Steve

Steve stood under the path of the hot water. He closed his eyes and let it run down his face. He exhaled as the water moved down his shoulders and his back. He looked down, he opened his eyes. He watched as the remaining mud flowed off of him and into the drain. He grabbed the soap and washed himself, he needed to get all the mud off of him. He washed his hair and rinsed.

Steve turned off the water and he stood still and he stared at the wall, he let the remaining water from the shower head drop onto his neck and the back of his head. He opened the door to the shower, he walked out grabbing his hanging towel near the door. He rubbed his head quickly and he dried his torso, he wrapped the towel around his waist and he walked out of the showers. He came to a hallway and he walked down it toward his quarters. He did had a shower in his quarters, but the facility's was closer.

He walked past a hallway and then he turned the corner to where his quarters were, they were the next door. He bumped into someone and an I-pad hit the floor. Steve saw that it was Miss Belova, her eyes were in shock, and he knelt down and picked up the I-pad. He held it out to her.

"Sorry ma'am, my bad" he said calmly

She couldn't believe she had ran into him, and he was shirtless. Belova was flustered as she looked at Steve's bare chest and his defined muscles. She tried to say something, but the only thing coming out of her mouth were stuttered words.

"It's… o…k um… thank… y…you" she said not being able to pronounce her words.

Steve looked at her as she took the I-pad out of his hand, his other was keeping the towel together. He was smiling calmly, but he was freaking out on the inside, he really should have used his own quarters for the shower. He knew it was too late now to get flustered by it, but he couldn't help but blush by the way her eyes moved up and down, gazing at him like he was a fine piece of art, or a piece of meat. He gave her a slight nod and walked past her and he left her in the hallway as he entered his quarters.

Belova stood there in utter shock, she couldn't move her legs, and her mind kept going to the clear image of his glorious abs. She held back an embarrassed smile, she got the use of her legs after a minute and she continued on with whatever she was doing before she smacked into Captain America's bare chest. She couldn't believe how flustered she was, she took a deep breath and pushed on toward the tech room.

Steve was halfway dressed when he heard a knock on the door, he glanced over at the door "Hold on a sec" he said, he slipped the blue shirt in his hands over his head and onto his torso. Only missing socks, he opened the door to see Sam standing there.

"What's wrong with you?" Sam asked

"What?" Steve responded confused

"You damn near made the woman melt" Sam said slightly holding back a smirk.

Steve slightly rolled his eyes at him "Not my type" Steve went back for his socks, Sam walked in following him.

"You hungry?" he asked while looking at the wall with a huge world map on it with clippings of Bucky on them with red lines leading to possible and confirmed sighting of him. The most recent area was Moscow.

"I see you didn't stop looking for him"

"I'm not looking for him, just keeping track of him, and yes I'm hungry" Steve said slipping his socks onto his feet while answering his question.

Sam nodded and he saw a few green dots in Fiji. He glanced back at him "What are these?" he asked putting his finger on the map.

Steve looked up seeing where Sam's finger was placed. He looked at him "Nothing"

Sam turned his head back to the map, he frowned. "Wasn't Banner suspected of going to Fiji?"

"Yes"

"You looking for him to?" Sam asked

"No" Steve said bluntly

"Then what's you interest in Fiji?" Sam asked slightly worried, whenever Steve looked for Bucky he would be caught up in it for days and wouldn't sleep or eat, he usually became very irritable.

"Nothing, now just leave it at that" Steve said, a little harsher than how he meant to say it.

"Ok, calm down" Sam said walking away from the wall.

"So you have an idea for breakfast?" Steve asked, wanting to change the subject.

"I hear that the bar near the Grand Station has some pretty good food" Sam said

"Barton?" Steve asked

Sam nodded "Yes it is recommended by Barton"

"Ok, well you're driving" Steve said standing once he had to shoes tied. He walked out of his quarters leaving Sam alone.

Sam was smiling, he turned his head toward the wall staring at the green dots and his smile faded slightly. What could he be looking for in Fiji?

Steve smelled the city as he walked toward Hick's bar. He was a few feet behind Sam, who was much more joyful than he looked. Steve had both his hands in his pockets and he was looking at the ground as he walked. He was wearing a ball cap and he had glasses on. Not the best disguise, but if no one got a good look at him, it worked. Not to mention he wasn't exactly acting like Captain America at the moment. Sam walked into the bar, Steve was close behind, but he stopped at the door. He put his hand on the door and he paused. He sighed and he looked up at the sky, or at least what he could see from the buildings blocking most of it from where he was standing.

