A/N: You guys are awesome - the response has been way better than I thought so thank you for that. Here we are; fight scene here without leaving you hanging for too long! Hope it lives up to expectations...

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Warning: Violence, body modifications, language and we've finally got some smut goodness (be gentle).

A Chance to Make Anew

Chapter 3:

Barton and the Witch were looking gleeful as Rogers and Tony stood opposite each other on the mat, hissing to each other about how badly they thought the genius was going to lose. On the other side of the room, the New Avengers seemed to be making bets on how fast Tony was going to finish up, grinning and shaking their heads at each other.

"Same rules apply; knocked off the mat or pinned only."

It looked as if Rhodes was aiming that comment more towards Tony than Rogers which Bucky found rather odd considering Rhodes had been acting like a looming shadow of warning anytime Tony was around Rogers especially since they had arrived back at the compound.

Steve was in a relaxed pose clearly expecting an easy win while Tony rested on the balls of his feet in a position that would allow him to move in any direction he needed. The pair stared at each other for a couple of movements until Steve obviously got a bit impatient and made the first move, opening with a left jab that was followed up by a right swing. Tony countered it easily and used the momentum of Steve's own punch against him making him stumble forward as Tony slipped around him much to his visible surprise.

Rogers seemed to reevaluate things before moving again, this time actually putting a modicum of effort in but each of his moves was counted swiftly by Tony, who never stood still and seemed to know what was coming before it happened much to Rogers' frustration.

"You actually have to fight back, Tony!" Rogers huffed, as Tony once again countered his move and pushed him away. "You can't rely on defence or you are going to get other people hurt."

The change that came over the engineer was instant; he went from light and bouncy to a poised predator.

"Tones, don't-," Rhodes called out, obviously knowing what was about to happen but he was too late because Tony was moving in a second.

A left handed punch to the throat and two vicious follow up jabs to the kidneys, a perfectly aimed kick to the knee that landed with a sickening crack quickly followed by a spinning back punch directly to the face sent Rogers slamming to the floor in a matter of seconds.

"What the hell, Stark?" Rogers snarled at him, and Tony sneered.

"You told me to fight back. Don't like it when someone is better at it than you?"

Rogers expression went dark. With surprising speed launched himself up and headbutted Tony in the face breaking his nose with a rush of blood, his following punch landed on Tony's shoulder as well, but his kick to the chest was blocked and turned back on him.

And then they were brawling.

Faster than what should have possible the pair of them exchanged blows. Bucky tracked their movements, watching as Tony took calculated hits so he could deliver his own savage blows slowly wearing Rogers down. He moved like an animal, sly and graceful before going in for the kill; Bucky was hypnotised. And go in for the kill did he ever.

Tony ducked under a wild right hook from Steve and aimed a solid punch on his already damaged knee, spinning around to catch the followed left swing he twisted it brutally until it audibly popped out of it's socket. Steve tried to get up but Tony kicked out his other leg and finished him with an absolutely beautiful round house to the chest sending Rogers flying off the mats with a groan of pain over the sound of his ribs breaking. There was utter silence in the training room until the teens burst in to cheers congratulating Tony on his win.

"How the fuck did you do that?" Barton demanded, stalking forward in what Bucky thought was the dumbest move he'd made to date.

Tony regarded them coldly before his skin lit up like embers burning on a fire and his eyes shone an inhuman Arc Reaction blue as his nose healed itself instantly. Bucky had never been more turned on in his life. Barton recoiled from the luminous eyes staring at Stark as if he'd never seen him before.

"What have you done, Tony?" Rogers breathed horrified, once again on his feet with the help of Romanoff and Wilson.

"When you slam a Vibranium shield with enough strength to cave in an Iron Man chest piece and slice an Arc Reactor in half, what do you expect that to do to the very human and flashy body underneath, Rogers?"

Steve's face drained of colour regarding Tony horrified only to receive a look of utter disdain in return.

"Tony I-,"

"Save it; you got your show; get out of my sight."

