Chapter 5
SMUT at the top of the chapter
After the tour they ended up back in Bucky's room. The place was huge and Oakleigh was sure to get lost in the next couple weeks while she figured her way around. Currently she was not too worried about it, right now all she could think about was finishing what she had tried to start last night.
This time it was Bucky who was seated on the edge of the bed, she walked between his legs. His eyes slowly trailed up her body, hands resting on her outer thighs. Oakleigh laid her hands on his shoulders to balance herself while she moved to straddled him.
"All day I couldn't wait to be right back here." She told him.
Supper would be ready in an hour, her and Bucky had planned on skipping it. As nice as Sam and Natasha were, Oakleigh was not sure if she was ready to meet everyone else yet. Halfway threw the tour she started to feel a little overwhelmed, her talk with Steve and Bucky replayed in her head.
All Bucky talked about during the war was getting back home to his family. Steve always wanted to settled down, Peggy seemed to be a good match, until he 'died'. Those two had never stopped fighting since the second war. This place, it was their home, but they were still fighting. They were the 'Avengers' we'll Steve was, Bucky rebelled against it.
This was their home, and she wanted more than anything to be apart of it. Could she be? As much as Bucky had wanted a family of his own, Oakleigh was uneasy about the happy picture. It was never something she had thought she wanted, until Bucky had wanted it for them.
"And why is that?" Bucky teased, fingers slipping under the edge of her shorts.
"Well I would really doubt you'd want to do this in one of the living rooms."
"If it would make Sam keep his lips to himself I would." Bucky grumbled, gripping her thighs tighter.
Oakleigh blushed, "He was just being friendly."
Bucky's jealously had always run a little hot. It seemed a little more so now, Oakleigh wondered if maybe the super solider serum had something to do with that.
"He was being a pain in the ass."
Oakleigh laughed, pressing her lips down onto his. "So you're the only one who's allowed to kiss me huh?"
Bucky secured his arm around her waist and rolled until she was settled on the bed, under him. His lips harsh as they kissed her, stealing her breath right from her lungs. Unlike last night where they took the time to relearn each other.
"No one is allowed to kiss you." She dodged his lips when he came back down, getting her ear. He took her chin and brought her lips back to his. "But me."
Oakleigh laughed against his lips, "I don't know Sargent." She teased. "Is that an order?"
"Yes it's an order." His hand slid up and under her sweater to grip at her bare waist.
She hummed, "I seemed to remember telling you that 'I don't take orders from you'."
Bucky smirked, licking his lower lip. He remembered that day, their fight over wither she planned to go to Germany. His fingers dipped into the waist band of her shorts. Oakleigh's eyes fluttered, her eye brows coming together.
"How about now?" He whispered against her cheek, fingers slipping between her lips.
They both groaned, Oakleighs thighs fell flat against the bed. She licked her lips, as one of his flesh fingers slipped inside her.
"Shut up." She panted.
Bucky chuckled and kissed a line down her neck. Oakleigh pulled at Bucky's shirt, wanting to get it off. He removed his hand from her shorts, making quick work of his top and her's. His head decended on her chest, sucking and nipping while her fingers ran across his shoulders and into his hair.
It had been ages since he felt this content and happy in his life.
"Buck." She whimpered, fingers trying to undo the latch of his belt.
As she struggled with it, Oakleigh realized it was different than the belts they had back in the 40's. Bucky laughed at her, watching her fiddle and pull at the leather in frustration.
Sitting up on his knees, Bucky took pity on her and undid the belt himself. He took care in watching her face as he slid the shorts off her round hips.
Oakleigh pulled her knees together to hide herself, feeling a little selfcontious in the light of day.
Bucky licked his bottom lip, gently spreading her legs. He kissed down her left leg, his breath hitting her pussy as he found her centre. Oakleigh's body stiffened up in anticipation and nerves as she waited for him to make contact.
He breathed on her and smiled as she squirmed before him. His mind quickly snapped him back to the last time he had her like this. They were back in the war in his tent and she was trying to be quiet in the wee hour of the morning.
"Bucky please."
