabbed his own and gave Bucky his space, “I don’t know what else to say… other than I’m so sorry… I shouldn’t have even stepped foot into her apartment.” But Buck just sat and shook his head, “I never let you know that I liked her… I thought if I could deny it long enough, I’d convince myself that’s how I really felt.”

He sighed and reached for his coffee, “Don’t get me wrong, I’m still pretty upset that I had to watch her jerk you off.” Steve cringed and looked back down at his coffee, his face feeling warm from the guilt. “I’m gonna be real honest, Steve… it really hurt me… you really hurt me…” Steve frowned and looked up at his friend once more, feeling even more terrible than before. But Bucky sighed again and looked down at his coffee, “But you’re not entirely to blame… I should have told you that I wasn’t comfortable with you asking her out… I should have told you that I liked her before I even denied it…” Steve listened and nodded before he muttered, “I shouldn’t have even asked her out after I asked you if you liked her or not. Buck, I’m so sorry.” He just nodded and finally pushed his blanket hood off his head, taking a sip of his coffee. “I know… I just need some time… and to figure out how to confess everything to her.”

Steve and Buck slowly talked throughout breakfast and into the late afternoon. By the time everything was said and done, Bucky had forgiven Steve, and Steve responded to Y/N’s message, apologizing for crossing a boundary with her that night before. To both of their surprise, she said she completely understood and agreed it would be best if they didn’t go on anymore dates from then on, only staying friends from then on.

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It took Bucky an entire week to finally muster up the courage, now standing at her door with a box of apology donuts in his hand. He only hoped he wouldn’t catch her in the middle of dinner as he stood there, making sure the bow on the box was straight enough. He took one last deep breath and knocked gently on the door, biting his lip when he heard her soft footsteps approach the door. She opened the door and nearly gasped, she wasn’t expecting him of all people, especially after he made it apparent he didn’t want to go out with her. “Buck… hey… and here I thought you were avoiding me.” But he just looked at her, his eyebrows knitted together as he visibly tried to find the words. She blinked and cocked her head, “Are you okay?” He finally gulped and held out the box to her, “I need to talk to you…” She only blinked and looked down at the donut box before she took it and opened her door more for him, “Sure…”

They sat on the floor at her coffee table, a donut on each of their little plates she set out, nothing but silence surrounding them for what felt like hours. But she didn’t push him, only reaching to take another bite of her pink donut. She just watched him sit and stare at his own donut until he breathed sharply through his nose. “Sorry… still trying to figure out where to start first.” And she nodded and adjusted her legs a bit so she was more comfortable. He paused when she leaned forward, “Buck, whatever it is, I won’t judge you. I promise.” Buck briefly looked up at her, seeing the honest glint in her eyes as he slowly smiled just the tiniest bit. Taking one more deep breath, he finally looked up at her, “Okay…” She cocked her head and waited patiently for him to continue.

“It started a while ago… after the blip… after Thanos, I kind of fell into this dark place. I mean, I was living, but… I wasn’t doing anything with my second chance. I’d stay on the couch and eat fast food and these things called Twinkies and Ho-Ho’s. It just felt like I was supposed to just continue a life I thought I lost so many years ago… like nothing ever happened, and I just… didn’t know how to go about any of it. The world’s changed so damn much and it scared me, at least in Wakanda I had some form of normality… Mmm, I’m getting off topic. Anyway, one night after Steve started pulling me out of my funk, I was on my laptop, returning emails and browsing the internet when I got an ad… for a free 5 minute viewing of… a live cam show”

She was still for the longest time until she heard him say ‘live cams’, that alone made her eyes widen for just a moment before he continued. “I was bored and I clicked on it. I thought what’s the worst that could happen? And my screen lit up… the girl on the screen was so beautiful and cute… she was all in pink… with purple and pink hair…” Y/N slowly batted her eyelashes, collecting herself before she took a deep breath, “And… What was her name?” He looked up from his donut to see her eyebrows furrowed together, already anticipating the answer. But he slowly inhaled through his nose and answered her, “She called herself Cherry Pop…”

They sat for the longest time, just watching one another before she broke the silence, “You’re White Wolf, aren’t you?” He slowly looked back down at his plate as he nodded. He never expected to feel her lean over and touch his arm, looking back up to see a soft smile on her face. “I wanted it to be you… I should have known.” He slowly smiled back at her before he covered her hand with his metal one. But her smile slowly fell when she remembered the week before when she went out with Steve.

“Oh God… my latest show… oh my God, Bucky, I am so sorry.” But he shook his head, squeezing her fingers gently when she started pulling away, “No, Y/N. It’s not your fault…” She only shook her head again, “But it is… I- God I am so so sorry…” She hung her head and hid her face with her other hand; she began sniveling softly, feeling like an idiot, until Bucky pulled her in by his side, letting her get it out before she calmed down again, taking a deep breath again.

“It was a lovely evening, don’t get me wrong… Steve was a perfect gentleman, but… I couldn't get you out of my mind… so I had a glass of wine. And another one… and another one… and another one. When he walked us back home, I invited him in for one last nightcap… I didn’t think he’d take me up on it, but he did. I was not myself that night, and I don’t know what came over me when I showed him my content room… I was so wrong to insist we make a video together too…”

She hung her head again and Bucky slowly wrapped his arm around her shoulder, letting her gather herself before she continued. “I was surprised when he agreed… I thought it was a good idea at the time… but when he left and I took a shower, it all hit me what I’d just done…” She looked up at him with teary eyes, “Bucky, I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have invited him in, in the first place.” He shook his head and looked down at her, “No, you have nothing to apologize for. I should have told you how I felt when you asked me to dinner in the first place. And I should have told you about subscribing to your page much sooner than this.”

She softly chuckled and wiped her eyes, “I should have known the moment I met you. Who else would have a username like WhiteWolf1917?” He blushed and bit his lip, “I’m just glad you don’t think I’m a creep.” She smiled and sat up, pulling her plate closer to her, “To be honest, I had a gut feeling… your comments were always sweet and complimentary. It’s very refreshing from what you’ve seen, I’m sure.” He blushed again and finally reached for his own donut. “Plus, that message about meeting a follower in real life may have tipped me off too.” Her wink made him duck his head as he took a bite, nodding his head as if he just got caught by the pretty girl. But then again, he just did.

They sat for hours just talking, finishing off the box of donuts together, and apologizing over and over, finally feeling comfortable and satisfied that blame wasn’t on just one person, and that things would be better and open from now on. He finally left around midnight, stepping over her threshold as he looked back at her, “I’m glad we got to start over again.” She leaned against her doorway and smiled sweetly, “So am I.” They watched one another for a moment before he looked down at his boots, “So… Would it be cliche if I wanted to take you out to dinner one night?” She bit her lip and giggled, “No… it wouldn’t be cliche… I’d love to go to dinner with you.” He smiled big, making her butterflies erupt in her tummy all over again. “Good. Good, I- I’ll do some planning and text you tomorrow.”

She chuckled again and nodded, “I’ll be looking forward to it. In the meantime, I should say goodnight.” Bucky bit his lip as well, “Yeah, I’ll let you get your sleep. Goodnight, Y/N.” She smiled slowly once again and leaned her head against the doorway, “Goodnight, Bucky. Sleep sweet.” They watched one another until she finally shut the door, even then, she kept her eye on him. He leaned against his front door and sighed, he was glad they got to start over again, and he was more than overjoyed that she was unbothered, and even happy that he was one of her followers. He slowly crept inside and went to bed, laying in his bed and staring at the ceiling, thinking only about her.

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Bucky wasted no time planning a beautiful night out for him and Y/N, from making reservations at a beautiful French restaurant, to calling his senior friends from the VFW when the next monthly annual JitterBug was. Hell, he even scoped out the good ice cream places to stop by on their way home if she wanted. Steve walked in from his workout to see Bucky still sitting at the kitchen island, scrolling on his laptop and scribbling down notes. “Well look at you putting in all this effort.” Steve chuckled as Bucky gave him a cheeky side eye before getting back to his computer, “I just want everything to be perfect for her.” Steve smiled and looked over his shoulder to see what Bucky was scribbling down. “Holy shit, you’re really going all out for her, aren’t you?” Bucky blushed as he nodded back at Steve, “I just want her to have the best time she’s ever had…” Steve glanced at him, he could tell Bucky was really trying. Last time he put in this much effort for a girl was when they were teenagers, and he was trying to impress Dot at the pier.

Y/N sipped her coffee just as she was finishing up her monthly expense sheet when she got Bucky’s text, his number and picture popping up and making her smile. She bit her lip as she tapped her message icon.

Bucky Boo: Hey there neighbor 😊 I sorted out the details for our date 😉
Me: well hello, handsome 😉 great! tell me what you got so far
Bucky Boo: Well, I made a reservation for us at Le Crocodile at 6 tomorrow night, then thought afterward, we could go get some ice cream or go dancing. There’s a place just over the bridge that holds a bi-monthly 40’s throwback/JitterBug dance night. My VFW buddies have been trying to get me to go for months now, and I thought that might be fun for us. 😊😊

She smiled again at her phone, no one’s ever gone this far for a date before. She liked that he was still old school, wanting to take her dancing and get ice cream too…

Me: dancing you say? you thought of it all, haven’t you?
Bucky Boo: I just want everything to be perfect 😅 can you blame me?
Me: I guess not 😉 it all sounds wonderful, I just have one question tho
Bucky Boo: And what’s that?
Me: What should I wear? 😉

Buck blushed as he looked at her question before he thought for a moment.

Bucky Boo: Do you have anything on theme for the 1940’s?