For once, none of the Rogues argues and they left the room immediately. Tony relaxed only slightly and nodded to Rhodey when the Colonel looked to see if he was alright. That seemed to be the que for the rest of the room to empty but Bucky found himself unable to move, eyes fixated on Tony, and slowly those glowing eyes turned to face him.

The Winter Solider swallowed around a bone dry throat. Bucky had known there was an edge of danger Stark wore around him since the first day he arrived and to be able to witness it in such a show of ferocity and elegance made him breathless, even more so when somewhere in the back of his mind he realised that Tony had calculatingly goaded Rogers into the fight from the very beginning. Tony looked him over and smirked, stalking towards Bucky with measured steps like he was stalking his prey and backed him up against the wall.

"Did you like the show, мой солдат?" (my solider) Tony asked him lowly, pressing his whole body up against Bucky in a long line of heat. Bucky nodded wordlessly not capable of anything else and Tony's smirk gained teeth, he raised a hand and ran it through Bucky's hair before he tightened his grip and yanked his head back. The engineer licked a burning strip along Bucky's throat and nipped at him just below his ear.

"Speak up, Solda't, I can't here you." He ordered. Bucky was too far gone to be embarrassed by the high keen that escaped him; he realised his breaths were coming in short, sharp bursts as he tried to find actual words.

"Da, da, yeah, Блядь!" (fuck) He managed to gasp out and Tony hummed.

"Good boy."

Bucky whimpered, the words sending warmth flowing through him in a way he didn't expect and he felt a bit weak at the knees.

"Please please please, Tony please."

"Hm you beg so prettily for me, Sicarius," (Assassin) Tony cooed, "tell me what you want."

"You!" Bucky rasped, his words sounding more Russian by the second "just-just anything, please Antoshka. Дай мне все. Пожалуйста!" (Give me everything please)

"I'll remind you of that when I've got you bent over being fucked into my mattress." Tony stated darkly and Bucky groaned in need. Tony suddenly pulled away dragging Bucky with him as he headed out of the training room, for the first time in 70 years Bucky actually stumbled as he followed as his legs weren't quite working the way they were supposed to. He found himself shoved into an elevator and then Tony was there, hand in his hair and the other tight on his hip keeping him still, pressing a bruising kiss to his lips and Bucky was weak to do anything other than hold on for the ride.

Kissing Tony was like being caught in a hurricane; it was a rush of power before it blew everything else away. Bucky didn't have time to admire what he assumed were Tony's rooms as he was rushed through, not that he cared all that much when he was pushed down on to a bed with Tony's hands pulling at his hair as he was kissed within an inch of his life. Bucky made a wounded sound when Tony released him and stepped back, reaching to bring the genius back closer to him but the other man smirked as he shook his head.

"Ah ah less of that." He chided, "strip for me. Slowly."

It took a few seconds for Bucky to register the words Tony said then he jolted to his feet and despite feeling jittery all over he slowly peeled his clothes from his body under the watchful and covetous gaze Tony glued to him.

"Mm you're like the perfect pretty present there for me to unwrap whenever I want." The billionaire murmured in delight when Bucky was bare before him. "I'm gonna mark you up, spoil you rotten and cover you in things that will show the world that you belong to me."

"Да, да, я буду твоей!" (Yeah, yeah I'll be yours) Bucky choked out in agreement and Tony gave him a wide grin that was half threatening as it was pleased.

"I'll hold you to that." He stated, pushing Bucky back on the bed. "Up,"

Bucky scrambled to push himself further up the bed, eyes never leaving Tony who followed him with a devious smile. His eyes lit up inhumanly blue again and the one-piece that Bucky found himself jealous of earlier suddenly rippled and swirled over Tony's body like liquid before melting into his skin.

"I think I'm dying." Bucky gasped out in garbled English, utterly unprepared for the combined attack of a technical marvel and Tony Stark completely naked hovering above him.

