You were frozen. You couldn't move. Bucky had been seen. How? What in the hell happened out there? Your hand slowly went up your dress to get your gun out of the holster. Graves turned to you with a sick smile.
"Did you really think you could play me, you little bitch!" He growled. He went to stand, but Sam flipped the table and kicked it back against him, taking two of the agents down with it. You shot the third agent in the head, rolling out of your chair when the table came crashing back towards you. You and Sam each took an agent, going hand to hand. He knocked your gun out of your hand and went to turn you to wrap an arm around your neck, but your knee went to his groin first, then to his nose when he hit the ground. You took your elbow down on his neck for good measure, the same time as Sam got thrown across the room, his limp body sliding off the table.
The other agent came for you, and you threw an ice shard through his chest. Graves grabbed you by the arm and slammed you up against the wall, putting his large hand around your throat. You struggled to breathe, while his face was close to yours. He slid his hand up your leg, brushing the dress out of the way. You whimpered, panic in your eyes. "You were not what I expected. You are enhanced. We could get a pretty penny for you. Or we could just breed you, like a bitch. Make more of you. "
Panic was replaced by rage. No. They would not take you and breed you. Both of your hands went to his neck and they turned white, and suddenly Graves couldn't breathe. His whole body went stiff, and he fell to the floor, dropping you in the process. You coughed, trying to catch your breath and looked over at Graves, then back at your hands. You had killed him. You had frozen him. You reached over to Sam and gave him a nudge, and his head lolled your way, a giant gash on his head. "Sam?" You called out, but he didn't answer you.
You put your hand over his head and healed him, and he groaned and opened his eyes. "Oh God what happened?" He asked, rolling toward you. Just then Steve and Nat burst into the room. Steve rushed over to you and helped you up, checking you for injuries. "Are you okay?" He asked. You nodded and rubbed at your neck. "Where is Bucky?"
"He's on the jet already. Wanda and Pietro had to basically hold him down so he wouldn't come after you." He told you. He glanced at Graves on the floor then gave you a weary look. "What happened?" You shook your head. "I killed him."
"It doesn't matter, I've got his phone and all these files, we should be able to find the enhanced he has. We need to get out of here." Nat said. Steve held you as you walked, you were still shaky on your feet. Once you got back to the jet, you were immediately in Bucky's arms. "Are you okay?" He asked. You shook your head and buried your face in his chest. "No. I want to go home."
The rest of the team could take care of the kids. You were done. Nat had found the location of the enhanced kids on Graves' phone, and they were going straight there, while you and Bucky went home. You had Happy pick you up in a car at the hanger, and you didn't speak a word the whole way back to the compound. It made you sick what they were doing to these kids. Bucky held your hand the whole time, and you knew it was killing him that you were so silent.
Opening the door to your room, you kicked off your heels and grabbed the bourbon from your mini fridge. You poured yourself a glass and sat on the couch, downing the shot. Bucky took off his jacket and tie and sat down next to you. "What happened doll."
You sighed, sitting the glass down on the table and leaned back into him. "When he found out who we were, the three agents that were with them attacked. I shot the first one, knocked the second one out, and the third came for me after he knocked Sam out. I used my powers on him." You paused, taking in a deep breath, and Bucky's hand found yours, rubbing circles on your palm.
"Graves put his hand around my neck, and started sliding his other hand up my leg, telling me how he would get a great deal of money out of me, after he bred me like a dog." Bucky stilled behind you. "They're just kids Bucky. The enhanced they have. No older than 12. I couldn't let them take me, force me to have a child like me. So, I put my hands around his throat and froze him solid."
"Are you okay?" He asked. "I don't know. My powers are growing, and it's scaring me." He turned to face you. "You know I would never let anything happen to you or our kids, right?" You just stared at him.
Did he say what I think he just said?
"You…you want to have kids with me?" You whispered. He brushed your hair out of your face, the wig long gone. "Of course I do doll. That was always the plan. I knew the minute I met you I wanted to spend the rest of my life with you. I just took a little detour." He said, giving a little laugh.
You leaned in and kissed him softly, your hands on each side of his face. You pulled back and took a deep breath. "So, how did they find out who you were?" You asked him. He looked down and slid his hands in yours.