She bit her lip as she typed back

Me: I may have something in my closet 😏

~~~

He combed back his hair, making sure not a strand was out of place as he pulled it back into a low bun. “Well don’t you look pretty.” Buck once again side eyed Steve as he finished up patting on his aftershave and cologne, “You know, half the shit say makes me question if you’re straight or not.” He winked at his friend as he scooted out of their shared bathroom to grab his shirt and jacket hanging in his doorway. “Hey you know I love the ladies.” Steve shrugged as he turned to watch Buck pull his button up over his shoulders, plopping on his favorite chair. “Didn’t seem that way when we were in Europe with the Howlies.” He smirked at Steve, both of them knowing exactly what he meant by that. “Hey this isn’t about me, it’s about you getting all prettied up to go out with Y/N.” Bucky smiled as he tucked in his shirt before grabbing his jacket.

“Would it be weird if I said I was nervous?” That alone nearly made Steve drop his apple onto the rug. He never thought he’d hear those words from Bucky, not in his lifetime. “Oh my God. I never thought I’d see the day. James Barnes, nervous for a date. Shit, I need someone to pinch me.” Bucky threw his towel at him, grunting as he gave him the look, “Fuck off, it’s been a while.” Just as Steve was about to pipe up, Buck’s phone dinged, Y/N’s little picture popping up as well.

Y/N🍒🥰❤️: I’m ready when you are, handsome 😊

Buck bit his lip and sent back and thumbs up emoji as he grabbed his shoes. Steve smirked, seeing the energy shift in Bucky’s eyes as he stood up and stepped into the kitchen, retrieving Buck’s flowers he got for her that afternoon from the refrigerator. “Roses were a good choice.” Looking over the 6 red rose heads. Buck took one last deep breath as he attached his watch to his vibranium arm, “I hope she likes them… Okay, how do I look?” Steve looked over his friend, slowly smiling when he saw how nicely he cleaned up just for her. “You look great, Buck. She’ll love you.” Bucky sighed happily, “Thanks, man. Alright… wish me luck.” Steve patted his shoulder as he handed over his flowers, watching Buck open then close the door behind him.

He nearly laughed at himself when he felt the butterflies fluttering in his tummy already. He was only just looking at her door and he was nervous. But he swallowed his nerves and knocked on her door, reminding himself to breathe slowly as he waited for her to answer. However, he was nowhere near prepared for what he was about to see when she opened the door and smiled at him sweetly. “Hey there, Bucky.” He froze, his jaw slowly dropping as he took his time looking her up and down. He had no idea where she could have possibly gotten a dress like that, but it was perfect: a modest sweetheart neckline, short sleeves, buttons going down the front as a cute little peplum flared out at her waist. But the pencil skirt hugged her curves in all the right places, and it was red to boot. Even her little Mary Jane's were on point and matched in color. But by the time he got back up to her face, he was head over heels all over again; her hair must have taken hours, she looked just like Rita Hayworth. Complete with victory red lipstick as well. His heart skipped a beat, the last time he saw a gal look so good, it was his last night of freedom, before he got shipped out.

He was almost certain she could hear his heart pounding in his chest. She smiled and cocked her head, “Are you alright, Buck?” He had to remind himself to breathe again as he shut his mouth, nodding quickly. “Y- yes, I’m fine. You… you look absolutely incredible.” He nearly swooned when he saw her little cheeks turn the prettiest shade of pink, tucking some hair behind her ear as well. “Aww shucks, Bucky. You’re too kind.” He slowly began to smile again when he remembered her flowers. “Oh, these are for you. I don’t think guys do this anymore but… eh, it’s what I’m used to.” Y/N softly gasped as she took them, “Oh, Buck, they’re beautiful!” Her eyes closed as she smelled them, holding them close to her chest, “Thank you so much, these are lovely.” She moved to grab a vase from her cabinet, placing her flowers inside as she added some cool water. “I’ll trim them when we come back. We mustn’t be late for our date.” He smiled and bit his lip, “You’re right, we mustn’t.” He held out his arm for her as she closed her door, catching how she blushed again before taking his bicep, letting him lead them down the stairs and out the building.

He couldn’t keep his eyes off her all night, all throughout dinner, he watched her as she spoke of her special interests. He had no idea she was so into art, even painting a piece that hung in her living room. She was so beautiful when she mentioned her passions, the way she lit up made his heart skip. He also loved the way she listened attentively to his stories, when he was fighting in WWII, seeing England and France and Germany. She made him promise to take her one day. And really, of course he would, he would do anything for her. They had to tear themselves away from the restaurant to make it to the dance hall in time, making sure to order dessert to go, a Maple Crème Brûlée to share. He blushed when they finally made it to the dance hall, seeing it was mainly older people there, reliving their glory days. But the way she tugged his arm made him smile, “This is perfect, Bucky.”

He bit his lip and blushed again, leading her to a vacant table before getting intercepted by a few of the men he’d occasionally play chess with at the park. “Hey, Buckaroo! Finally took us up on that offer to come out! Jack and I’ve been wondering when you’d come to have a night out.” Bucky smiled and shook his friend’s hand. They were both (technically) younger than him, but he always appreciated their grandfatherly advice and quips. “Thanks Ed, I- uh- I’m actually here on a date…” The older men both looked stunned as they looked around, “Well where is she? You didn’t snatch Bev from me again, didja?” Bucky blushed, remembering how she fawned over him when he went to the first VFW meeting. “No, your Beverly is safe, I promise.” He looked back over his shoulder, seeing her strut over after claiming a little table. “Here she comes.” She sure was a sight to see, that little wiggle in her walk as she slowly smiled, right at him, and only for him. She gently wrapped her hand around his bicep again as she reached him, and he bit his lip as it made his heart skip all over.

“Fella’s… this is my date, Y/N. Y/N, these are my buddies from the VFW and the park, Jack and Edward.” He nearly giggled to himself when he saw their faces, jaws dropped like they were looking at a real life pinup model. “Hello boys. It’s lovely to meet you. Bucky’s told me so much about you all tonight.” Edward gulped loudly as Jack nodded dumbly, but she smiled brightly before she noticed the DJ setting up. “Oh! Excuse me, gentleman. I’m gonna see if the DJ takes requests.” She squeezed Bucky’s arm one last time before she scurried off to the booth, completely unaware all three of them were watching her leave, even Bucky noticed a few of the other couples watching her walk away. “Hot. Diggity. Dog. Where’d you find that one Buck?” He smiled to himself and stuffed his hands in his pockets, “She’s my neighbor… She moved in across from me and Steve a few months ago.” Jack whistled low, “Well you got moxie asking that one out. You two have fun tonight.”

They waved him off as Buck shuffled back to their table, taking off his jacket and rolling up his sleeves as the DJ spoke up into the microphone, “Alright all you dreamboats and dollies, welcome to the annual VFW JitterBug dance off! Tonight’s first dance is a request from a lovely little lady on a date with her best guy.” Bucky paused at rolling up his sleeves when he heard the trumpets from that famous Andrews Sisters song, looking up to see Y/N swaying her hips as she walked back to the dance floor, crooking her finger to beckon Bucky. He slowly smiled as he made his way over to her, moving his shoulders in tune with “Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy” as he reached for her hand. She certainly knew how to swing dance, moving just the way he needed her to. “You requested that on purpose, didn’t you?” He chuckled, spinning her out before pulling her back in. “Well you were in the army,” She winked back at him as she landed in his chest, touching his chest gently before she slipped her hand back into his vibranium hand.

They danced all night, not bothering to take a break once, just staying in each other’s arms for as long as they could. It wasn’t until he realized they were slowly dancing to “It’s Been a Long, Long Time” that they were slowly but surely getting closer and closer to one another. His hand was on the small of her back as his metal hand kept her smaller hand flat to his chest, his heartbeat softly thudding under her palm. She held onto his arm with her other hand as she rested her head on his shoulder, her eyes softly closed, taking in his insatiable scent, barely swaying to the music. “Kiss me once, then kiss me twice, then kiss me once again… it’s been a long, long time…” She bit her lip and smiled when she heard him softly speaking the lyrics along with Kitty Kallen. It made her slowly look up at him as he looked her way as well. Both of them feeling warm, yet ice cold all at once… Neither of them realized they both stopped moving in the middle of the dance floor, just wrapped up in one another, holding onto the other like a much needed lifeline.

Just as she straightened up to properly face him, she winced, leaning on him as she lifted her foot gently. “Are you okay?” He was quick to support her as they both looked at her little swollen foot. “Yeah, just… new shoes are kind of a bitch, ya know?” She laughed softly, of course her heels would be killing her, how very damsel in distress of her. He laughed softly too and stood his ground so she could find her balance again. “Maybe we should get you back home.” She bit her lip and nodded, “I think you’re right.” He helped her back to their table and draped his jacket over her shoulders as he said goodbye to his friends, smiling when he saw her saying goodbye to some of the older ladies she befriended while there. Jack and Edward congratulated Bucky once more before he waved them off, giving Y/N his arm once more as he helped her outside to their cab.

By the time they got back to the building, she’d taken off her shoes and he had scooped her up in his arms. “Always such a gentleman, huh?” Bucky smirked as she held his jacket close to her, “What can I say? I’m old school.” He held her closer as he opened the front door, slowly taking his time on the stairs as he took them to their floor. “You know you didn’t have to carry me up the stairs, right?” He chuckled as he reached her door, “Oh now you tell me.” Setting her down gently on her sore feet before her door. She gasped as if she were offended, making him laugh harder. “I’m kidding, you’re light as a feather.” It made her smile as she looked up at him, slowly tinkering with her keys in her hand as she watched him.

They were so silent for a moment, just looking at one another before she spoke up, “I had an amazing time tonight, Bucky. Thank you… truly.” He slowly blinked as he smiled at her, “It was my pleasure, Y/N… really.” She smiled so pretty up at him as she kept fiddling with her keys along with her dessert box, mustering up all the courage she had. “May I do one little thing?” He kept his eye on her as he nodded, “Anything.” She bit her lips for a moment before she reached up to hold his cheek in her little hand. His lips parted, knowing exactly what she was about to do, even if she paused a moment to see if he was okay with it. But he reached to hold her arm gently, just in case she needed to stand on her tippy toes, and of course she’d need to. He bent down just a bit for her when she leaned up on her toes, slowly closing her eyes and humming softly when her lips finally pressed against his.

His eyelids fluttered closed when he felt her kiss him. He slowly moved to hold her waist as he kissed her back, gently tilting his head before she slowly pulled away. They kept watching one another, checking to see if the other was okay before they were pulling each other back in, kissing a little more desperately this time. She nearly dropped her keys and dessert as she wrapped her arm around the back of his neck, her other hand moving up his arm to hold onto his shoulder as he gripped her waist and the small of her back. It was like time stopped for them, fireworks everywhere as they slowly started to tease each other’s tongues. His hand twitched when he could hear her softly moan into his mouth, it made his ego skyrocket, knowing he made her make that sound. Desperation quickly turned to lust, both of the moaning into the other’s mouth. The urge to pull him into her apartment was getting stronger by the second.

When they pulled away, they were both breathing hard, panting and clinging to one another. Her eyes were still closed as she caught her breath, still holding onto his face. He smirked softly when she finally opened her eyes, “H- holy shit…” He bit his lip and chuckled, “I know, right?” He slowly licked his wet lips, and it took all her energy to resist the want to pull him inside. They both wanted to, so damn badly… but they knew better, especially after the whole Steve fiasco. Bucky slowly inhaled, shaky, and tried to calm himself a little bit more. “Can I hold you, just for a little longer?” He breathed, his hands still twitching on her. She sighed softly and moved to have both her arms wrap around her neck, nodding as she rested her forehead against his. “Yes please.” Her voice was so soft and sweet, he’d never get over it.

He slowed his breathing again as he swayed them from side to side, feeling her body relax against his again. By the time they both came down from their minor adrenaline rush, they’d finally loosened their grips on one another. Y/N blushed as she finally fell back to the flat of her feet. “I guess the tension really built up, huh?” He smiled back at her and blushed as well, “Yeah it did.” They slowly moved to hold hands once more, and she smiled so sweetly up at him, “I’ll invite you in next time.” And he slowly smiled back at her, “I’d like that.” She bit her lip and turned to unlock her door before she faced him again, “Thank you again, Buck.” He slowly blinked, smiling back as he nodded, “You’re welcome, Y/N.” She beamed, slipping his jacket off as she reached for his shirt, pulling him in for one last gentle kiss. “Goodnight, handsome.”

He held his jacket close to him and smiled slowly again, “Goodnight, gorgeous.” He watched her slip through her door, winking at him one last time before she closed her door. He just kept smiling as he swung his jacket over his shoulder, leaning against his own door. He was proud of himself, date night was an absolute success.

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Bucky was all smiles over the next several days, each time Steve caught a glimpse of him, he started smiling himself; he never saw his friend head over heels so intensely before. She and Buck text one another nonstop since their date, even while Y/N trimmed and primped her new flowers, making them look pretty in her little blue glass vase. She adored her little roses, watching them slowly bloom over the days and touching the petals lovingly as she watched them slowly bloom.

Steve came home one afternoon to see Bucky intently staring at his phone, waiting for it to ping or vibrate at any moment. “Umm… Buck? You okay?” He was unmoving as he spoke, still staring at his phone, “She hasn’t text me yet… it’s been hours, she hasn't even said good morning to me yet.” Steve shrugged as he casually flipped through the mail, “Maybe she’s busy this morning… er… afternoon.” Bucky looked up and gave Steve *the look* as he grunted. “What? I’m just guessing, I’m in the dark just like you.”