"Le petit mort." Tony agreed roguishly, and Bucky laughed until it trailed off into a moan as Tony wrapped his hand around his aching cock and slowly stroked the entire length. He kept up an almost punishingly slow pace and a strangled, almost inhuman whine sounded from his throat as a pleasurable fire licked along his spine, causing his brain to short and every single cell in his body honed in on the torturously slow strokes along his cock. It was too much and not enough at the same time, Tony's talented mouth had trailed down licking, biting down his neck and over his chest before focusing on his nipples making Bucky hiss.

"Tony please."

"What do you want, Tesoro?"

"More?"

"More?" He repeated lightly, releasing his nipple and turning to the other one "Like this?"

"Yes! No! Just fuck!"

"You gotta make up your mind, mio cara." He teased, the hand around his cock suddenly coming to a stop and Bucky could have cried.

"Fuck me already."

"Since you asked so nicely."

Tony pulled back flashing him a wide grin before flipping him over so he was on his front on his knees ass in the air, moving him exactly where the genius wanted him making Bucky shiver at the show of strength and control.

"Mm what a gorgeous sight." Tony murmured, hands trailing down his back and gripping his ass firmly, spreading his cheeks and blowing on his sensitive hole. Bucky felt his face heat at being so exposed, gripping one of the pillows in front of him so he could bury his face in it tense with anticipation and want.

There was a shuffle behind him before Tony's hands were back this time when he stroked his cock it was coated in lube, fast and sure in his movements Bucky was so lost in the sensation he jolted and tensed in surprise when a cold finger circled around his hole teasing and searching before slowly sliding in.

"Easy, bellissimo, I've got you."

Slowly he relaxed sinking into the duel sensation of Tony's hand around his cock and his finger stretching him open. A second was added and a twist of Tony's hand sent white hot pleasure licking up Bucky's spine making him cry out which the other man seemed to take as permission to hit that same spot over and over. Bucky barely noticed a third finger enter him, he could feel his orgasm building low in his belly and he was begging for more, harder, yes right there, Tony please. I'm so close!

"Let go for me, baby, come." Tony commanded, voice low and intense and Bucky was coming. The wave of pleasure swept over him beyond his control and vaguely he could hear Tony praising him somewhere behind him, gentle kisses pressed against his back. He slowly came back down to earth when he felt the little shocks shooting up his spine and the slow drag of Tony's fingers moving in and out of his body.

"T-Tony, I need-," He stuttered not sure what he wanted, the feeling overwhelming after his orgasm and the genius chuckled darkly.

"I believe I told you I'd have you bent over being fucked in to my mattress."

Bucky whined, pushing himself back on to those talented fingers desperate and wanton, spent cock waking back up at the promise in those words.

"Look at you," Tony murmured pleased, twisting his fingers to nail Bucky's prostate once again. "can't wait to take my cock."

"Yeah I wan' it, please, Tony, I wanna feel it, please."

"Fuck! Okay, yeah, okay."

Bucky found himself clenching around nothing as Tony removed his fingers, he held his breath as something larger pressed up against him and groaned as Tony sank in slowly stretching him open inch by inch until they were flush together. Bucky found his breaths coming in heaving pants back fully arched as he felt every inch of Tony filling him finally.

"God fuck you're tight." Tony hissed, forehead pressed to the middle of Bucky's back. "you feel fantastic around me, baby."

Tony pulled back slightly before sinking back in almost gently and Bucky whimpered needing more.

"'M not gonna break," He told the other man, and Tony laughed somewhat breathlessly.

"You might not," He joked but he got the message because the next thrust was much harder. Tony set up a bruising pace gripping his hips almost harshly as he made Bucky's body sing. He tried to move, pushing back to meet each thrust half way but it felt like he was more along for the ride, everything zeroed in to the feeling of Tony's cock sliding in and out of his body like it belonged there. His second orgasm was building quicker than he expected, low and pulsing in his stomach and he tried to get a hand around his own cock but Tony slapped him away.

