"Oh fuck…" I muttered from under the blankets.
"What's wrong, Button?" He asked me as I struggled to wrap my mind around what I had just discovered.
No, wait. Can it really be? Did I really do all those naughty things with Bucky after we drank too much in Vegas, or was that my mind trying to make me see things that weren't there?
"No—nothing… I just… Nothing, forget it." I whispered, as I laid on the bed, with my face hidden in the blankets.
I could feel my face beginning to heat up as he tried to pry the blankets off of me.
"Bunny…?Hey… what's wrong…?" He asked with a laugh.
"Nothing. I— just… oh my god…it's nothing, I swear." I replied, as he pried the blanket off of me before laying down and pulling it over both of us again.
I could feel the coolness of his shorts as he pressed himself into my backside while I tried to worm away with a squeak.
"Alright spit it out, Bunny." He said as he spoke into my ear, pulling me flush against him.
"It's nothing, really. I just… I just remembered why I was going to go to my brother's house this week in the first place…" I lied.
He sighed, propping himself on his elbow to look at me better. "Why is that, Bunny?"
"Well, to see my niece and nephew. I haven't seen them in a long time. I miss them…" I whispered, turning to look at him.
He nodded, smiling in understanding, "You should go then, baby. I'm not going to stop you if you do. Just promise me, you'll be careful, alright Bunny." He softly said, before laying back onto the bed with his hands on the back of his head.
I can't help the smile that spreads on my lips as I turn to stare at him.
Each time he calls me 'baby' my heart skips a beat, and makes me want to do the Snoopy happy dance each and every time.
"Are you sure?" I asked, biting my lip.
"Yes, Bunny. I am. It's just— " He sighed, as he turned his head to look over at me.
"What? You gonna miss me, Buckethead?" I teased, smirking at him.
"Oh, I am definitely gonna I miss you. I always do, every time you're gone." He whispered, as he put his arm
around me, pulling me closer to his side.
I smiled in response, before pulling him closer to me by his shirt. "I miss you too." I whisper, as he leaned in closer.
"Oh, yeah? Just how much do you miss me, Bunny?" He whispered teasingly.
His lips an inch away from my own.
"A lot. Almost too much..." I replied before fisting his shirt, and pulling him towards me.
He groaned softly as my lips pressed firmly into his, my hands slowly making their way into his hair.
I could feel as his hands slowly making their way down to my hip, squeezing them lightly as he groaned against my lips.
I whimpered at the sound of it before rolling onto my back with a sigh as I felt a tightening in my stomach.
"What's wrong?" He asked me quietly.
I frowned for a moment before lifting up my sweater.
We both gasped as we looked at the small, hard bump that was poking out on the left side of my stomach.
"Does it hurt?" He asked, reaching over and touching it with his hand gently.
"No, but it doesn't exactly feel comfortable…" I mumbled.
He nodded, climbing off the bed before slipping on his shoes.
"Let me go get Rebecca, she'll know what to do." He said as he rushed out of the room.