Just as Buck was about to snap back, his phone pinged, the sudden tone making him jump a bit in his place before he unlocked his phone, pressing the messages button.

Y/N🍒🥰❤️: hey hey handsome! 😅 I’m sorry I haven’t text you yet, I was out getting stuff for dinner, would you like to join me tonight? 😏

He didn’t mean for his cheeks to start getting warm, but just reading her little invite made him blush like he was a teenager again.

Me: I’d love to 🥰 should I bring anything?
Y/N🍒🥰❤️: hmm. some wine would be lovely 😏 maybe something chocolate for dessert later tonight too 😏
Me: Done and done 😉 I’ll get them right now
Y/N🍒🥰❤️: good 😏 dinner will be ready around 6, maybe 6:30, but you’re more than welcome to swing by earlier if you’d like 😉💋

He bit his lip as he gazed at her little kiss before and jumped to get his shoes on. Steve nearly jumped out of his skin when he saw Bucky practically run out of the apartment, standing there dumbly as the door shut behind his friend. But he smiled all the same, he acted the same way when he tried to impress Dot all those years ago.

It wasn’t difficult for Bucky to go wine shopping, he had a classic go-to he liked, but bless him, he started overthinking everything all at once. What if she doesn’t like red wine? No, she had red when she went on that date with Steve. Wait, what did she drink with dinner the other night? Oh, she got a cocktail… right… Was it an old fashioned or sidecar? What if I made us cocktails? No, she said wine! He took a deep breath and slowly shook his head before he grabbed his favorite bottle of wine, stopping off at the bakery on his way home, and getting the chocolatiest treats he could find.

It was already 5:30 by the time he got back to the building, holding his little paper grocery bag in hand, and slowly climbing the stairs to their floor. He bit his lip when he got to her door, staring at the gold apartment numbers before he took one last deep breath, gently knocking on her door and waiting patiently. It didn’t take her long to answer, and damn did she look as cute as ever; she was wearing an old college hoodie and another pair of short shorts, and she smiled so big when she saw him standing there. “Hi handsome!” She didn’t hesitate pulling him in for a warm hug. He slowly smiled when he hugged her back, giving her a squeeze and making her squeak. “Hey, I’m sorry if I’m too early.” She pulled back and smiled up at him, “Don’t be silly, I told you to come over early,” He was so smitten by her smile, he hardly had time to register when she reached for his cheeks, pulling him down to her level, and planting a kiss on his lips. He softly sighed and closed his as he gently kissed her back, smiling to himself when he heard her humming happily.

By the time she pulled back, his cheeks were bright pink; of course it made her giggle. “Come in, come in, I just got started on dinner. And I’m gonna need that metal arm of yours in about 15 more minutes.” She smirked when she pulled him into her apartment, closing the door behind him before she scampered back into the kitchen. He smiled and reached into his paper bag, “I snagged the last two chocolate buttercream cupcakes, and I also grabbed the last slice of red velvet cake.” She smiled when she saw the Sweets for the Sweeties box as he pulled it out and placed them on the counter. “God, you really understood the assignment, didn’t you?” He blushed and pulled out the other dessert box from his bag. He was proud of himself for doing good on dessert. “I hope I got the right wine, I know you like red, and this one is my favorite.” She smirked as she took the brown paper wine bag he handed out for her, watching him bite his lip. She pulled out the bottle and slowly dropped her jaw, “Holy shit, Belle Glos Pinot Noir… this is a $50 dollar bottle of wine, Buck.” He smiled and shrugged, “Ah, it’s no big deal. I thought you’d like it.” She beamed as she held the bottle to her chest, “I know I will,” Glancing one more time at the label, making her smirk and look back up at him, “and from Russian River Valley? How very on brand for you.” He blushed when she winked at him, tugging his hoodie off and toeing off his boots before he stepped over to help her finish dinner.

She was adorable as he watched her skittered around the kitchen. She wanted to make them something called a Charcuterie board, some dried fruit here, several different kinds of cheese there, the occasional jam or habanero honey jar; he had to admit it was cute the way she made little hard salami roses with a spare wine glass. He of course put his metal arm to good use, carefully retrieving the baked brie from her oven and helping her cut figs into little quarter wedges. She made sure everything was perfect before she carefully picked up the board, “Can you grab the crackers and wine, please?” He smiled watching her take her time carrying the full board over to her coffee table, securing her spot by the fireplace, and making sure her cushion was fluffed just right. He made his way over to her and laid the crackers down before he opened the bottle of wine for them. She bit her lip when she saw how easily he popped the cork out, pouring out for both of them. Bucky smiled as he passed her glass to her, taking his seat, and making sure his back was pressed comfortably against the couch. “I’m glad we got to do this, Buck.” He looked up to see her blushing as she slowly sipped her wine. “I am too, Y/N.” He winked, making her smile once more.

They spent the next few hours laughing and talking as they ate and drank their wine; he was sure she was tipsy again by the way she kept laying her hand on his arm or knee when he made her laugh. But the way her eyes were so soft and dreamy… “I’m glad you came over tonight, Buck. I… wanted to get your opinion on something actually…” Bucky finished his glass before he set his glass down and looked at her, “Sure, what’s up?” She bit her lip and leaned forward a bit, touching his leg again as she did. “I need your thoughts on which costume I should wear for my next live.” She smiled when she saw his cheeks slowly turn pink, watching him swallow hard. “Erm- well… what… what kind of outfits did you have in mind?” She slowly smiled and bounced her eyebrows, “You wanna see?” And bless Bucky, all he could manage to do was nod.

She led him to her spare room, and he noticed she replaced the door knob with an encoded door knob, for privacy reasons obviously. He looked away as she pressed in her code, hearing the lock whir and unlock as she slowly opened the door, looking back at him. “You ready?” He nodded again, watching her push the door open and turn the lights on as she stepped in. It was just like what he saw in her lives, albeit a bit smaller in person, but it was exactly her; three baby pink/peach colored walls and a black accent wall, her signature neon sign and her posters hanging proudly, a little closet and dresser in one corner, and right smack dab in the middle, was her pink velvet lounge. He couldn’t help but step over and reach down, slowly running his hand along the plush material and smiling when he could feel his touch sensors on his vibranium hand softly tingling.

She cleared her throat behind him, holding two little hangers in her hands, smiling when she saw his wide eyes rove over the outfits she was displaying. On the right was another black set, skimpy and complete with little red bows here and there as well as a garter belt. On the left was a see through navy blue lace onesie, with a deep halter top and pretty little silk bow around the waist. “So… which one do you like?” He slowly smiled as he reached out and gently touched the soft material of the little blue bow, rubbing the soft fabric in his fingers, his eyes switching from one hanger to the other. He hummed, “Hard to say… I like the blue one… but black has always been my favorite color.” She slowly twisted her hips as she popped her hip to one side, “Would you like me to model them for you?” His mouth went dry as he slowly looked back up at her, his shyness starting to melt away as he kept feeling the soft navy bow. “You would do that?” She slowly licked her lips, “Of course I would.” He bit his lip and let go of the ribbon, reaching to touch the black lacy lingerie, “I wanna see you in this one…” Y/N slowly smiled again as she hummed happily, “Okay.” She slowly ran her hand up his stomach to his chest, and gently pushed him to sit back on her lounge, making him fall back with a soft ‘oof’. “Make yourself comfortable… I’ll be right back,” She winked back at him again as she slowly sashayed out of her content room.

He smiled to himself and pulled his hair free from his bun, getting a better look at her content room again. It looked like she had her computer set up to her TV, her webcam sitting neatly next to her keyboard. He scanned the room and saw her signature trunk full of goodies, recalling all the toys and bits she would pull out on her shows. Even her little vanity she had was absolutely her, white and baby pink with a makeup bag and perfume sitting pretty. He was admiring the privacy film she had on the tippy tops of her arched windows when he heard her sing-songy voice. “You ready?” He smiled and adjusted the way he was sitting, “Of course I am.”

He held his breath as he heard her soft footsteps on the wooden floor until she appeared in the doorway. Bucky’s jaw dropped when he finally saw her; her black bra and panty set fit her like a fucking glove, she forewent the garter belt, but it didn’t matter, she looked like a damn dream. Her shelf bra held her breasts perfectly, her nipples nearly peaking over the top. She slowly spun for him as she got closer, “Well… what do you think?” He nearly lost his breath when he saw how amazing her ass looked in her lace thong, she really did have a great ass. His hands started twitching on his knees as he leaned forward. And it made her giggle as she took a step closer, “Would you like a closer look?” His eyes kept roaming over her body as he nodded, not knowing where to look.

She giggled again, taking her time getting closer to him, and stopping right as she stepped between his legs. “Do you like it, Buck?” She slowly bent down and took a gentle hold of his wrists, guiding him to carefully hold her thighs and letting him run his hands roam wherever he wanted. “Yes… I like it… very much…” She hummed and bit her lip again. “Can I tell you something?” She slowly moved her hands to his shoulders, adoring how strong he was and how soft and well loved his black henley was. “Yes…” His eyes were glued to her hips as he reached to gently thumb the delicate material, slowly moving up to her waist. She sighed at the feel of his vibranium hand on her, happily realizing it wasn’t as cold as she thought it would be. “I wanted you to be the first to see me in this… I actually thought of you when I bought it,” Her hands slightly tensed on his chest, feeling not only how warm he was but how his metal arm melted into his pec perfectly. Her strap fell off her shoulder, making him slowly smirk as he finally looked her in the eyes, “Is that right?” She softly gasped when he felt him squeeze her waist gently; she slowly lifted her leg to kneel on the couch as she pushed him further to lay back and relax. “Yeah… maybe you could help me take it off too… or at least pull it to the side.” He followed her lead and helped her sit on his lap, making sure she was comfortably straddling him.

They were both starting to breathe heavily again, just like their first kiss. He searched her face, seeing if he could find any shred of unsurety or hesitation, but he could find none. “You want to?” She leaned forward even more and her other strap fell off her shoulder as well, “Yes please… please…” The sound of her begging made his cock stir in his pants, her smaller hands moving up to the back of his neck and his hair as she pulled him in for a kiss. This one was so much different than the others they’ve given one another, it was hot and needy, and the way she moved her body against his was the straw that broke the camel’s back.

He groaned and kissed her back just as needily, his hands moving down to her hips again, guiding her to start grinding against him. She sounded beautiful as she moaned into his mouth, even better than any and all the video’s she’s ever put out. Y/N tugged at his shirt, desperate to feel his skin on hers. He did his best to not break their kiss as he leaned forward and pulled his shirt up, pulling away from her for just a moment as he tugged it completely off. She took the opportunity to unhook her bra, but just seeing what lay underneath his shirt made her shiver on top of him.

“Holy shit, you’re beautiful.” Bucky looked up at her after he tossed his shirt to the floor too, seeing she was ogling his chest as she held her bra to her. He blushed and laid back again, letting her get a good view, even if he was still self conscious about his scars and his arm. Shuri really did an amazing job on this beauty, she thought to herself as she slowly reached out and gently touched where the vibranium met his chest, dropping her bra in the process. He sighed at how sweetly she touched him, reaching to hold her thigh again with his right hand, slowly inching closer and closer to her ass. Y/N was in complete shock at his arm, slowly taking in every little bit of him: the way the vibranium plates shifted when he moved, how it felt warm to the touch. All while she admired his arm, she could feel his other hand traveling closer and closer to her ass, and she smirked as she sat up to give him better access to pull her panties aside, already dying to feel his fingers on her.

His eyes were immediately glued to her chest as he made good on pulling the lace and elastic material of her panties to the side. Just as he was about to dip his fingers into her, she slowly ran her hand along his forearm, lifting it so he could hold her breast in his left hand. They both moaned low at how good they felt to one another. “Shit…” His voice was breathy as he ran his vibranium thumb over her delicate nipple, all while gingerly dipping his fingers into her already wet pussy. She moaned when she felt him breach her opening, gripping his wrist and arching her back as she planted his hand on his chest.

He was in absolute heaven laying underneath her, holding her breast in one hand as he slowly fingering her pussy with the other. After months of seeing her on his computer screen, he was finally able to feel her, hear her, kiss her, it was everything and more. But it wasn’t even the fact that he was finally hooking up with his internet crush, it was so much more than that… Getting to know her and see her for who she really was, and not just as some frilly pink cam girl. She was gorgeous… in every aspect.

Y/N’s hand tensed on his chest as she moved back on him, taking his fingers a little deeper inside her as she reached down and pulled his fly down with one hand. But the moment she felt him tense a bit under her, she froze all movements, looking down at him with such a soft expression. “Are you okay?” He bit his lip as he glanced over at her TV cabinet, looking at her keyboard and mouse… as well as her webcam. “Erm- are you sure we aren’t live right now?” She smiled sweetly at him and held his cheek, he was absolutely adorable for making sure. “Yes, babe.” She leaned in close to him and pointed to one of the cabinet doors, “The tower is inside there, and can only be turned on if it’s pressed and held for 5 seconds. And before I leave my room after a show, I always cover and turn my webcam to the wall.” She smiled again when he nodded, listening intently to her explain her process. “Does that make you feel better?” He slowly looked back at her, his nose brushing against hers as he sighed, “Yeah… much better.”