"No, you'll come on my cock or not at all." He growled and Bucky could have screamed. Tony's movements started to become more and more erratic, the genius babbling in a mix of English and Italian as he chased his own release. Bucky begged for more, so close to the edge and Tony's hand found his hair pulling on it sharply and he was gone; his second orgasm slammed into him like a moving truck and he clenched down on Tony's cock.

The other man shouted something in Italian that his brain unable to translate at that point as he came, draping himself over Bucky's back as he rode out his own release. Once they had calmed down Tony gently pulled out making Bucky hiss at the overstimulation and collapsed down next to the ex-assassin with a pleased groan.

"10/10 will be fucking again."

Bucky snorted at that, turning his head to look at the engineer with a slight grin.

"Glad you approve."

"Oh you have no idea."

They laid there for a while with just the sounds of the breathing and Bucky found himself closing his eyes to just relish in the feeling of happiness he was experiencing at that moment. Bucky released a sound of discontent when Tony eventually pulled himself up and off the bed, but settled then the other man ran his fingers through his hair making a soothing sound. Bucky cracked an eye open just in time to see Tony vanish into his bathroom and return with a cloth, the engineer gently cleaned him up smiling softly down at Bucky like he was a rare treasure and Bucky felt himself blushing despite what they had just done. Tony obviously caught sight to the color on Bucky's cheeks because he grinned and shook his head.

"You don't know how dangerous you are, Snowflake."

Bucky made a questioning sound, higher brain function still not quite returned to him just yet, but Tony merely shook his head again. He tossed the cloth in the direction of the bathroom and, how Bucky wasn't quite sure, maneuvered them both under the covers. He draped himself over Tony, leeching from the other man's higher body temperature with relish, and the other man threaded his fingers through Bucky's hair making him settle with a pleased sigh.

"I'mma be spoiled after this." Bucky decided, words finally returning to him and Tony chuckled.

"Rest up, Winter Wonder, I've got many more plans for you."

Bucky shivered wondering how Tony managed to make that sound like a turn on and a threat at the same time, and made him desperately want to participate in all of said plans. He released another pleased sigh and felt himself slowly drift of, the last thing on his mind was that Tony Stark had well and truly ruined him.

There had always been stories about horrible morning afters but thankfully Bucky had the complete opposite; he woke up with Tony's mouth around his cock sucking any brain function he recovered right back out again. After that spectacular wake up, Tony made him pancakes (the only non-Italian dish he could make) and then proceeded focus his entire attention on Bucky's neck and collar because "I promised to mark you up, Red October, with your healing I'll have to keep on top of that."

Unfortunately, reality called so Bucky reluctantly left Tony's suite and dragged himself back down to his own rooms. He wasn't lucky enough to get there without crossing paths with anyone however, and found himself face to face with a deeply unimpressed Rhodes. The Colonel took one look at him and rolled his eyes so hard that Bucky felt it in his soul.

"About goddamn time." He grumbled, "I was close to locking the pair of you up; we didn't deserve the UST."

"You don't mind?" Bucky asked somewhat surprised; anyone with a set of eyes knew how protective the Colonel was of his best friend.

"Please! You look at Tony as if he's the best thing you've ever seen."

Bucky was well aware that a no doubt sappy expression came over his face but he didn't much care.

"He really is."

"Exactly; besides, you are uniquely able to deal with Tony's brand of intense. I'd wish you luck, but you know doubt relish in it." Rhodey told him with an amused shake of his head.

"Oh I can't wait." Bucky agreed with a smirk.

"As long as I don't hear about it I don't care."

"No promises, Colonel." Bucky joked and Rhodes shot him a look as he walked off.

"You're both as bad as one another."

He continued down to his rooms to have a shower and get cleared up and he was going to pull on the closest thing to him but then he paused. It hadn't escaped his notice that Tony, especially in the heat of the moment, had a possessive streak and Bucky found he liked it more than was probably healthy. He looked over his clothes, he hadn't really paid a huge amount of attention to what he wore, though he tried to at least look relatively good if only to make himself feel good.