His thoughts went from Bucky, to Natasha. He really wished he knew where they both were. He was more interested in knowing where Natasha was, which surprised him. For a year he was obsessed with Bucky, but now he knew that he would show up, eventually. Natasha she was unpredictable he had no idea what she would do or when she would come back. He never really noticed how much he missed her till today. He got out of his thoughts and opened the door, not wanting to keep Sam waiting.

He saw Sam sitting at a booth in the far back, he followed and sat down. Sam was looking at a menu.

"Breakfast in a bar" Steve said grabbing the menu.

"It's more of a restaurant with a bar" Sam countered without looking up from the menu

"Well, I guess I'm just used to making breakfast, I always mad breakfast for Nat… myself" He quickly countered.

"Well, sometimes you just need to go out and have some breakfast from another source" Sam said placing the menu back on the table.

"Well yeah, but… just forget I said anything" Steve said looking at the breakfast part of the menu

"Ok Cap, somethings up." Sam said

Steve glanced at Sam, who was now staring at him "Nothing's up" Steve said eyeing him closely

"Uh-huh sure"

"Sam nothing is wrong" Steve said trying to be reassuring, he didn't know if it was to him or to himself.

"Come on, you get up earlier and earlier"

"For my workout, increasing my amount"

"You don't need to increase your amount Steve, look I know your PTSD has come back a little"

Steve lightly chuckled, a little was a funny way to put it. "I'm dealing with it"

"I know you are, it is getting better, but you aren't exactly normal are you"

Steve knew where he was going "Look I guess what Wanda did to me in that ship affected me more than I thought. I'm handling it"

"You're past what Wanda did to you, remember you told me that you have dreams with past memories. It was nothing you haven't been through before"

"I know"

"Are we sure that this isn't just a normal reaction you're having from the war?"

"I can live with that" Steve said knowing that wasn't what it was.

"Then what is it, we know it isn't the war, or what your life could have been"

"I don't know Sam" Steve said looking at the table, breaking eye contact.

"You remember last year when you visited me and you seemed to not know what you wanted to do with yourself."

"Yeah"

"Is it that?" Sam asked

"How would that give me PTSD?" Steve asked

"It wouldn't, but it could make you think about your life, and all your experiences"

"So what you're saying is that I'm trying to find out what I want from this world we live in and finding it is making me relive my past experiences?"

"When you put it like that, it sounds crazy" Sam said seeing that he wasn't helping.

"It does, but I've seen something's that I would have thought were crazy, but now they just seem normal to me"

Sam almost want to grab him by the shoulders and tell him about him and Natasha. He could see that the brainwashing got rid of the memory, but it slightly made him worse. Now he was having war experiences in training sessions, he knew that he never would tell him, but he knew. He would get that look in his eye, like he was seeing something else. Sam just wanted the old Steve back, the one that wasn't so elusive with his point of view, he seemed to avoid every question that he ever asked.

A waitress walked over with a notepad "What can I get you gentlemen?" She asked

Steve looked up at her and he told her his order, Sam did the same. They both gave her the menus and Steve smiled at her. The waitress smile back and lightly giggled.

"You do know that you are making every woman around you starting to melt?" Sam said smiling

"That is why I am not going to date them" Steve said

"That's just stupid" Sam said, but he was just happy that they had changed the subject.

"I've only met a few women who have not 'melted' as you put it when I look at them and smile" Steve said

"Yeah one is in a nursing home, and another is nowhere to be found" Sam said under his breath.

Steve didn't hear him, and he drank his coffee and he sat there quietly till the food came out.

Bucky

Bucky was lying on his small cot in his Quinjet. He was sleeping peacefully. He was still recovering from being almost killed five months ago. He stirred and opened his eyes slowly. He was facing the rest of the Quinjet with his back to the hull and he was on the edge of the cot. He was under a blanket, it came to his shoulders. He slightly sighed and he remembered where he was. He felt a hand on his chest. The hand was limp, whoever it was, was still asleep. Bucky turned his head trying not to wake her.

He saw Hill lying next to him, they were both naked and under the blanket, her hair was down and it was covering her neck slightly. Bucky smirked and he turned his body toward her and he put his real hand on her face. He lightly rubbed her cheek with his thumb. He felt her hand move across his chest and go to his jaw. Her eyes opened, he smiled at her, and she gave him a tired smile back. Bucky took her hand in his left one. He kissed her hand, she giggled and she kissed him.