Buck leaned back in and kissed her again as he picked up his fingering pace, moving his other hand from her breast to help her with his fly. She gasped and moaned into his mouth as she clenched on his fingers, reaching into his jeans and gently pulling him out. He was so warm, and thick; she gasped softly, pulling away from Bucky’s lips for a moment, she needed to lay eyes on his cock. Y/N’s mouth started watering as soon as she got a good look at him; she never personally said dicks were pretty… but damn if he wasn’t the spitting image of a perfect dick. Thick was an understatement, she could barely wrap her hand around him, and it made her squirm on him even more.

“Buck… I don’t think I have a condom big enough for you…” He kept watching her as she stared at him, not quite able to take her eyes off him just yet. He swallowed hard and licked his lips before he looked up at her, “I mean…” She slowly looked up at him as he shrugged, biting his lip again as he pulled his fingers from her. She knew exactly what he was suggesting, and she batted her eyelashes a few times, “Well… we could… I got tested 2 months ago… but I haven’t had intercourse in a few years.” He nodded up at her, “I haven’t had sex in quite a long time either… and I’m clean too… monthly checkup at the tower. But also the super soldier serum and all.” She batted her eyelashes once more and softly muttered, “Oh.” And she slowly leaned forward, letting him pull his pants down just enough to comfortably pull his cock all the way out. “You’re sure?” That made her smile, even as he was helping her hover over him and pulling her panties to the side, he still asked for her permission. “Yes, Buck, I’m sure… are you?” His chest was already rising and falling quickly as he nodded, “Yes. Very much so…”

That was all she needed to hear as she lined him up to her and slowly sank down on his cock. She hissed as his tip slipped in, after years of being celibate, taking Bucky in one go was proving to be a bit difficult. His brows furrowed as he gently held her thigh, reaching for her clit with his metal hand. “I know… I’m sorry…” He moved his thumb over and slowly applied pressure, gently making circles on her little bundle of nerves. Her eyelids fluttered, it astonished her how quickly he found it and how well he knew how to use it. Her thighs trembled as she enjoyed his attention to her clit. She slowly sank further down on him, inch by inch; what took her by surprise was the way he smirked up at her, his wrist clicking and his thumb starting to vibrate against her increasingly sensitive clitoris.

She jolted as her fingers tensed in his chest, whimpering out loud as she squeezed his cock tight, but he kept her securely in place on his cock. He moaned softly as he kept his thumb pressed against her, feeling her take even more of him by the second. Y/N bit her lip once more and looked him in the eyes, “B- Buck–” Her voice was soft and breathy as she felt her stomach tighten, and her fingers and toes starting to tingle too. He groaned low, feeling her already starting to pulse around him as well as the vibrations through her pussy. She simply couldn’t hold it any longer, finally sitting firm on his lap, taking his last few inches and moaning his name low as she finally came. Her eyes rolled back as she orgasmed, her walls squeezing and milking Bucky’s cock as her body erupted into mind numbing tingles. Even he couldn’t stop himself from groaning softly.

Her hips slowly bucked against his hips, riding out her orgasm as her hands twitched on his chest, he didn’t even care that her head was thrown back or that she was in her own little world, he just laid there in awe of what was happening. She was just as beautiful in person as she was when he watched her lives. He was smiling to himself, hearing that she sounded different in person, it was a relief that she wasn’t putting on a show with him. When she finally came down, she let her head fall forward again, slowly opening her eyes as gazed into his, looking very hungry. Y/N licked her lips and guided his hands to her hips, “Fuck me, Bucky.”

He let out a low moan before he held her hips tight and dragged her back and forth on his cock, making his fat head snag her g-spot as his base rubbed at her over sensitive clit. She gasped hard and held his metal wrist as she clawed at his chest, her legs trembling already as he made her grind on him. He couldn’t get enough of her sounds, they were like music to his ears; not only that but feeling her slowly relaxing around his cock, that alone could have been enough to make him cum… but he wasn’t done with her. Her hand started to tense on him again, he could tell she was close again. “Keep going, doll. Cum on my dick again,” She kept whimpering, feeling herself get closer and closer before she fell on top of him, pressing her breasts against his chest and kissing him hard as she came once more on him.

Bucky’s eyes rolled back as she kissed him, moaning into one another’s mouths as she rhythmically squeezed his cock. She was like jelly in his arms when she came down again, gently pulling away to look at him with big dreamy eyes and wet pouty lips. He moaned softly as he wrapped his arms around her, loving how she clung to his arms when he did; he shifted to plant one foot on the floor and the other on her lounge as he cocked his head, “Think you got one more in you?” She slowly blinked and nodded her heavy head, “Yes.” He couldn’t help at how cute she was as he kissed her again, taking his time to hold her down to him as he lifted and thrusted his hips against hers.

Y/N sighed into his ear as she held onto his arms, letting him fuck up into her. She lovingly kissed his neck as he ravaged her, panting when he angled himself to hit her cervix with every powerful thrust. 260+ pounds of super soldier under her certainly knocked the wind out of her, and then some. He huffed in her neck, he tried so hard to hold off on his own orgasm, but the way she was moaning and moving against him made it very very difficult. “Fuck…” He could feel his balls starting to tense as he moved his hands to hold her ass. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum,”

But he felt her tense this time, the same way he did when he thought he was being recorded. She avoided his eyes when he looked down at her, fisting her hand on his chest nervously as well. But he kissed the top of her head and whispered, “I’ll pull out, I promise you.” He could feel her relax again, but only just as he slowly picked up the pace again. She moved her hand to hold the side of his neck as she sighed and moaned softly, wiggling as she felt herself starting to cum again. She gripped the back of his neck and let out one long low groan, cumming one last time on his cock. Bucky gasped and reached down to hold her ass, his vibranium fingers twitching on her soft skin as he let her ride out her orgasm once again.

He whimpered in her ear, he just couldn’t hold it anymore. He pulled back and lifted her off him in one smooth motion and sat her back on his thighs. He gripped her hips tight, and squeezed his eyes shut, not needing to stroke himself as he started cumming. His thigh muscles tensed under her ass as she watched rope after thick rope of cum splash onto his stomach and chest. She couldn't keep her soft gasp to herself, not only seeing how much he was cumming, but the delicious feeling of his balls twitching against her still soaked pussy was enough to make her peep.

By the time he came down from his high, he left quite the mess on his abs, softly panting as she watched some last few drops of cum slowly leak from his pink, well loved dick. He let out one last deep breath before he slowly opened his eyes, just now noticing she was still watching him. It wasn't until he looked down at himself that he noticed the huge mess he made. “Oh shit…”

He didn’t expect her to giggle, nor didn’t he expect her to gingerly lean back to her goodie dresser and pull out a clean white towel for him. He chuckled himself and slowly wiped his chest and stomach clean. “Always prepared, aren’t you?” She giggled again, holding onto the back of her couch as support, “Kinda have to be,” He smiled up at her as he finished up wiping his chest, tossing the towel onto his shirt so he didn’t dirty her rug.

They watched one another for what felt like hours, smiling like idiots before she slowly leaned back down to kiss his lips once more. He closed his eyes and leisurely kissed her back, just holding her close, and letting their heads spin in delightful bliss.

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She smiled to herself as she snuggled down in bed, delightfully sore and waiting patiently for Bucky to come back with their dessert. She blushed when she saw him walking in with both boxes, two forks, and the last of their wine. “Well damn, you really are the dream man, aren’t you?” He blushed lightly as he chuckled, but he really did look like a dream walking in with dessert in only his boxer briefs. He handed her one of the boxes and climbed back in bed with her, sitting cross legged before he looked down at her again. “I do what I can. I hope you like the cupcakes,” Y/n shimmied up and sat against her headboard, it made Bucky smile at how cute she looked while only wearing an oversized shirt and panties.

He handed her a napkin with her chocolate cupcake nestled neatly in it as he pulled out the other one for himself, watching her gingerly pull away the paper and take a big bite into the soft cake and the sweet, thick buttercream. He smiled so big when he saw her eyes close as she groaned with pure happiness, “Holy shit, that is so damn good… You’re gonna have to take me there for a breakfast date, I swear to God.” Bucky laughed and nodded as he lounged back with her, “I promise.”

She took another bite of her cupcake before she made grabby hands for the wine bottle. “Hey, can I ask you something?” He slowly handed her the bottle and nodded, “Sure, anything.” Y/n hesitated for just a moment before she spoke up again. “You were really confident about not cumming in me… may I ask why?” He looked up at her to see she was being genuine about her question, and he smiled, albeit a little sadly. “Well… I’m confident because I know I can’t get anyone pregnant…” She cocked her head as he continued, “When I was taken by Hydra all those years ago… along with getting the super soldier serum, I was also sterilized. Everything aside from my missions were distractions… so they figured, eliminate the threat so nothing could go wrong.”

She immediately regretted asking when she heard his answer. “Oh God… I- I’m so sorry, Buck, I shouldn’t have asked…” But he smiled and handed her the bottle, “No, no, it’s okay! It’s a fair question to ask a partner, especially if we’re gonna keep meeting up like this.” He was mid-bite when it occurred to him exactly what he said, making him pale a bit when he looked back up at her. “Oh shit, I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have assumed that we’d be… erm…” But it only made her smile more, “No, you’re right to assume…” He slowly started smiling again as he watched her sip on their shared wine. Pulling the bottle away from her lips, she looked up at him again, “I hope you’d like to come by again… I really like spending time with you… in more than one way.” All Bucky could do was smile as big as he could, “I’d love that, Y/n.” She blushed immediately and popped the last bite of her cupcake into her mouth, “Good.”

They were comfortably silent as she watched him finish his own cupcake, and all she could do was lounge on her pillows and smile contently at him. “I think I like you, Buck.” He froze just as he was about to swallow, looking up at her again as he blinked dumbly; on the outside, she looked so calm and collected, but under the surface, she was a bundle of butterflies, the same feeling she had when she told the boy she liked in grade school that he was her favorite. Bucky finally swallowed his bite and cleared his throat, “Y- you do?” She moved to rest her head on her hand as she blinked and smiled slowly, nodding her head as well. “You do a lot that makes me smile… and I like that you’re the one that makes me smile.”

He was so smitten, he almost forewent setting aside their dessert before he reached for her, pulling her under him as he kissed her deeply. This time he was slow and sweet as he fucked her in her own bed, adoring her soft moans and the way she clung to his arms and shoulders. He still pulled out however, he could feel her tense a little again when he gave out his telltale moan. She shied away again when they were done, burying her face in his chest as they came down from their orgasms. “I’m sorry…” He was more than confused when he looked down at her, reaching to hold her cheek softly. “Please don’t ever feel like you need to apologize, I’m never going to judge or hate you if you’re not ready for something.” She peeked up at him and smiled softly; He was so sweet and genuine when he spoke to her. But she still couldn’t help but feel her stomach flip at the thought of her body being unprotected…

He could see her mild hesitation and kissed her forehead, “I don’t have to stay the night if you don’t want me to…” She continued to cling to him, but never looked up at him… it was all he needed. “You won’t hate me?” He smiled and gave her one more squeeze before he sat up in bed, “Of course I won’t. How could I?” She smiled as she watched him get up and get dressed again, pausing as he held his henley and looked her way. He made his way back to her and pulled her closer, “Besides, it’s like you said. This won’t be the last time I come over, right?” She smiled and raised her arms and let him slide his shirt down onto her body, loving how his hands took their time slowly touching her waist and breasts. She hummed softly and looked up at him with big eyes, “Right.” SHe loved how it was still warm and smelled like him. He smiled down at her before kissing her softly and helping her to her feet, leading them both to the door as he grabbed his hoodie from her coat rack.

“Text me in the morning?” He chuckled and draped his hoodie over his shoulder as he opened the door, “I promise I will.” She chuckled to herself and tugged his shirt down further on her legs as he crossed her threshold out into the hallway. They watched one another for a moment before he bit his lip, “I had a really great time tonight, Y/n.” She slowly smiled back and stood up on her tiptoes, “I did too, Buck.” He smiled back and leaned in to kiss her softly before he slowly backed up to lean against his own door. “Good night, doll face.” He adored the way her cheeks turned rose pink. “Good night, handsome.”

They watched one another until they both slowly closed their doors behind them; even Bucky sighed as he leaned against his front door, still thinking of her in every way, until he heard Steve’s voice pipe up from the couch. “Lose your shirt on the walk home?” Buck glanced over to Steve’s lounged position on the couch and shot him ‘the look’ from his place at the door before he made his way to his room, thoughts of her running through his head as he started to fall asleep… all until his phone dinged.

Y/N🍒🥰❤️: Sleep sweet, handsome 😘😘😘

A simple little message from her picture lighting up his screen, making him smile as he typed back his response.

Me: Sweet dreams, doll 😘😘💙

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He felt like a love struck schoolboy again, head over heels for the prettiest girl in the schoolyard. He couldn’t help himself whenever he heard her text tone sound on his phone, jumping to respond, not to mention his cock would always twitch in anticipation. “Holy shit. I haven’t seen you this head over heels since you took that redhead to the world’s fair.” Bucky jumped from his spot on the couch as Steve closed the door behind him, smirking as he laid down the mail as well as a bag of groceries. He didn’t even realize he spent all day on the couch, watching his phone with his TV show on mute the entire time. “Listen, she’s just… something special. What can I say?” He went back to bouncing his foot happily as he typed a message back to Y/N while Steve sifted through the mail. “James Barnes, as I live and breathe, are you in love?” Buck looked over his shoulder and gave Steve ‘the look’ again before he turned back to his phone, “Maybe… what of it?” Steve hooted as he started putting the groceries away, right as Bucky’s pinged with her signature sound.

