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Chapter 033: James "Bucky" Barnes

Sequel to: "December" (Chapter 4), "Dance" (Chapter 21)

Movie: Captain America: Civil War

Prompt: Supermarket

Chapter Warning(s): Rated M for sexual content

Author's Note:

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Bucharest, Romania

Bucky slowly opened his eyes. He never slept, not fully, not deeply, for as long as he could remember. He… drifted, he guessed. Rested but not without losing consciousness. It was hard, especially while surviving under Hydra's rule. He never knew when he would be summoned for his next assignment. Never knew when a knife would try to suddenly find its way into his back or through his heart.

But that part of his life was over now. Hydra had been (more or less) taken down. He knew from covert research that SHIELD was still trying to track down and eliminate all of its hidden members. None of it was his business anymore but he had to stay several steps ahead of either organization if he wanted to continue the life he was currently living.

And that life centered on the soft, warm body sleeping comfortably next to him.

Bucky carefully lifted one hand – the normal one – to gently brush the raven colored strands of hair that had fallen over his companion's face sometime during the night. His eyes unknowingly softened as he continued to gaze at her. Kagome.

Before 'waking up,' he'd been remembering that time a few years ago when they had shared their first dance in her front yard. That secluded house with its inviting warmth and his ultimate safe haven. He could still remember the sheer panic he'd felt when he realized he was in love with Kagome. He also remembered his vow to confess his feelings to her that night.

That had been… disastrous, he recalled with a mental wince. Due to his blunt, emotionally challenged personality, he had blurted his feelings out of nowhere. Of course it had surprised Kagome, and for several long moments she'd stared at him like he had sprouted two heads. Bucky couldn't honestly blame her. He had been so embarrassed, and had mentally bashed his head against a wall. If he wished his memories could be erased at that moment, he would have given almost anything to make it happen.

But then Kagome had surprised him.

"What?" she whispered, eyes wide in shock as she continued to stare at Bucky.

He shifted on his feet, an action that spoke volumes about his current emotional state. He never shifted, didn't fidget, didn't show nervousness. He shouldn't have confessed his feelings the way he did. It hadn't been the right time, hadn't been the right moment. He should have waited but he… hadn't wanted to.

So, with that thought, Bucky took a deep breath, mentally pulled up his big boy pants, and repeated, "I… love you, Kagome."

"Really?" She still had that stunned look on her near-angelic features. He had never seen her so caught off guard before. He rather liked how adorable it made her look.

He nodded, remaining otherwise silent. He had said his piece. It was now her turn to decide what she wanted to do. He would follow whatever she decided. If she didn't want him as a lover, that was fine. He was willing to be whatever she needed. He just wanted her to know where he stood, emotionally-speaking.

When Kagome suddenly threw herself at him, it was Bucky's turn to be stunned. He caught her easily, his arms wrapping securely around her to hold her close. His metal arm cradled her gently while his other hand tangled in her long, silky hair.

He quietly held her, not daring to speak for fear of breaking the moment. His heart, however, thudded loudly in his chest.

"I love you, too, Bucky," she mumbled into his chest, snuggling her head under his chin.

If she could see his facial features, she would've laughed at the face he made. "Why?" He could list a million faults and reasons why it shouldn't be possible to love him. But happiness and relief flooded his system. His hold tightened around the raven haired beauty.

"Don't ruin this moment," she grumbled cutely, her own arms squeezing his middle in reprimand. "You're adorable."

Bucky could feel his face scrunching up like he tasted something sour. "That's the second most offensive thing I've ever been called," he blandly stated. 'Raccoon Man' was still undoubtedly first.

In response, Kagome released that laugh that reminded him strongly of sunshine, warmth, and everything good in his life. He smiled, eyes closing in contentment as he continued to hold the single most important person in his world.

Silently, he hoped that night would never end.

Kagome softly moaning from being woken up broke Bucky's concentration. He watched as she slowly blinked her amethyst eyes open, the fog clearing as wakefulness settled in. Her proceeding smile was gentle as she gazed at him. "Good morning," she whispered, not wanting to disturb the quietness of the little rundown apartment they were currently staying in.

It was definitely far from home, and Bucky regretted having to leave but he wouldn't regret keeping Kagome safe. Staying hadn't been an option when it became clear that someone was trying to track him down. Leaving her behind had also not been an option, so they'd made the hard decision to go on the run from his pursuers. Until they could shake them off completely, it was too risky to return to the house in the woods.

"Did you sleep okay?" he asked. His hand went back to gently caressing her cheek.

"You were next to me, so yes, I slept perfectly." Love shined within her eyes, and she curled closer to his solid frame. "What about you? Did you sleep okay?"

Bucky smirked. "You were next to me." He smoothly rolled until he was hovering over Kagome, his strong arms caging her underneath him and holding his weight so that he wouldn't crush her. He enjoyed the way her eyes, still slumberous and sexy, darkened with desire, knowing exactly what he wanted. He leaned down, his lips leaving trails of kisses and nips on her neck and down to her chest and breasts. He used one hand to tug the blankets lower to further expose her skin to his touch and eyes.

