Tuesday grinned lazily as she stared up into Bucky's crystalline blue eyes. He had her pinned to the wall by her wrists, his pelvis grinding into hers and his knee keeping her legs spread. His breathing was ragged, pupils blown wide. He was hers, and they both knew it. "Bucky,"she softly exhaled, the cool kiss of her breath fanning over his neck and making him shiver. "Bucky," she sighed again, leaving a ghost of a kiss against the corner of his mouth, and another along his jaw.
She could feel him against her, warm and ready. But it wasn't time yet. She hadn't had her fill of fun. She wasn't done punishing him for trying to deny her what she wanted. Tuesday broke eye contact and put subtle pressure against him. It was harder than she thought to break his hold. Not because he was being unduly rough with her, but being surrounded with all of his...manhood, was slightly overwhelming, even for a seasoned vet.
"Tues. Don't go." He croaked. For a moment, she was tempted to give in. Then, she remembered all he put her through to get to this point. No one had ever made the chase this difficult. Not for the first time, she let her ego override her hormones. She turned her back on him and moved a short distance away. Turning slightly back to him, she smirked. "Sorry, Buck. Maybe next time." She stretched giving him an unparalleled view of her figure before sauntering away.