Y/N🍒🥰❤️: Hey handsome 😉 I was thinking you could come over tonight for a late night tapas dinner? And maybe some dessert too 😏😏🫦

Bucky nearly fell over the coffee table as he scrambled off the couch before sprinting to his room, typing like a mad man as he did.

Me: YES!!! I- erm- I mean yes please 😅😅 🤦🏻♂️
Y/N🍒🥰❤️: I think you might be excited 😏 maybe, I’m not sure 🤣 I’ve been home all day, if you want to come over now and keep me company 🫦

Steve’s attention was pulled away from the onion he was chopping to see Bucky starting to throw shirts and pants out of his bedroom door, trying to find something nice but casual to wear. “Buck, I hope you know you’re making a mess out here.” He smiled when Bucky came out zipping his jeans up as he kicked the rest of his clothes back into his room. “Sorry, Y/N invited me over for dinner. Just wanna look somewhat presentable.” Steve chuckled as he tossed his diced onion into the pan he was preheating. “Ah yes… presentable for dinner… Well, just in case you two forget to eat tonight, Fulton opened up his hot dog cart again, 24 hours open now.” Bucky chuckled and grabbed his wallet and gloves for good measure, “Damn, he’s kept that thing shut down for months now, it’s about damn time he opened back up.” He pulled on his hoodie and hurried to the door, giving Steve a quick side hug. “Thanks, bud.” Steve squeezed his tight and patted his back, “Have fun, be safe.”

Y/N just had enough time to change out of her work out clothes, pulling his shirt down over her body when she heard Bucky’s signature frantic knock at her door. It made her smile how he was always so eager to see her. As she opened the door, she couldn’t help but laugh at the sight of him, smiling already like a love sick idiot. “Well, you took no time at all.” He blushed and shrugged one shoulder, “I mean, can you blame me?” She smiled and gently reached for his shirt collar, pulling him in for a kiss as well as pulling him into her apartment, loving how he kicked the door closed behind them.

They fell back on her couch, just slowly making out as he held and gripped her wherever he could, desperate to feel her against him once more. She couldn’t help but smile as she kissed him back, letting him kiss her as long as he needed. After what seemed like hours, Bucky finally pulled back, breathing hard and licking their shared saliva off his lips as he looked down at her. “Damn I missed you.” Y/N grinned and bit her wet lip, “Oh, I missed you too.” He smiled and gave her one last tiny kiss before he got completely off her, holding a hand out for her to help her up as well.

“So, what were you thinking for dinner?” But she bit her lip slyly again and twisted her toes on the floor, “Well… actually there’s something I’d like to ask you before dinner… if that’s alright.” He cocked his head, but nodded all the same. “Sure, what is it?” She tugged on her shirt and nodded her head as she made her way to her content room, knowing Bucky was following her. As she opened the door and turned back to face him again. “I know this is gonna sound like a really bad idea… but how would you feel making an appearance on my little show?” He blinked for a moment and shoved his hands in his pockets, “Wow… I mean, it sounds hot, but… I’m fairly recognizable with my arm and whatnot.” He knew she deleted the live of her and Steve shortly after its airing, he also got an email from the site explaining its deletion. She bit her lip and hummed, noticing his hands were buried in his pockets. “Do you have your gloves on you, by chance?”

She sat pretty at her vanity in her content room, making sure her lip gloss was absolutely perfect before she fluffed her eyelashes one more time with her mascara comb. Bucky was relaxing as best he could on her lounge couch, his knee bouncing like crazy as he looked at himself through the test webcam. “Y- you’re sure no one will recognize me?” She smiled and looked back at him, she’d long changed into a black and gold lingerie set. It was new, black sheer lace with gold rose decals covering all the right places, she really was a dream. “I’m sure, handsome. Now, come stand in front of me.” He was shaky on his legs when he saw her crawl toward him on her hands and knees before sitting back on her heels in front of her camera, angling the webcam just right. She pulled him in closer by his belt loops and made sure they were both centered neatly, as well as making sure his face was out of the shot. “Mmm… maybe you should stand on the other side, just in case your sleeve hikes up, the vibranium won’t show.” The butterflies in his tummy fluttered at how professional she sounded, but then again, this was her job. He switched spots with her and watched as she recentered them again. “Okay, perfect. Now, how would you like me to introduce you?” He blinked down at her and bit the corner of his lip, “I- I’m not sure…” He looked so adorable when he was shy. She gently took hold of his gloved vibranium hand and brought it to her cheek, looking up at him with those big e/c eyes she knew he loved so much. “How about I call you Mr Winter?” He slowly smiled and stroked her cheek with his thumb, “I’d like that.” Y/N smiled and kissed the inside of his wrist. “If it becomes too much for you, just tug the back of my hair… okay?” Bucky took in one last deep breath and slowly leaned in and entangled his leather covered fingers into the delicate hair by the nape of her neck. “Perfect.” He blushed at her small praise before he let go, taking a few steps back so he was out of frame for her intro as she signed in to start recording her Live.

She hovered her mouse over the record button as she glanced at him one last time, “Ready?” He bit his lip again and nodded, watching her click the button and start her intro. “Hello hello, everyone! It’s so good to see you all again. I’d like to apologize again for removing my last live video from my site.” She paused for a moment, giggling at the comments that popped up on the TV screen. “Well, to make it up to all of you, I have a brand new guest on the show tonight. Everyone give a big warm welcome to Mr Winter!” She clapped gently as he stepped forward, stopping right in front of her as she looked up at him, her big smile warming his heart. “Hi,” she giggled, blushing as he reached down and held her chin gently between his thumb and crooked index finger. When he let go of her chin, he sheepishly wiggled his fingers at the camera as she ran her hands up his thighs. “I’ve been waiting for him to come on the show…” She looked up at him as she pressed her cheek against the zipper of his black jeans, feeling him already getting harder.

“Would anyone like to see me treat our guest to a nice little treat?” She wasn’t even looking at the screen when she asked, still holding his gaze as she started to slowly rub her hand over the front of his bulge. But Buck noticed the comment section flooding.
CumLord5646: oh fukk another guy?! 👀 suck that dick bby
ShanitaKawks: still wish it was me 😭
ItalianStallion: oh she’s gonna get him good 😏
He nodded his head to the screen and she got back into character, looking over and giggling as she flipped her hair over one shoulder. “Well since you all seem very excited to see me and my guest have some fun.” She glanced up at him and smiled again before she slowly unbuttoned his jeans, taking her time to pull down the zipper as well. She chuckled again when she needed his help to get his jeans down past his thick thighs. He bit his lip when her face changed as soon as he fell out of his denim, similar to her expression the other night, but this one was so damn genuine.

She licked her lips as she slowly wrapped her hand around him as best she could. He loved that her hands were so soft and smaller than his, doing his best to not moan too terribly loud already. He was aroused, but not as hard as he could be, but she was up for the task. Just the sight of him made her lick her lips again as she looked up at him once more, “Looks like you could use a little help, Mr Winter.” She winked up at him and slowly mouthed along his length, catching his tip before making her way to his swollen base, and placing a soft kiss there. He let out a soft, “Mmm,” from his throat as he watched her work on him. “Should I take you in my mouth?” He watched her for a moment before he looked over and smirked at her comment section again.
ShanitaKawks: holy shit i can;t wait 4 this 👀
__FrOsTbItE__: not the same as your toys tho😒
randdog69: oh fukk, an actual blowjob?! 👅👅👅
KarlsGoonyor: REAL LIFE BLOWJOB SCENE!!!

He subtly nodded to the monitor and watched as she glanced over the comments, almost breaking character as she giggled, “Well alrighty then, boys.” She quickly turned her attention back to him as she stuck out her tongue and slowly licked the underside of his cock, loving how that thick vein felt against her soft pink appendage. He sighed, trying his best to not be too loud as she came to his sensitive tip before placing the sweetest, wettest kiss he’d ever felt on the head of his cock. She blinked up at him and smiled sweetly, holding her eye contact as she wrapped her lips around him, slowly starting to suck on him as she worked her way down on him.

He was breathing heavily through his nose now, clenching and unclenching his fists as she took him deeper down her throat, stroking the rest of him that she couldn’t fit. He reached down and held her cheek, careful to make sure he didn’t give her the sign that he was uncomfortable, all as he slowly stroked the apple of her cheek. She smiled as best as she could before she winked up at him, taking things into her own hands (literally) as she started slurping and sucking him, now wrapping both hands around him, twisting in an alternating directions as she bobbed her head on him, taking him deeper and deeper down her throat.

He couldn’t help himself as a low and soft “fuck” fell from his lips, watching her go to town on him. She was moaning now, low as she took him as deep as she could, even gagging on him a bit, then again how could she not? She pulled off him and gasped loudly, catching her breath as she kept stroking him. Some spittle dripped from her bottom lip as she looked up at him and inhaled through her teeth, begging him with her eyes for him to pull her hair. Buck smirked as he pulled her hair back in a ponytail and tugged it tight, aiming her so the camera could get a good look of her face.
Daniel: You look gorgeous, darling
*_cumslut420_*: i cant wait 2 c them both cummmmm
user769300: holy shit, look at her face! 😩
randdog69: get back to sucking that sick, bb ❤️
She let out a breathless laugh as she licked her lips, turning her attention back to him as she whispered, “You ready, handsome?” He nodded off screen as she smirked one last time, getting pulled back to sucking and stroking his cock all over again.

It was like he was watching the greatest POV Blowjob video, seeing her hollow her cheeks and gag on him as her drool and his precum dripped down her chin; not to mention it had been years since he last had his dick sucked. His arm softly whirred in frustration as he tried to keep himself together, but the way her e/c eyes bored into his as she gently tapped his cock on her soft, wet tongue… it was nearly enough to make him finish all over her pretty face. His expression must have given away that he was getting close, making her smirk and run her lips along his length again. “Are you getting close, baby?” She was teasing and stroking his growingly sensitive head again, “I can tell you are… you’re biting your lip like you do when you’re about to cum…” It wasn’t necessarily a lie, but damn if it didn’t make for good content.

Even hearing her say the word ‘cum’ made him throb in her hand. He almost started mentally beating himself up for being so hung up on her, but damn, it felt like heaven falling apart for her, especially when she looked at him and asked him so nicely to cum for her. She slowly nodded and whispered, just loud enough for him and only him to hear, “Let go, baby. Please? For me?” He exhaled again and tugged on her hair again, pulling her mouth back on him and bucking his hips out of rhythm. He felt her suck on him, harder this time, even running her tongue along that thick vein once more and moaning around him all over again.

He bit his lip hard and stifled a groan as he fucked her throat. But she took it like a champ as she held his thighs and let him control her, gawking and gagging on his cock as tears streamed down her cheeks. Buck let out a single moan before he gently tugged on her ear, letting her know he was about to cum. With one last hard suck, she pulled off him and gasped hard, sticking her tongue out as she pumped his cock in front of her face. He craned his neck back and growled low, letting himself cum with every meaningful stroke of his cock. His cum splattered on her tongue and cheeks, making her moan and smile to herself as she swallowed her mouthful before she milked more from him.

He shivered as his last few drips fell to her gorgeous chest. She certainly was a sight to see, tear stained mascara running down her face, ruined lipgloss, cum on her lips and cheeks and chin. Y/n smiled up at him as he smirked back at her, slowly stepping away out of frame to let her wrap up her show. “Well, how do I look, everyone?”
ACOTARwh0re: GYAT!!! I came in at the right time! 🥵🥵🥵🥵
MnstrFkr92: im so gladd i paid for premium. luv the cum coverd look 😼
randdog69: u look hot as fuck bby!!!
_FrOsTbItE_: LIKE A GODDAMN ANGEL
ItalianStallion: You look stunning, my darling
Y/n giggled and scooped up a thick drop of cum with her finger, “I’m glad you all liked the show so much.” She made a show of letting it slowly drip onto her tongue again, making her moan again. She swallowed happily again just before she bit her lip. He tasted so so good, better than she ever expected. Y/n was clearly having a moment, having closed her eyes for just a second, but it was enough to get Bucky hard all over again.

By the time she opened her eyes back up again, he was back at attention, leaning against her vanity and twitching as he gave her those ever dangerous eyes. Her lashes fluttered before she turned back to the camera, “Okay guys, I have to go now. Bye.” It was far from her normal sign off, but she needed to get offline as soon as possible. She’d never shut down the site and her computer so fast in her life, turning her camera to the wall and covering it before she scrambled to her feet and jumped into Bucky’s arms, neither of them caring if they were both getting messy from their intense kissing.

The entire night was hot and messy and oh so wonderful. He licked her cheeks clean and slowly spit his cum into her mouth as he fucked her into her mattress, his vibranium hand lovingly wrapped around her throat as he did. When she was on top, he dragged her back and forth on his cock, making sure she was overstimulated and whining like she couldn’t get enough. He’d get her propped up on her knees as her face buried into her pillow, hitting it from the back so hard and deep that her head started spinning. Hell, even the aftercare was immaculate: snack runs to the kitchen, warm washcloths, cuddles, the works. He was amazing, so much so that she broke one of her walls down… and she let him stay the night; just as the sky was turning a brighter shade of blue, she snuggled into his chest and listened to his steady heartbeat as she began to fall asleep, already loving the sound for his soft snoring.