"It was my fault. I saw how handsy Graves was getting with you and I lost it. I went after you and an agent found me in the hallway. Saw my gloves and figured out who I was. I'm so sorry. It was all my fault." He said, clenching his fists. "Nobody touches you like that but me."
"Bucky, it was all part of the mission. All an act. You have to trust me." You told him. He looked back up at you and his eyes were darkened. He pulled you into a deep kiss, one hand going into your hair, the other on your back, guiding you to lie back on the couch.
He kissed down your neck, running his metal hand down your leg, pushing your dress aside to feel your skin, and you shivered at the cool touch.
"Nobody but me." He said again, softly biting down on your neck, making you gasp. "Please say it." He pleaded.
"Nobody but you Bucky." You panted, pulling his shirt out of his pants. You needed to feel more of him. You pulled the shirt open, practically popping the buttons of, Bucky helping you push it down onto the floor. He stood up and held out his hand, pulling you to stand. He kissed you again, softer this time, reaching his hand around your back to unzip your dress. He pulled back, mouth dropping open as the dress hit the floor, leaving you in the lingerie you bought for him.
"Oh my God." He whispered, looking you up and down.
"Do you like it? I got it for you." You told him. He nodded, smirking at you, before picking you up by your legs and taking you over to the bed, tossing you onto it. You tugged your bottom lip beneath your teeth as you looked up at Bucky standing at the end of the bed. He slowly undid his belt and slid his pants down, almost teasing you.
He crawled up the bed kissing up your leg, then your thigh, your belly button. He unhooked the garters and pulled your panties down with great care, dropping them on the floor next to the bed. He settled in between your legs, placing sloppy kisses everywhere except where you wanted him too. "Bucky…" You whined, threading your hand through his hair, pulling the hair tie out.
"What doll? Tell me what you want?" He teased. "I want your mouth on me Bucky. Now." You told him, and he obliged, sliding his tongue up your folds to your clit, and you damn near came off the bed, he had to put an arm over your hips to keep you still. God he was good at this. His metal hand slid down your leg, and you hasped when you felt the index finger enter you.
"Oh God Bucky." You choked out. Your back arched when he added a second finger, moaning his name again. "Don't stop baby. I'm so close." You moaned. He hummed against you, tongue swiping lazily over your clit, fingers working at a fast pace. "That's it doll, come for me." He told you and you lost it. Your legs tried to close when you came, but Bucky held them open, working you through your orgasm. You were writing on the bed, head thrown back, hands tangled in the sheet.
He kissed up your body, his tongue leaving a trail of fire all over you. "You're mine." He whispered against your skin. You nodded, unable to form a coherent sentence at the moment. You heard him pushing his briefs down and felt him sliding against your thigh. Opening your eyes, you saw his were blown with lust, and it was so sexy. "Are you sure?" You asked him.
He kissed you so soft, you weren't sure if it was really happening. "Yes doll. I'm sure. I want to feel you. I need to feel you." You nodded, pulling his forehead against yours. You gasped when he pushed in, eyes shut in a little pain from the stretch. Oh, it had been so long. "Are you okay?" He asked. You nodded and smiled. "Yeah, it's just been a while. You were the last one I was with Bucky." His eyes widened. "You mean you haven't." You shook your head.
"No baby. Since I met you, I've only been with you." Tears welled up in his eyes and he leaned down to kiss you, rolling his hips at the same time. You moaned into his mouth, your hands gripping his shoulders. You wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer to you. He rested his head on your shoulder, picking up the pace, both of his hands on the bed next to your head. "You feel so good doll. Just like I remember." You moaned, pushing your hand through his hair, giving it a tug.
"Bucky, please don't stop." You panted. You were close and you could tell he was too. "Come on baby, come for me." You whispered into his ear. He growled and gave out a few jerked thrusts, and you came with him, biting down on his shoulder to drown out your moan. He stayed laying on you for a minute, trying to catch his breath, then slowly pulled out and went to the bathroom, getting a washcloth to clean you up.
He crawled into bed and pulled you onto his chest. "I want all of it with you Ally. I want the big house; I want the kids. I want the marriage. I want all of it. I just need to fix my brain first okay? I need to make sure I can never turn on anyone again." He murmured into your hair. You laced your fingers with his, kissing his chest.
"I know. I'm going to help you. We're going to fix it. Then I'll have as many babies as you want me to." You told him, smiling when his chest rumbled from laughter. Hearing his laugh was the best sound in the world.