His tongue lavished her thigh, sucking the soft flesh. He gave her a light nip before diving into her wetness. Oakleigh breathed out hard at the contact, trying her best to contain her emotions. It was overwhelming for so many reasons, having him between her legs.
Bucky moaned and lapped loudly between her thighs, Oakleigh's neck and cheeks heated up at the obscene sounds. She was very reactive to Bucky, always had been. She had been with other guys before, but no one seemed to command her body like he did.
Oakleigh pushed the back of her hand over her mouth, trying to mute the sounds she was making. Bucky delivered a quick but smarting slap to her inner thigh, shaking his head at her when she looked down at him in surprise.
Removing the hand from her mouth, Oakleigh used it to play with her nipples instead.
"That's my girl." Bucky encouraged, hands caressing the sides of her hips.
The coil in her stomach tightened and Oakleigh slid her hands down her body to hold his. Bucky held her back in firm reassurance, his mouth become more demanding zeroing in on her clit.
Oakleigh pushed his metal hand down her body, toward her legs.
"I want your fingers inside me." She whimpered, feeling herself clench around nothing.
Bending to her request, Bucky slid his middle finger into her pussy. Oakleigh clench down hard on him, mews and whimpers falling freely from her lips.
"You gonna cum?" He watched her nod, tongue peaking from her mouth to lick her bottom lip. "Cum baby."
His pointer finger joining his middle in a come hither motion, her body spasmed as he rubbed at her g-spot.
"At a girl." Bucky hmmed, sucked and caressed her clit until Oakleigh had no choice but to cum for him.
Bucky pushed his boxers down his legs, he climbed on top of her trembling body. Oakleigh's eyes were closed, her forehead frowned. Bucky kissed her cheeks and lips until she started pressing her lips back against his.
She hummed, hands running up his sides to grip at his shoulders. Her thighs coming to rest against his hips. Bucky pushed himself into her, groaning into her shoulder when she squeezed him. It had been a long time since he had been inside her, fuck he forgot how tight her gripped was.
"So good." Oakleigh whispered into his bicep, eye fluttering closed.
The after shock of her first orgasm still rolling threw her body, Bucky set a steady pace. His thrusts deep and hard, his hips slapped against her thighs.
Oakleigh squeezed her stomach muscles to grip him tight inside her. Bucky hissed hold her hip down so he could duel a punishing thrust. If she kept that up, she would have him cumming in less than a minute.
After so long without her, Bucky wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible.
"Fuck, you can't do that."
Oakleigh rolled her hips at the same time clenching down hard. Bucky growled, pulling out and flipping her to her stomach. Oakleigh squealed at the unexpected movement, twisting her hips to get back to her back.
Bucky thrust into her from behind, slapping her round ass when she clenched around him again. Bucky leaned his body over hers, lips to her ear. He stilled as he bottomed out inside her, taking a minute to enjoy how warm she was around his dick.
"Be a good girl and relax your pussy for me." She uncontiously clenched at his words, before doing as he said. "Up on your hands and knees."
He moved with her, staying hunched over her. He took her slower, lips kissing her shoulder. Oakleigh arched her back as best she could, pressing her ass back into him. Bucky smirked against her shoulder, freehand teasing at her clit.
A shiver racked her body as he sped up. Bucky's balls slapping against her pussy, his fingers digging into her hips.
"Look at me." He demanded, voice gruff.
Oakleigh looked over her shoulder, Bucky's lips claimed hers. He kept command of her lips as he pushed them roughly toward their finish. His hand coming up to hold Oakleigh's jaw in place, when she tried to pull away for breath. He keep her right there with him, breathing and moaning into each others mouths.
They came together, Oakleigh's orgasm triggering his owns. Finally she was able to tear her lips away, leaving Bucky growling and panting into her neck.
Oakleigh sank down into the mattress, a rush of bliss washing over her body in waves. Bucky's hands continued to grip her waist, buried to the hilt inside her.
"Buck." she muttered, moving her hips to release some of the pressure from her sensitive pussy.
Her hand when back to push at him, Bucky grabbed it gently kissing it.
"Just one more minute." He mutter to her, lowering himself.