Bucky pulled her close and she was against him, He could feel the warmth of her skin. Its smoothness, he moved his hand down her back grabbing her ass. Hill's eyes went from tired to more alert with a hint of lust in them. Bucky felt her hand moving down his chest to his abdomen. Bucky kissed her and he felt her hand reach his waist, she grabbed him and he was already hard. Hill smiled and she slowly stroked it in her hand. Bucky softly moaned and he pulled her close and he left leg went over his waist. His cock rubbed against her inner thigh, making her gasp.

Bucky moved his hand to her breasts and he slowly massaged them. He kissed her as his hand moved down her smooth skin toward her waist. He found the wetness between her legs and he lightly rubbed with circalunar motions. Hill's mouth opened and a lustful gasp of pleasure escaped. Bucky moaned as her hand gripped him tighter and stroked him faster. He rolled over and she was on her back and she was breathing heavily as he kissed her neck. Her hands went to his back and she moaned as his mouth moved from her neck to her breasts.

He put his mouth around one of her nipples and he massaged it with his tongue with a circular motion. Hill closed her eyes and she moaned as she felt the pleasure from his mouth. Bucky kissed each breast and he sucked on the other nipple, making her moan loudly. Hill had her legs around his waist and his cock was rubbing against her pelvis. Bucky moved his hand down and he positioned himself against her vagina. Hill wanted him to enter her and she felt his cock move into her slowly.

Bucky kept his breathing calm as he entered her. He could feel the warmth of her velvety folds welcoming him. He continued and he could feel her pulsing around him. He moved his hips with increased speed, he was gradually going faster. Hill had her legs around him and she pulled him against her, making him go deeper inside of her. Bucky moaned and he kissed her neck as he fucked her.

Hill's nails dug into his back and he could feel her gripping him, he kissed her and his tongue slipped into her mouth and danced with hers. Bucky rolled over and she was on top now. She had her hands on his chest and she moved up and down at a steady pace. Bucky's hand rubbed against her breasts as his metal hand rested on her lower back. He moved his hand from her breasts to her ass and he held both cheeks with his hands. He moved his arms making her go faster and his cock pumped into her harder. She moaned loudly and Bucky smacked her ass with his real hand.

She gasped at the sudden burst on slight pain that tingled through her waist. Bucky sat up and he moved his metal hand to her lower back and kept her from falling away from him. He kissed her neck and she had her arms around him with her hand running through his hair. He could feel himself going to his limit. Hill could tell he was close from his cock getting harder. She was close as well. She pushed him down and her hands kept him there while also resting on his chest.

She moved faster and she could feel him against her upper wall and she moaned as the wave of pleasure was taking action and moving down toward her waist. Bucky had his hands on her waist and held her there as she moved faster. He could feel the tension rising and the pressure. He was breathing heavily and her mouth was open wide and every time she moved down onto him a loud moan escaped her lips.

Hill was about to cum and she put her hand on Bucky's face and she leaned down and kissed him. Their tongues continued their dance as both their climaxes took place. Bucky moaned as she moved and they stayed there in that moment, not wanting to think about anything besides that they were together.

Bucky was sitting on the cot with his clothes on and he watched as Hill clipped her bra on. She was standing in front of him and he looked at her beautiful body. He wanted to take her again. He tossed her shirt to her and she slipped it over her head. Bucky stood up and he pulled her close and kissed her.

"It sucks that you have to go back to work" Bucky said

"Well you are the one who wanted me to help out Fury and the Avengers" she said grabbing her belt from the floor.

"Well yeah, but that doesn't mean I don't want you to stay"

"Then come back with me" Hill said

"And walk into the Avenger's new facility and say hi to Steve and everyone else?"

"It could be worse"

Bucky nodded "Not yet, I don't think I'm ready"

"You're not ready? Really you?"

"What?"

"Nothing, it's just all of Moscow is in your debt and you went up in the sky in a Quinjet with a bomb and then jumped out of it. And you're scared to show your face to Steve"

"If you put it like that, yeah" Bucky said

"Unbelievable" Hill said walking toward the cot for her shoes.

"Maria, it's more complicated than you realize"

"Then tell me" Hill said

Bucky opened his mouth and he hesitated. Hill looked at him and rolled her eyes "Fine keep it to yourself" she said walking past him.

"Maria" Bucky said but she wasn't going to answer him. "I'll take you home" he said

Bucky walked toward the cock pit and climbed into the chair, clipping on the buckles. He took the Quinjet out of Hover and auto-pilot and he hit the throttle and the Quinjet flew in the direction of New York.