~~~

By the time they both woke up, it was well past noon, but that didn’t stop him from insisting on wanting to get them breakfast for bed. “We’ll go get some bagels and lox, there’s a shop I know that has the best homemade caper and chives cream cheese.” She smiled at his words and slowly stretched, still feeling deliciously sore in all the right places again, and damn if he didn’t look sexy as hell with his messy, softly curled bedhead. “Very well… as long as we get fixin’s to make mimosa’s as well.” He winked and leaned in to kiss her lips, “As you wish,”

She set her mind to go as casual as possible when she pulled his hoodie over her head, pulling up her workout leggings and tying her converse laces; she loved how his hoodie swam on her, and how it smelled of him, and nothing but him. Bucky also made a mad dash to his apartment to change into his sweatpants and tenny runners too, gently leading her out her apartment door and down to the street.

Buck insisted on carrying everything for her, only letting her carry the orange juice and champagne. He was making her laugh as they walked back into their building, “Buck! Gimme a second, I just gotta check my mail.” He chuckled and made idle, nonsensical talk while she fished out her keys and unlocked her mailbox. She pulled out the usual flier coupons and paged through the unimportant spam letters until she came across a mint green envelope; there was no return address, but the post mark said it came from Utah. She didn’t know anyone in Utah as she opened the letter, barely listening to Bucky meaningless conversation.

But as soon as she saw the writing, all breath left her body and her blood curdled in her veins as she slowly read the letter.

Hello Y/N.

I hope this letter finds you well. It was a shame that you left home so quickly. And without even bothering to say goodbye to me too. I thought we were closer than that. Oh well. I do hope you enjoy the city. Who knows, we may be seeing each other real soon.

Best Regards,
Nevin

The champagne bottle fell to the floor, bursting open as she gasped, covering her mouth, rereading those terrible words again: we may be seeing each other real soon. Buck jumped at the sound of shattering glass on the tile floor. “Y/n?!” He was quick to catch her as he reached her just in time, her knees buckling as she nearly landed on the broken glass. She started hyperventilating and sobbing, gripping and crumpling the letter as she started mumbling over and over, “He can’t… he can’t find me… he couldn’t have… I was so careful. This wasn’t supposed to happen…”

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Buck gently nudged her apartment door open with his foot, balancing their breakfast in one arm as he cradled her in his other, feeling her still hyperventilating against his shoulder. “Baby, breathe for me…” He gently sat her down on her couch, letting her head fall back so she could comfortably get some slow deep breaths of air into her lungs. Y/n’s eyes were softly shut, although tears still accumulated in her eyes as they streamed down her cheeks and neck; she was calmer now, but only just, her eyelids and lips trembled with every slow inhale she took. He set everything down on the counter before he got her a glass of ice water, occasionally glancing up at her to see her fists were still clenching from time to time. She still had the letter in her hand, the sound of paper crumpling over and over as she made her fists.

He was careful not to scare her when he returned to her side with her glass in hand, crouching before her and keeping his voice soft. “Baby, you should drink… it’ll help bring you down.” Even when he did his best to be gentle, she still flinched before opening her eyes, staring at the ceiling. It was like she completely disconnected from her body for just a moment before she looked his way. They were both so still as he looked down at her balled up letter, this simple thing was affecting her more than it should have. “Maybe we should take this away.” His heart dropped when he felt her flinch hard away from him; the fear alone in her eyes made him feel terrible, not only because she looked terrified of him, but because he knew he was still hovering over her, even if he was on one knee. He shrank as best as he could and held out his hand, “Just for a little bit? I swear I won’t read it.” Y/n at last looked him in the eyes for the first time since she got her letter. Her bottom lip trembled as she nodded, slowly letting him take the piece of paper from her little sweaty hand.

He smiled softly and placed the crumpled ball on her end table, “Thank you, baby.” He helped her sit up and held her water out for her, grateful that she took her glass, albeit with shaky hands. “Thank you Buck…” She held her glass with both hands as she slowly sipped her ice water, letting it shock her system a bit, just enough for it to bring down her heart rate. All while Bucky sat and watched her intently.

She took a deep breath and sat back against the back of her couch again, eventually letting out a relieved sigh as she relaxed her shoulders as well. He sat his ass on the floor and propped his head on his hands, watching her carefully as she came down from her episode. “Y/n…” She slowly opened her eyes and she stared at the ceiling again for a while. “Do you want to talk about it?” She only blinked, still not looking at him yet as she spoke. “It’s not something I talk about lightly, Buck.”

And he nodded, not wanting to push her any further than she was comfortable to. But she took another slow deep breath, “But it looks like I’m gonna have to…” He shook his head and leaned forward, reaching for her hand to gently hold her fingers. “But you don’t have to, Y/n. You don’t have to do anything you’re not yet ready for.” At last she looked at him, dark circles already forming around her eyes as she sniffled. “I do though… things between us are getting serious… and I’ve been hiding from this for too long. And you deserve to know the truth.”

She shimmied down to the floor with him, staring at her sweating glass of water as she traced her finger along the rim, a nervous habit she had when things got a little too tough. “Back home… when I was 18 and fresh out of highschool… I took a month off before I managed to get into my dream college. My parents wanted me to do something useful with my life, become a lawyer, like everyone else in the family; but I wanted to study art, and English, and literature, maybe even become an art teacher or a famous painter. They weren’t too happy when they found out I'd signed up for those classes, but I managed to convince them it was an elective for a ‘real career’. I was also a naive and foolish girl, and I fell for one of those cheap lines all the slick frat boys had…

“His name was Nevin… Nevin Prescott… he was 22, and very popular with the freshman. He liked to think of himself as the papa of all of the youngin’s attending the school… and he took a liking to me… Like I said, I was young, and no other boys paid any attention to me in highschool. So for a college boy to look my way… mmm… Anyway, he asked me out on a date and we went for coffee at the local cafe on main street. And… I thought it was love… I mean he said all the right things… and he said he cared about me… even loved me…

“We were together for a year and a half… I was 20… And it finally took him pulling a pair of scissors on me for me to realize that he and I had no business being together. He was so… mentally abusive, and verbally abusive… and toxic… so so toxic. I called the cops on him twice, even got a restraining order against him, but nothing worked. He still found his way to me, even after he graduated.

“It all went south just before my 21st birthday… I was invited to a frat party by one of my classmates… I didn’t know anyone there aside from her… but then I saw him… And he tried apologizing to me, even brought me a drink when I said I was thirsty… But hindsight is twenty-twenty… The next thing I remembered… I was being bent over a bed… with him inside me… and his friend in my mouth…” She lost her breath for only a moment as she tried taking another deep breath, only to find she couldn’t. She brought her glass to her lips again and took another few gulps before continuing.

“I tried filing a police report, but it got thrown out… They said I went willingly when I knew the risks of college frat parties. One even said they could still smell alcohol on my breath… he asked me if I was doing any drugs that night as well, and that I shouldn’t ruin a boy's life over such a ridiculous claim…

“And it doesn’t even stop there… He got to leave scot free… no criminal record, no slap on the wrist, no file with a history of violence… And what do I get in return? Not only was I raped… but I ended up pregnant with his child…”

Bucky was seeing red by the time she said her ex got off with no repercussions. She wiped her tears and took another deep breath again, showing more strength he knew he could never have or experience in his lifetime. “I- I couldn’t carry his baby… I just couldn’t…” She sobbed once and leaned forward to rest her forehead against Bucky's chest, grateful that he reached for her and held her cheek and hand gently.

She stayed there for a while before she pulled back and wiped her tears, taking another big gulp of water before she continued. “I couldn’t stand the thought of his baby growing inside me and having to look at that child… and only see a product of a rape… It wouldn’t have been fair, to either of us. My parents not only blamed me for getting raped, but they cut me out of their lives entirely when they found out I had an abortion… Honestly, if it weren’t for my cousin, Alexa, who took me in, I would have been lost…

“I dropped out of college when I moved in with her… and it took so goddamn long for me to finally get over this. Last I heard he got kicked out of the Marines and was planning to move back home… so that’s when I left… And now, with this letter, I fear I’ll never be free of him.” Y/n nodded at the letter, silently giving Bucky permission to read it. She looked back down at her hands and squeezed her eyes shut for a moment, fearing that he’d turn away from her as well. Even with the support and love from the one and only family member who didn't turn their back on her, the notion of being used goods and a sinful person was still burned into her brain. But much to her surprise, he pulled her close and ran his hand down her hair, making sure she knew he would always be by her side. “Y/n, I am so so sorry. For everything that’s happened to you.”