His body hovering an inch above hers, lips pressing along her shoulder blades and upper back. Strong emotions bubbling in his chest, protective adoration filled him up like a balloon.
He would kill anyone who tried to hurt her or take her from him again. He could not help but thank the lord that she had been safely tucked away in her pod, instead of being used like they had him. It was his biggest fear, other than her death. That while they controlled him, they would take advantage of her.
Oakleigh sighed as he pulled out, rubbing her thighs together to dull the tingles in her pussy. Dropping beside her, Bucky pulled Oakleigh to his chest. She placed her hand on his stomach, he could feel it tremble against him.
"You are the most important thing to me."
Oakleigh frowned up at him, hearing the emotion in his eyes. Raising a hand, she rubbed her thumb over his cheek.
"I'm ok you know." Bucky kissed her temple, holding her tighter to him.
"I worry about you."
Oakleigh snorted. "What else is new."
Bucky lightly pinched her side, Oakleigh shrieked and tried to squirm out of his hold with no success. Bucky captured her lips in another kiss, his dick jumping against his thigh. Testing his luck he rolled ontop of her, moaning Oakleigh spread her legs for him. He slid inside her body with a grunt, savouring the feeling as he fed her his dick, inch my inch.
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The weekend went by in a slow peaceful crawl. Everyone tried to keep a respectful volume and topics around Oakleigh, but they could only control themselves so much. She met Peter and Tony, Clint was the only member of the team she had yet to meet. Her and Natasha planned a shopping trip for that morning, Bucky had planned on accompanying them.
"Actually I could use you for a couple hours." Steve spoke up.
Bucky look at him questioning, Steve had continued researching Hydra bases over the last couple days, keeping Bucky out of it. Now that Oakleigh was more acclimated, they had to get back to work. Oakleigh had gone to see Steve's therapist, the women giving her a clean bill of mental heath, seemed to calm Bucky slightly.
"I can come up to the office this afternoon after we get back from the mall." Bucky offered, taking another drink of his coffee.
Oakleigh looked between the boys, it had been clear Steve wanted to meet this morning while the girls were out. Oakleigh had not realized Bucky planned to come with them till at morning.
"Why don't you guys do that this morning while Nat and I are out?"
Bucky's gaze flicked to her. "Because I'm accompanying you and Romanoff to the mall."
Natasha blew on her tea, "This was more of a girls trip Barnes, I can't really picture you wondering around Victoria secret."
Bucky narrowed his eyes at her. "I'll hold your bags and wait outside the stores."
Oakleigh laughed, "You're going to have to let me out on my own sooner or later."
Bucky smiled sarcastically. "No I don't."
The only time Oakleigh had been in the facility not by Bucky's side was during her 45 minutes in therapy.
"we'll be together Barnes. I even promise I'll have her back before your afternoon nap."
"No."
Oakleigh crossed her arms over her chest, Natasha smiled at the indignant look on the brunettes face.
Steve cleared his throat, "We can send Happy with them."
Bucky's jaw clenched, his breath sharp threw his nose. Anger was heating his belly, Steve knew how he felt about this and he was still pushing.
Natasha slipped from her chair, "I'll see you in the garage Oakleigh, I'll get Happy to pull the car up."
Steve followed her lead, "I'll go set up the briefing room, see you up there Buck."
Oakleigh waited for both parties to leave the room before meeting Bucky's gaze.
"What's your problem? We're going shopping."
"I just got you back after decades of thinking you were dead. I'm sorry if I'm not thrilled at the thought of sending you back out into the same world that hurt you."
"Isn't Nat some bad ass spy? I'm pretty sure she could kick anyones ass in the world, which she won't need to. It's the 2000's buck, a new century. The people that hurt us, they aren't alive anymore."
Bucky's eyes softened. "I'm really not comfortable with this."
Oakleigh slid from her chair and walked around the counter. "Baby, I'll be alright." Bucky kept looking at her.
"You know I said the exact same thing to you, before I went after Hydra and fell off a train."
"The stakes are a lot less risky this time around."
Bucky swallowed. "It's doesn't feel that way."