When she moaned this time it was for an entirely different reason. "Again?"

In response, he used one leg to gently part her thighs.

"Didn't you get enough last night?" she panted. Despite her words, she didn't push him away or otherwise protest his advances. If anything, she encouraged him with the way she arched her hips or released one of her sexy mewls.

His normal hand reached between their bodies, testing her readiness. He found her warm, wet, and silky to the touch. He nearly groaned out loud. He wanted to taste her essence directly from the source, but he was so hard he knew he wouldn't last. As if in punishment, he harshly sucked a nipple into his mouth and nibbled the sensitive peak with his teeth. He felt a dark sort of satisfaction when she thrashed in response, her body silently begging for more.

"Bucky," she pleaded.

He released her nipple in order to push up and better observe his ministrations. He plunged one finger into her opening, going as deep as he could. When she cried out in pleasure, he used his thumb to stimulate her clit. Her hips nearly came off the bed from the dual stimulation but he easily corrected that by using his metal hand to pin her against the bed. She was at his mercy like this; her pleasure gave him pleasure.

Adding a second finger, he moved the digits in and out rapidly, a little roughly, knowing what she needed to finally go over the edge. His thumb still worked her clit, rolling and rubbing the little piece of flesh expertly. Just a little… more.

Then it happened. Kagome's inner muscles fluttered, squeezing his thrusting fingers. Liquid gushed from her opening and splashed across his hand. Her head was thrown back as she cried out her release, pleasure wracking through her entire body like white-lightning.

Bucky stopped his movements to watch as the woman he loved fell apart in his arms in the most erotic way possible. He felt a deep sense of male pride swell within his chest at the sight. It didn't matter how many times he was intimate with her. He did that. He was the one who brought her to orgasm. Him. No one else.

Kagome panted, still trying to climb down from the high he'd given her. Her senses were scrambled, her mind barely able to form a single thought. Her limbs were useless and limp. If the room they were staying in started to crumble, she wouldn't be able to move.

So it was with no surprise she barely felt it when Bucky manually wrapped her legs around his waist. She definitely felt it when he entered her, and she cried out again in pleasure at the way he stretched her insides and rubbed against her inner walls. She was still sensitive from her orgasm, and the sudden intrusion had her right on the edge all over again. Kami-sama, I'm not going to last long.

Her thoughts seemed to mirror Bucky's because his thrusts were wild, deep, and hard. The way he hammered into her proved just how close to losing control he was. His normal arm banded around her waist to forcefully help her meet his raging hips, while his metal hand gripped the already-abused headboard. The heavy iron bent even more in his hold than the previous night, twisting and turning.

"More… more," she gasped out, amethyst eyes glazed over with mindless pleasure. "Please… Bucky… more!"

Unable to deny her, Bucky softly cursed as the last of his control shredded. The mattress squeaked in protest and the bed's frame smacked against the wall over and over with his vigorous lovemaking. This would leave bruises on both of them at the end but neither seemed to care. And with the way Kagome's nails scratched down his back, he'd be wearing her mark with a type of smugness only males would understand.

Their end was approaching. He could tell by the way her inner walls started to flutter, the way she started grinding her hips against his almost desperately. The sounds she released were also a dead giveaway. They were becoming wilder, more vocal. It was hot as hell knowing his girl was getting off because of him.

When she clamped down on his cock, milking him for everything he was worth, Bucky slanted his mouth against hers in a rough kiss that swallowed her cries of pleasure. Their bodies, coated in sweat, twitched and shook with their respective releases, and their kiss slowed, became gentler, the more they came back down. He only pulled back when breathing became an absolute necessity.

Bucky braced his elbows on the mattress, pushing his bigger frame up and off of Kagome. He gazed with tender eyes as she continued to lightly pant, her skin flushed a beautiful pink from their lovemaking. He used one hand to brush her bangs from her sticky forehead. "Okay?" he asked, wanting to make sure he hadn't gone too far nor hurt her.

Kagome grinned, her arms coming up to wrap around his neck. "Better than okay," she answered.

He smirked. "Good." He pressed a kiss to her brow then rolled onto his back, making sure to drag her body with him to curl up against his side. "You should rest." There wasn't a lot they had to do that day. They could afford to sleep in a couple more hours.

She hummed in contentment, head cushioned on his shoulder. "Alright. You should, too." A yawn escaped and she cuddled closer before closing her eyes.

Bucky doubted he would actually sleep, but holding Kagome and keeping watch over her was the next best thing. With that thought in mind, he pulled her a little bit closer and closed his own eyes to at least rest for now.

Because when they woke again, he had plans to make.

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Kagome pulled open the fridge door to glance at the available selection. Her lips pursed in displeasure at the sight that greeted her.

"Bucky, we need to go to the supermarket."

Sitting at the tiny table that barely fit his muscled frame, he calmly cleaned his knives. He would have been okay with guns too but getting those types of weapons across the globe was a lot harder and too much of a hassle. As it stood, his metal arm took care of most of the work when it came to disabling the enemy.