She slowly blinked before she wrapped her arms under his shoulders, clinging to him tight as she started crying into his chest. She’d kept this deep secret to herself for so long, finally getting it out made her crumble and all her inhibitions melt away. He held her for as long as she needed, letting her get out all of her tears she kept hidden for so long.

~~~

He ended up staying at her apartment all day, holding her on her couch and keeping her close; he could see she was mentally drained just from reading the letter alone. She eventually fell asleep in his arms, still subconsciously clinging to his shirt and holding his earlobe as her means of a safety blanket. It was only when he knew she was softly snoring that he reached for the letter, slowly reading and rereading the words over and over. If he was being honest, the man had the writing of a serial killer. He hated this person already, not just from hearing what he put Y/n through, but this guy oozed asshole vibes. I mean, really, getting kicked out of the marines? How much of a fuck up could he have been to get kicked out of the goddamn marines? They eat crayons for god’s sake!

He laid the letter back down and reached for his phone, quietly typing out a message.
Me: Hey Shuri 👋🏻
HRH Shuri 👑: AYY!! My favorite broken white boy! 😄 Long time no hear! 🥰
HRH Shuri 👑: What do you want 😑
Me: I’m sorry? 😅
HRH Shuri 👑: Yes, you should be 🙄 You only text me if you need something
HRH Shuri 👑: So what do you want 😑
HRH Shuri 👑: WAIT DID YOU BREAK MY ARM?! T’CHALLA HELPED WITH THAT HOW COULD YOU?!

He smiled and shook his head, he really did love Shuri.
Me: No, no 😆 the arm is okay. But, I do need a favor. I can’t get into it right now, but I will soon
Me: I need you to get some information on someone for me
Me: Please
He stared at his screen and bit his lip, seeing those three dots appear and disappear over and over until she finally replied.
HRH Shuri 👑: This is about a girl, isn’t it? 🤨
He smirked and smiled down at Y/n as she nuzzled against his chest again.
Me: Yeah. I’ll have to introduce you next time you come to visit
HRH Shuri 👑: Bet ✌🏾 I’ll hold you to it. What’s the name?

He typed out Nevin’s name and the college he and Y/n went to, seeing red already just from looking at that man’s name.
HRH Shuri 👑: Whoever this is, you must hate his guts. You text that to me a little too quickly 👀 but I’m on it. I’ll get back to you in about 12 hours
Me: Thank you Shuri, I really appreciate it
HRH Shuri 👑: Yea yea yea, you owe me 😝 have a good night 💙

He set his phone down and sighed softly before he looked down at her again, sleeping as peacefully as she could, but her little furrowed brows betrayed her. But he took in another deep breath slowly and leaned in to kiss her forehead, pulling her close to him again. He closed his eyes as well, leaving her TV on for background noise. He concentrated on the muffled cadences of the TV, letting them drown out the angry thoughts he had running through his mind.

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They eventually fell asleep on her couch, still having her cling to his shirt as he’d covered them with her spare blanket during the night. It wasn’t until his phone binged at 5am that he snapped awake, groaning as he lazily unlocked his device, squinting a bit as he read the words, “I found something. Call me when you can, white boy.”

He slowly sat up and looked down at her, seeing she was still clutching his tee shirt as well as being out like a light. He was careful to pull her up and into his side, whispering softly when she grumbled and shifted in her sleep. “Shh shh shh, I’m just gonna take you over to my place. I have a phone call I need to make.” Y/n briefly opened one of her eyes before she just nodded and dropped her head back on his shoulder, wrapping her arms and legs around him as he tucked her blanket around her.

Buck was careful to carry her to her door and across the hallway to his own front door. He knew Steve would be up to go jogging by this time, not even surprised when he saw him standing in the kitchen, drinking milk straight from the carton. But Bucky was too preoccupied to care or get annoyed with him. “Two days sleeping over? That’s a new re–” Steve froze mid sentence when he saw Y/n perched in Buck’s arms and shoulder. He gently closed the door before he looked over to Steve, seeing him mouth the words, “Is she okay?” to him. But Buck only shook his head and took her into his room.

He was so careful to lay her down, making sure her neck wasn’t crinked and that she was as comfortable as possible. He knelt by his side of the bed so he was face to face with her, “I’m gonna be right outside in the kitchen if you need me, okay?” She kept her eyes shut, but gingerly nodded her head as she tucked into his blankets even more, burying her face in his pillow. He smiled sadly before he leaned in and kissed her forehead. He was also careful to shut his black out curtains and grab his laptop on the way out before closing his bedroom door.

He only just heard the latch slip past the strike plate when Steve practically leapt over the living room couch, landing face to face with Bucky. “Is she alright? You look like you haven’t slept a wink last night. What happened? I haven’t seen that signature “it’s down to business” look in a long time.” Buck nearly smacked Steve out of reflex, he really could get into that mother goose mode real quick. “Christ on a bike, Steve! Has anyone ever told you you’re worse than a nosy mother?!” He whisper-screamed at his friend, hushing him in the process when he heard Y/n stir in bed, only to softly hum and go back to sleep. Bucky pulled Steve back to the kitchen and propped him against the counter. “It’s… a lot to get into, and it’s really not my business to say… but an ex of Y/n’s sent her this letter and… she wasn’t okay.”

Steve frowned and ran his hand through his hair, “Damn… Buck, I’m so sorry…” But all Buck could do was nod as he finally sat down as well. “It’s okay.” He opened his laptop and glanced back at Steve, “I asked Shuri to look him up and she text me this morning that she found something.” He typed his password into FaceTime, “So for the next half an hour, I need you to get the hell out of the apartment… like now.” Steve knew exactly what that tone meant, and he cocked his head and he grabbed his keys as he headed for the door. “Don’t need to tell me twice…”

Steve shut the door behind him as Bucky looked back at his screen, running his hands over his face and groaning low before he shook his head a little, trying to wake himself up again and mentally prepare himself for the absolute worst. He was running on less than an hour of sleep, nothing he wasn’t used to, but it’s been a while since he had to pull all nighters. He hit the call button and waited for Shuri to answer, impressed when she picked up in less than a half a ring. “White Wolf! It’s about time you called… Did you sleep? You look terrible.”

He slowly blinked and slowly inhaled through his nose, “It’s been a long night. Trust.” He rubbed his face again with his vibranium hand and propped his cheek on his fist. “So what did you find?” Shuri cocked her head a bit, “Are you sure you want to know at the moment? It might irritate you, and you look… like you’d get irritated quickly…” But he only blinked and raised his eyebrow at her through his webcam, and she pursed her lips and shrugged, “Very well. I’m sending you the file so you can go through it as I explain.”

An icon on his screen binged and he clicked on it as she started. “Alright! Nevin Thomas Prescott, born July 17th to Kimberlee and Dwayne Prescott. Youngest of two, with a very troubled childhood to say the least. Dude was in and out of this thing called ‘in school suspension’? Why suspend children in school? That defeats the point of suspension.”
“Shuri.”
“Right, my bad. Anyway, his school permanent record shows he was prone to starting fights and pinning other students against one another. He also played the victim a lot in the scenarios, but looks like his mum was alway there to bail him out. Classic narcissist and emotional incest. He got arrested a few times before he graduated highschool for underage drinking and driving without a license, as well as smuggling alcohol in the school. Like I said, mummy dearest put a stop to most of the charges put against him, it was enough to keep him from getting a police file before the age of 19.

“So now onto college, which is insane if you ask me, dude was a C- average student at best, so for him to get in an ivy league for engineering is beyond me. But by the look of the school records, he never went to any of the classes he enrolled in, which again, mummy and daddy were there to bail him out once more.” She paused for a moment while Bucky kept reading the files she included, only looking up at her when he realized she stopped speaking. “Is this all?” He knew it wasn’t, and the look on her face told him that there was more, much more. “No… James… I don’t know if you want to hear this… To be honest, it was pretty difficult to read.” But he sighed and looked at his hands, “She told me last night… it’s okay…”

She took another deep breath and scrolled her cursor over to the medical file. “There was a rape allegation report filled out by the local police… his name was mentioned in it…” He bit his lips and glanced over the report, his eyes hovering over the words as he read. Whoever wrote it up went above and beyond when it came to using details; going on about how fingerprint bruises were visible around Y/n’s throat when she came in, how there were two different DNA swabs of saliva on her skin. His blood boiled when he noticed the photos of her as evidence; she looked exhausted and confused, and tried to look away in every picture. “I can’t look at these pictures anymore.” Shuri was quick to get the file off his screen. “I’m sorry, James…” He bit his lips so hard he could almost taste blood, but he only shook his head. “Don’t apologize… it’s not your fault.” She gave him a moment for him to run his hands down his face again, he tried to not let his breath catch when he sighed, but he failed.

He looked back at the screen and sniffled, “Who filled out the report?” Shuri looked off screen and clicked a bit before she spoke again. “Someone named Joseph Fitzgerlad… And oh! Look who his sister is… Kimberlee Prescott.” Bucky just shook his head. “Gods, this man hasn’t been held accountable for anything in his life.” He scoffed at Shuri’s words and shook his head again, “You got that right, your highness…” She looked at him through the camera, frowning in the process. He only ever called her that when he was stressed out.

“Where is he now?” She clicked some more before sending over the file along with a current picture. “He’s currently living in Utah, working as a truck porter, and sharing a two bedroom apartment with… Christ, a man who makes MDMA in their kitchen.” Bucky took a deep breath before hovering his cursor over the picture attachment. As soon as he clicked on the icon, he could feel that old familiar dark side of him start to stir inside of him. Nevin looked like an entitled pig: red hair puffed up in a shitty modern version of a pompadour, a turned up pug nose, and a pair of standard issued military glass frames, complete with an eyewear retainer (what was this guy, a fucking toddler?). What really ate at Buck was this guy’s smile, shit-eating smirk was more like it. He looked like he knew he could get away with murder and he’d never be held accountable or punished. And after knowing his uncle was on Y/n’s rape case, it was no wonder he had that air of arrogance about him.

He and Shuri were silent as he took in every last little detail of this despicable man’s face. Taking in his snaggletooth, the way his ears were gauged, how this man clearly never heard of trimming his goddamn nose hair. “Bucky?” His eyes narrowed as he kept studying the screen… his vision was becoming more and more tunneled as he bored his eyes into the picture. “James.” He didn’t realize he was starting to breathe harder, or notice that his vibranium arm was starting to whir and click from how tightly Bucky was clenching his hand. His eyes narrowed as he focused on the picture, his hearing getting fuzzier and fuzzier as his jaw clenched. “Sergeant Barnes!” He snapped out of his trance with a gasp, and the loud sound of metal snapping in half. He didn't realize he’d taken hold of an out of place spoon in his vibranium hand while he felt himself starting to slip back into that murderous mindset.

“Sergeant Barnes, have you been compromised?” His gut fell into his ass, he felt terrible for having to hear those words, but he understood why she asked. “No… no, I’m fine. Just… broke one of my spoons.” Buck gulped as he brushed the broken pieces into the trash can. Shuri watched him through the camera, trying to notice anything different about his face, thankfully there was no change. “James, what are you planning on doing with this information? This can’t be good for you, or her. I mean, have you even told her that you’re doing this?” He was quiet for a moment, he didn’t think of how she’d react to this whole thing. But he shook his head and took a deep breath, “No, but I’ll talk to her when she wakes up…” Shuri just nodded and looked at her hands for the briefest of moments.

“Good. Well, I’ll let you think of something. You’re free to delete those files if you want to. And get some rest.” Bucky smiled and nodded, “Thank you, Shuri… for everything.” She smiled back, happy that she could help, in whatever way he needed. “You’re welcome, James. You be good to that lady friend of yours, next time I come to visit, I’d like to meet her.” He chuckled softly and blushed a little as he looked at her through the screen, “I will, and it’s a deal. Have a good afternoon, Shuri.”

Bucky thanked her again softly before he hit the end call button, just in time for Steve to burst through the front door and scare the bejeezus out of him. “HE DID WHAT TO HER?!” He was whisper-screaming as he hipped Bucky out of the way, making the kitchen stool skid across the wooden floor. “Jesus Christ, Steven! What the shit?!” He whisper-screamed back at him, just to see Steve trying to scroll through all of the documents Shuri sent him. But Buck was quick to shut the laptop on him, keeping him from seeing all of the nitty-gritty details he didn’t need to know. “Literally none of that is your business. Now, what did you hear?”

Steve went beet red as he turned Bucky, tapping his foot annoyedly. “I heard enough! Some ex called Nesbitt who not only raped her, but got off scot-free.”
“It’s Nevin, but go off, queen.”
“Like who the fuck does this little prick think he is?”
“Wow. Prick. Quite the language.”
“You’re killing my rage, you know that?”
“Yeah, because it’s not yours to rage about.”
Steve’s jaw hit the floor, “How can you say that? Aren’t you mad?!” Bucky just crossed his arms and propped his hip against the counter. “Yes, I am. I am very fucking mad. But I’m not about to fly off the handle and do something… just yet at least…” He closed his eyes and gathered himself for a moment. “I’m doing my best not to rage out… because this is all so fucking unfair. But it’s not my anger to have. I can be mad that this happened, but until I get the okay, I will not act upon any urges and skin that little fucker alive…”

Steve frowned for a bit, he didn’t realize Bucky felt so strongly about all of this. But of course he did, he really really liked her. Instead, Steve just pouted as he gently stomped his foot. “Plus, you were not supposed to hear any of that.” Bucky waved his hand over his computer as he spoke. Steve groaned and rubbed his face, “Fine then… but… ugh! I’m just so mad about this!” But Bucky just cocked his head and sighed, “Then imagine how she feels.” Steve pursed his lips and blinked dumbly at him for a second before he crossed his arms and leaned against the kitchen island. “I’ll… I’ll shut up now…” He felt stupid for getting all in a tizzy over something he had no business knowing, but Buck knew his heart was in the right place. “Now all I have to do is tell her I looked into her ex…”