Bucky decided on a pair of black skinny jeans as they were as close to his Winter Solider leathers as anything he owned, and a deep red Henley, which he slid the sleeves up to his elbows, before pulling his hair up into a messy bun on top of his head with a red hair tie allowing his marked neck to show clearly. He smirked to himself as he looked in the mirror: Tony's marks on his neck, hints of Tony's favourite things about him, wearing Tony's personal colours; if this worked he'd call this look Tony bait.

Bucky headed down to East wing kitchen to find Carol and Rhodes so they could finalise the further training plans for hand-to-hand fighting, Bucky wanted to go over a few things they had missed yesterday and hopefully he'd get to see Tony before he vanished to the workshop. Not that Bucky couldn't go to the workshop, but usually he was too busy watching Tony work than wanting to disturb the genius unless he had been working for an unhealthy amount of time.

The kitchen was busier than he expected with Jess, Luke and Matt in attendance as well as Tony, Hope and the two people Bucky was actually looking for. His eyes found Tony immediately and he had to forcefully keep his expression innocent as the engineer inhaled his coffee and started choking on it slightly once he caught sight of what Bucky was wearing. Rhodes reached over and pounded him on the back shaking his head in disappointment as he looked at his best friend.

"Why are you like this?"

"It's not my fault." Tony complained regaining his breath. He turned his attention back to Bucky and his eyes trained over him very appreciatively before he smiled all smug and pleased.

"Frosty."

The rest of the room all turned to greet him and collectively – bar Rhodey – paused to look at his neck then turned to look at Tony's smug countenance before breaking out in sarcastic applause and cheers

"So we can finally be in a room without the two of you drowning us in your UST." Hope said pleased. "Tony was getting obnoxious."

"Hey!"

"Yeah yeah, you're all so happy for us." Bucky mock grumbled waving them all off as he dropped down on the a free stool close to Carol and Rhodes. "'N anyway how'd you know I was with Tony? Couldda met someone else."

Collectively the group snorted at that.

"I haven't had to help Tony hide a body in a long time, let's not start now." Rhodes groused and more than one person shot him a look of concern.

"You do remember I was next to you yesterday in the gym, right?" Carol wondered, looking at him with a smirk. Bucky flushed slightly at that, especially when Tony raised a questioning eyebrow, while she laughed at him

"Even I can tell that you've been staring at Tony since you arrived." Matt added much to the amusement of the room and Bucky huffed somewhat offended.

"I've not been that bad."

"You have." They all stated together.

"You're all terrible people." Bucky decided and Hope patted him on the shoulder consolingly.

"If it makes you feel better, you weren't worse than Tony."

"Hey!" Tony complained again, "I'm right here."

"And we've all seen you all but burn a hole through Barnes with your staring." Jess scoffed, "we don't live here and we all know."

"That reminds me, I want to be there when we tell Strange Loki won the bet." Carol said with a smirk.

"There was a bet?" Tony questioned unimpressed and Hope shot him a look of pity.

"Harley started it; something about you nearly blowing up an experiment due to the Winter Model over there."

"Leave me outta this." Bucky help up his hands innocently, fighting back a grin. He remembered that day, he'd been once again stretched out in his leathers and Tony hadn't actually noticed his arrival as he had been deep in science with Harley and Peter. It was only by chance that he caught sight of Bucky and when he whipped back around to stare at his state of dress he had almost knocked over some rather dangerous chemicals; thankfully Peter's excellent reflexes saved them all.

"That little shit. Betrayed in my own house."

"Like you'll actually punish him, you spoil the kid and he knows it." Rhodes scoffed and Tony huffed.

"That's not true."

"Tones, you've always spoiled all of your people." Rhodey countered. "Remember that time you tried to give me an Island."

"He bought you an Island?" Bucky repeated interested.

"Tried to," Rhodes corrected, "I didn't accept it."

"Why not?"

"What the hell am I supposed to with an Island?" He demanded and Bucky looked at him as if he was mad.