He grunted to show he heard her. "Too many cameras."

She huffed as she closed the fridge. "We don't have food," she pointed out.

"We'll survive," was the shrug-worthy response. They could always pick up food as they went. While it did expose them to the outside – and ultimately people – it did give Bucky more opportunities to check the perimeter. Walking around, listening to the people gossip, could give him the best indicator if their cover was still solid.

Kagome rolled her eyes. "Unlike you big, strong super soldiers, normal humans like me need sustenance multiple times a day."

Bucky tossed a sexy smirk in her direction. "You're basically immortal."

"Well, immortals need to eat too," she mumbled, mock-petulantly. She approached his seated form and slid into his lap, arms hooking around his neck comfortably. "Come on, it'll be fun. It's not like we'll buy too much."

He knew he wouldn't be able to deny her anything. But they could compromise. "Not a supermarket. The local food stalls should have what we need," he suggested. It would also be outside, along the streets. Being enclosed didn't appeal to him in many ways.

She squealed in excitement. "Deal. Let's go right now."

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Bucky glanced cautiously around, his baseball cap pulled low to hide his identity as much as possible as he observed his surroundings. He and Kagome had been shopping for about an hour and nothing had set his senses off, but he preferred to be on-guard. It was especially important because Kagome was with him. He would never risk anything happening to her. She was too integral to his life.

His eyes landed on a newsstand, noticing that the man behind the counter was gazing a little too intently in his direction. The other man's eyes were furrowed and suspicious, like he was trying to place where he'd seen Bucky before. Red flags immediately started flaring within his mind. No one should be able to recognize him from anywhere.

Unless they'd seen his picture on the Most Wanted list.

Time to go. It wouldn't be good to stick around long enough for the guy to remember where he'd seen Bucky before. The moment he called it in to the authorities, Bucky knew he and Kagome would have to move fast to another foreign country.

With that thought in mind, the ex-soldier turned away and hunched his shoulders to further hide himself amongst the crowd. He needed to find Kagome. They should have enough supplies to last a decent amount of time by now.

Bucky found the raven haired beauty examining some vegetables, debating which ones looked good and ripe. "We need to leave," he softly, gruffly announced.

She didn't ask any questions and immediately put the produce down. He loved that she didn't need an explanation; she acted when others would've hesitated. She was a warrior in her own right, had fought countless battles and waged bloody wars in a long ago time that was considered more legend than history. Although Kagome seemed harmless, she knew how to defend herself. Bucky couldn't help but be in awe of her.

Kagome was his perfect partner.

With cautious glances as they walked back to their hideout, the couple kept their pace natural and stances relaxed. They didn't draw attention to themselves nor did they let on that they were trying to pinpoint any spies who could be watching them. The raven haired beauty even struck up an enthusiastic conversation about the fresh food she was able to purchase.

As they entered the apartment complex, something tingled along Kagome's senses. Her head cocked the slightest bit to the side, her attention fixated on the unusual presence she could feel within the building. It was human, yet… not. She blinked. That sensation… It reminds me of Bucky…

"When we get to the room, we should start packing," Bucky softly instructed. "We'll leave tonight. I don't like this feeling I'm getting."

I think we might be too late, she thought. But kept that thought to herself. Whatever she was sensing didn't feel threatening. Just determined. Resigned. She also knew those feelings could change in an instant. And she was ready to put up one hell of a fight.

They silently entered the apartment, their footsteps light and even, with Bucky in the lead as he carefully observed the room.

So, when he saw Captain America – AKA Steve Rogers – in the kitchen, Bucky stiffened the slight bit before resignation settled over his body. His metal arm flexed the tiniest bit in preparation. A fight always broke out when that particular guy was involved. To Bucky, this time wouldn't be any different.

He saw the moment Rogers realized he wasn't alone. The other male's entire body seemed to clench, muscles bunching with awareness. Bucky used his normal arm to gently coax Kagome further behind him, using his own body as a human shield. When she gripped his sleeve in response, his brows furrowed. He knew she wasn't scared, so... Something else is going on here, he concluded, his guard instantly coming up.

"Understood," Captain America said, seemingly to no one. He closed the journal he held, finally turning to face the apartment's occupants. He froze slightly at the sight of Kagome but he didn't let that stop him from facing his childhood friend and comrade. "You know me?"

Bucky responded, "You're Steve." He remembered that much. He remembered only certain things, certain moments of his life before Hydra. Most of it seemed happy; the guy he was before seemed that way too.

But he also knew that wasn't him anymore. Could never be him again.

"I read about you in a museum." That was true too. Back when he'd still been confused and feeling lost. He'd questioned himself over and over about why he had pulled Rogers out of the river. But then it hadn't mattered. Bucky had remembered Kagome, had remembered his promise to her. That had taken precedence regardless of the missing memories that had been wiped again and again. Finding her – being with her – had been what he wanted.

Said raven haired beauty spoke up, catching both males' attention. Drily, she pointed out, "I told you we should have gone to the supermarket."

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