Buck had to bribe Steve with a full breakfast to keep him from getting his shorts in a wad again, and possibly waking Y/n up before she was ready. It was past 2 in the afternoon when she finally toddled out of his room, now wearing one of his shirts and a pair of his sweatpants. She looked tired, dark circles under her tear stained, puffy eyes. Steve bit his lips and sat forward on the couch, still holding his second plate of breakfast. “‘Morning…” Her voice was soft and a little raspy from crying so much the night before. It hurt Bucky’s heart to see her look so small and defenseless. He walked over to her with a cup of coffee in hand for her. “Good morning, baby.” She smiled softly at him and took the mug gently, “Hey, handsome.” She stood up on her tippy toes and gently kissed his cheek before walking with him back to the kitchen.

He helped her sit at the island as he fixed her a plate. It was exactly what she needed: hash browns, cheesy eggs, sausage, toast, even a little plate of silver dollar pancakes with butter and whipped cream on top. She smiled softly at her breakfast and grabbed the hot sauce as he spoke. “So… I need to tell you something…” She nodded and cut a bite full of pancakes as she picked up a piece of toast. He wrung his hands before he took another deep breath. “I called my friend in Wakanda… and… I asked her to track down your ex.” “And she got you his entire background, including the police reports and school transcript.”

Buck went pale as Steve looked back at them with a mouthful of egg, both of them shocked that she already knew. But Y/n just smiled and reached for his cheek, “You and your computer aren’t very quiet.” She glanced over to Steve sitting there sheepishly, “And neither are you, little miss worry wart.” She winked at him and he blushed at her nickname for him as he slowly turned back at the TV, continuing to eat his brunch. “So… you’re not mad?” She stroked the apple of his cheek and shook her head. “No, I’m not. But… May I ask why?” Even Steve side-eyed back at Bucky, slightly eager to hear the answer.

But Buck bit his lip, “I guess old training dies hard…” Y/n and Steve frowned a little bit, knowing exactly what he was talking about. “Keep your enemies closer, am I right?” He tried chuckling but it came out much too sad. Y/n slid off her seat and stood on her tippy toes to hug him close, wrapping her arms around his neck and gently scratching his back. “It’s okay, Bucky.” He slowly closed his eyes at how soft and sweet her voice sounded, wrapping his arms around her as well and keeping her pressed against him.

Steve smiled at the sight of them, they were just so cute together. But they were still in deep water; Y/n was just barely recovering from the letter and having to relive all of her trauma, and Bucky was trying not to let himself get overwhelmed with anger again. But for now, they just held one another for as long as they needed in his kitchen.

Chapter Text

Bucky took his time walking up the stairs, running his hand through his hair again, tugging at it gently. Y/n had moved back to her apartment, but still asked Buck to pick up some groceries for her every now and then. It was only fair, he had been staying with her on and off for roughly 3 weeks now. He’d never hold it against her, he wanted her to feel safe, he just hated Nevin for making her fear going outside for long periods of time.

He finally came to her door, running his hand through his hair again and humming a bit as he tugged on it again, pulling his copy of her key out of his pocket. Buck tapped their secret code on the door frame so she knew it was him before he unlocked her door. He smiled when he walked in to see her making her favorite pasta dish, dicing up tomatoes with her back to him. “Hey dollface.” He chuckled happily when he saw her wiggle happily in her place, just from hearing his voice. “Oh good, you’re back. I was gonna call and make doubly sure you got an extra red onion. I realized I was running low and–” She froze mid sentence when she finally turned around and looked at him; Her lips were parted as she stared at him, and he suddenly felt very self conscious. He’d gotten his hair cut… nearly all of it. It was trimmed short on the sides, but still long enough to run her fingers through, and the top was softly flipped up… it must have been how his hair naturally fell when it was short.

They were both silent for a while until she spoke again. “Your hair…” Buck bit his lips and scratched at the back of his head again, suddenly feeling bad for not letting her know. “Uh… yeah… I- I thought it could be time for a change…” She watched him again, making her way closer to him. “My mom used to say that hair holds memories and negative energy… maybe even trauma.” She slowly blinked and reached up to run her fingers through his new hair. At this length, it felt much more soft, even lush. He closed his eyes when he felt her take her time feeling hsi new hair, raking her nails gently along the back of his head and his neck. A sweet smile slowly crept up on her face, her hand still in his hair. “It suits you.” He sighed and leaned into her touch, reaching to press the palm of her hand to his cheek when she went to pull away from his hair. “Thank you, baby.” His voice was soft and full of appreciation. Her eyes were so soft as she looked up at him, stroking his cheek before she leaned up and kissed him softly, loving how he always melted into her.

They finally snuggled up against the couch with a bowl of pasta in hand, lazily watching Hulu as well. Bucky glanced at her, he was relieved to see her finally relaxing again, splayed out on her couch in the ultimate lounging position; she’d been so wound tight, it was unreal, jumping at nearly any noise outside her bedroom window, despite being on the 4th floor. Seeing her jump and panic at every little thing broke his heart, he tried so hard to protect her, yet he felt so helpless. He smiled and kissed her head when she shifted positions, resting her head on his shoulder, letting him wrap his arm around her to hold her close.

They sat there, snuggled for a moment while he thought. He finally hummed and finally looked down her, “Hey baby…” His heart melted when she looked up at him with those beautiful (e/c) eyes he loved so much. “I was thinking… you’ve been through so much these past few weeks… you really haven’t had a chance to relax and wind down.” She cocked her head and reached for his hand, gently kissing his fingers. “But baby, I’m okay, I promise. I feel much better than I did a few weeks ago.” He smiled all the same and gave her fingers a gentle squeeze. “I know. But still, there’s something I wanna do for you.”

Y/n cocked her head, still confused about what he meant. But all that was pushed aside when he leaned in and softly kissed her, making her tummy flutter and a chill run up her spine. She had to admit, the man knew exactly how to kiss. He slowly leaned forward and laid her down, taking his time to move his hand down her side to her grip hip. “Will you be okay if I do this?” Her head spun from just his kiss, it was so passionate and full of emotion. She clung to him, wrapping her arms around his neck as she moaned. “You can do whatever you want to do to me, babe.” She missed feeling the weight of him on top of her, he felt just too good on her.

He started to make his way down her body, kissing her neck and over her breasts through her thin tank top. She softly gasped when she felt him tug at the band of her shorts. “Buck…” He looks up at her, freezing in place. “I’ll stop if it’s too much…” He paused, waiting for her to give him the okay. She stayed still, looking down at him before she slowly nodded, “No, keep going,” Her voice was soft as she relaxed back on the pillows. He bit his lip, pulling her shorts down as he kissed her hips and tummy. Y/n let in a soft, shaky gasp as she lifted her hips, letting her shorts and panties get tugged off and tossed to the floor.

He slowly smiled when he saw her shyly pressing her legs together, but he was gentle to take his time with her, kissing her soft thighs as he parted them, only for him. She was beautiful, she had been skipping her bikini waxes, letting a little fuzz grow, but it was perfect. He couldn’t stop himself from leaning in, giving her mound a sweet kiss as he gently dug his fingertips into her soft thighs. She gasped again, nails already scratching at the material of her couch. His breath was warm on her as he kept kissing her: over her mound, inside her thighs, her delicate lips. It all felt so nice, even though he hadn't started the deed yet, she was already sighing in contentment.

He finally parted her lips, exposing every bit of her pretty pink pussy to him. A low, long growl came from his throat as he looked at her. She was so damn beautiful, he refused to take a moment before he leaned in, circling the tip of his tongue around her sensitive clit, loving how she jumped at the sensation; he was quick to hold her down, wrapping his arms under her thighs and keeping her planted firmly in place. He loved how she wiggled on him, and how she sounded as he took his time teasing and pampering her: gently sucking on her inner lips, spelling his name over her clit, making her wetter and wetter by the second.

“B- Bucky! I- *gasp* Oh my God…” Her moans and pleads were like music to his ears, as he finally ran his tongue down on her, finally slipping his long, soft appendage inside her. Her brain short circuited when he entered her, her eyes rolling back as she gripped the couch and his new shorn hair. He practically purred at the sound of her moaning his name and trying to squirm away from him, but he held her tightly in place, keeping his face buried between her legs for as long as he wanted. When he was satisfied with wiggling his tongue inside her, he carefully pulled all the way out of her, only to replace his oral member with his fingers. She’d always mentioned what it would feel like to have him finger her with *that* hand, and now she was getting it.

Her head spun as they slid inside her, they were cool, and much smoother than she thought they’d be, filling her just enough to almost want more. “I… may have forgotten to mention one little feature about my arm…” She looked down at him, her cheeks already rosy from panting as she squeezed on him. “What’s tha–'' She was cut off when she felt his fingers start to vibrate inside her, crooking his fingers just so to stroke her G-spot. He wastes no time to attach his mouth to her clit again, enjoying the sound of her whimpering in ecstasy. He gently sucks on her as he makes figure 8’s on her increasingly sensitive inner lips and clitorus.

Y/n started panting, her orgasm coming up on her quicker and quicker as he took his time with her. “Buck… I’m gonna- Ah!” He smiled slowly, pulling away from her pussy to whisper, “I know… cum for me, pretty girl. Let it all go…” Her heart pounded in her chest, she didn’t realize how much stress she was holding back with all that was happening lately, and here was her man, taking care of her to help release all that pent up stress. All she could focus on was how good Bucky’s mouth felt, and how deep those vibrating fingers of his felt, hitting and stroking all the right spots. She clenched around his vibranium fingers and moaned out as she came hard, “B- Bucky!” He smirked as his touch sensors registered her clenching rhythmically on him, letting her orgasm wash over her as he prolonged it as much as he could.

Her chest heaved as she felt her climax rush through her body, feeling like fireworks again. He was gentle to slow his vibrations before gently pulling his fingers out, making sure she caught a glimpse of him slowly licking his them clean. She whined and grabbed him by the shirt, pulling him up to lay on top of her, needing his beefy crushing weight to help ground her from her high. “You feel better, baby?” He smiled as he heard her huff softly, “Yes… holy fuck…” She clung to him like a much needed life line. He hovers over her and smiles, gently squishing her and letting her cling to him as much as she needs, letting her come down from her orgasm.

She sighs happily, forgetting herself as she softly whispers, “I love you.”

Buck freezed on top of her, opening his eyes to look at her as she does as well. Neither of them move until Bucky whispers back, “You…” He’s almost certain she can hear his heart race in his chest. By the time he looked down at her, he could see she’d pulled her hands away, hiding her face in her small hands. “Oh my fucking God…” He almost let his chuckle slip out, she was so adorable like this, all embarrassed, and cheeks so pink that they spread to the tops of her ears.

He sat up and pulled her along with him, gently easing her hands away from her face to see she already had tears of embarrassment in her eyes. But his heart skipped a beat as he gently rubbed her knuckles with his thumb, “Is it true? Do you love me?” His eyes were so soft as Y/n bite her lips, the last time she told someone she loved them, they ended up hurting her very badly. But she closed her eyes for a moment before she looked down at her hands in his, her voice, soft and meek. “Yes… I do love you…” She braced herself, waiting for him to say or do anything. But Bucky gently took her cheeks in his hands, gently lifting her face so she could look at him. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw just how beautiful and soulful his steel blue eyes are. “Baby… I love you too… God, I’ve wanted to tell you that for so long now…”

She blushed, slowly smiling up at him. “Feels nice to say it…” She reached to hold his wrist as she batted her eyelashes at him, her tears falling from her eyes, “I love you.” He basked in her soft words as he gently pressed his forehead against hers, “I love you.” He leaned in to kiss her, his lips still coated in her cum as he took his time, but she didn’t care as she kissed him back.

Neither of them wanted to move from their spot on the couch, softly murmuring how they loved one another, all while kissing and touching each other like their lives depended on it.

~~~

“I’ll just need a major credit card from you to complete your translation, sir.”

He smirked at the teenage cashier, opening his wallet and handing her his card. “I called before I arrived in New York, I had some specific requests…” The cashier flustered for a moment as she pulled out a small stack of papers, “Oh, okay… what was the name on that?” He slowly smiled, drilling his eyes into her… making her very uncomfortable. “Prescott. Nevin Prescott.”

She looked through the notes, seeing he wanted a shipping container in a more secluded part of the dock, in an area hardly anyone went to. But she bit her lips and nodded, pulling the paper from the stack. “Ah, yes. I see it right here…”

She swiped the card and grabbed his receipt from the printer, turning for a moment to reach the key to his unit. “I’ll need a signature for our records, and your shipping container is number G56.”

He snatched the key from her, tucking it in his jacket pocket. “You don’t need a signature.” He turned and walked off, army green duffle bag in hand as he headed to his rented shipping container. The teenage cashier gulped hard, feeling very uneasy from his presence, especially with such an odd request he had asked for. But she willed herself not to think about it too much… or what a man like that could have in store for such a private shipping container.