"Declare cake pops the Island's national food, make it mandatory to never have to leave a bed before 10am and make sure everyone gets pool sized baths with jets." Bucky replied instantly without thought and then he pouted. "Aw now I want an Island."

"My god," Rhodes sighed, but he wasn't looking at Bucky he was shaking his head at Tony, who looked oddly pleased at something. "Don't drown the guy, Tones."

"You heard him; it'll be fine." Tony brushed off moving towards the coffee maker. "I have upgrades to finish and a long list of thing I need to get started on."

"Don't forget to get back to Pepper." Rhodey reminded him and Tony groaned.

"More paperwork."

"If you did it on time you wouldn't get build up." Carol said without sympathy.

"You don't know the pain of having to go through the utter crap of business paperwork." Tony denied, "Hope'll back me up."

"Normally I'd say Tony is being dramatic but no, it's horrific." She agreed.

Tony finished making his drink and Bucky saw that he'd also made an super extra large (something he had discovered was created for the enhanced who needed the calories) iced coffee. The genius walked over to Bucky and placed the drink in front of him before leaning over and kissing him deeply.

"Workshop later?"

"I'll be down once I've finished with Rhodey and Carol." Bucky assured and Tony smiled, eyes flicking over Bucky once more before leaving.

"What do you want with us?" Carol asked him, and Bucky shook off his Tony stupor so he could focus on her and the Colonel.

"I had a few ideas regarding the training yesterday that I wanted to run by you."

"Sure, let's go to the office so we can use the holo-table. Rhodey?" Carol suggested rising to her feet. Rhodes voiced his agreement and Bucky grabbed his drink following her and Rhodes down to the public office.

As the leaders of the New Avengers both of them spent most of their times in the centre of the Compound so any member of the teams could speak with them when needed. Thankfully, they didn't come across any of the Rogues but Bucky knew eventually he would have to deal with their opinions over his relationship with Tony; that was going to fun.

"What's on your mind, Sergeant?" Rhodes asked once they had settled and brought up the plans for the training. "Yesterday, baring the end of the session, was a success."

"It's not what was covered it's more what wasn't." Bucky answered, "covering the incapacitation of an unenhanced is easy as long as the enhanced can temper their strength; something that can be taught and practiced."

"True; I know Tony is calibrating the training bots so Friday can monitor the strength of the blows our enhanced make." Carol agreed, "and we don't have a big of a problem as I feared. But training in controlled conditions is always different to being in the field hence the training."

"Exactly. I thought that maybe we could get a few enhanced volunteers and, as much as I'd rather not, Romanoff to teach the unenhanced the best ways to incapacitate someone bigger and stronger than they are; enhanced or not."

"Hm it's not a bad idea." The Captain mused, "missions go off script all the time and there is bound to be a situation where an unenhanced comes face to face with someone that would normally be beyond their means."

"That's an understatement." Rhodes muttered with a slight chuckle, then he looked at Carol. "Did I ever tell you about the time Tony and I dealt with the Mandarin?"

"No," She shook her head.

"I'll tell you it all later, but the short version is we were both suitless going up against a bunch of soldiers souped up on the unstable version of Extremis on an oil rig; it wasn't the best situation to be caught in."

"Do you and Tony always get into weird situations whenever you spend an extended amount of time together?" Carol wondered with a fond smile.

"I stand by the fact that I was perfectly ordinary before I met him."

"And I'll remind you that I knew you when you had just entered the air force; I know you can be just as bad as he is."

"Don't listen to her, Barnes. It's all slander." Rhodes was quick to assure him. Bucky laughed and shook his head.

"Tony's told me plenty of stories of your college days."

"Well definitely don't listen to him; he's the worst."

"I disagree."

"Of course you do."

"Back to your idea, Sergeant, it has merit. Let's see what we can work out."

So there we have it, fight and smut all in one chapter. Did you like it? Let me know what you think - I always like to hear from you guys :)

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