Oakleigh took his hands in hers. "We have to get passed this fear of yours. It's not healthy and it'll end up driving you mad."
"Seventy years of experience and natural instant are hard to ignore."
"What are your instincts telling you?"
"That letting you leave this facility would be the worst mistake of my life. That it only takes a second for a security or phone camera to scan and identify you, sending your exact location to any Hydra operative out there. They would take Nat out long distance because she is a bad ass, once she's out of the way they'll move in on you. Take you away somewhere so deep that I won't be able to find you. They won't be 'kind' to you this second go around and you would be hurt or worse, and I could have prevented it. Hydra isn't our only enemy anymore, The Avengers have a lot of enemys, I have people who want me dead for the things I've done. People who would not feel a sliver of guilt using and disposing of you to hurt us, me."
Oakleigh frowned, "That's quite a detailed scenario."
"My brain is wired to operate that why, it's why I made a good Sargent. Even when my mind was not mine, I still had my instincts."
"You'll drive yourself crazy living waiting for the next thing to happen."
"I don't know how not to be like that."
Bucky's anxiety over her safety had always been there, he had developed it during the war. Oakleigh knew Bucky had a lot of trauma he was still working threw, a lot of back lash from his time in Hydra. But if they kept on like this, they were only going to implode. Oakleigh was always fiercely independent, always needing to prove she could do things on her own.
Bucky grew up an older brother with no father in the home, and he chased after Steve. Now that she thought of it, her and Steve were a bit alike. Bucky was use to taking care of people. Oakleigh was going to help him work threw this. Her shopping trip being a good place to start.
"Well you can start by going and getting some work done while Nat and I go on a shopping trip."
It was a long silence. Oakleigh waiting patiently while Bucky fought with himself.
Finally. "Stick with Natasha, and keep in sight of Happy."
Oakleigh wanted to tease about Happy and dressing rooms, but thought better of it. She could see the struggle and great restraint Bucky was showing right now, he did not need her teasing him or making him feel any less in control.
"I can do that." She reached up on her toes and kissed his cheek. "See you in a couple hours."
Bucky nodded, squeezing his fist to keep from grabbing Oakleigh and tying her to the fridge. Once he was able to unclench his first, Bucky made his way up to the briefing room. He may have begrudgenly let Oakleigh go shopping, but he was not going to be able to relax until she was back here, safe with him.
Steve's nodded impressed his friend had found the courage to detach himself from his girlfriend.
"I have to be honest, I was not sure if I was going to be seeing you this morning."
"If I got my way, you wouldn't be."
"O will be safe with Nat, Buck." Steve could understand his friends anxiety. "Nat already texted me the malls coordinance, and I asked Happy to update us if they change locations. Now, I know it might be hard to focus, but i've got some new information."
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Oakleigh was not the biggest fan of shopping, but Natasha did make it fun. Throwing her in different changing rooms and passing her clothes over top the door.
A lot of the clothes showed more skin than she was use to, but that did not mean she did not like it. The crop tops, leggings and high rise jeans were her favourites. She had a lot of those on her arm, buying different colors and styles. She bout a couple dresses, at the spys insistence.
"Tony throws a lot of galas and parties. Usually we'll go out and buy a special dress for each occasion, but it's a good idea to have some on hand as well."
She bought a simple black dress, a couple short and fitted ones and a couple longer elegant ones. All keeping a higherlevel of sexapeal, which seemed to be Natasha's goal.
"Your body is amazing, your clothes should complement you." She had said.
They headed to a sports wear store after getting all the basics. Natasha handed Oakleigh a couple spandex shorts, like she'd worn her first night after waking up. She also grabbed some leggings and tank tops. Oakleigh had seen the avengers training gym, and it would not hurt to start re building her cardio on the track.
"Lastly, you need some underwear for Barnes to rip off."
Oakleigh flushed, images of her boyfriend between her legs flashed in her mind.
Lace turned out to be her favourite panty, she grabbed a lot of cheeky panties and demi cup and t-shirt bras. Oakleigh had never slacked when it came to her undergarments, she was not about to start now.
"I like this a lot better than the crap we had back in the 40s."
"Well Barnes is going to love them. As far as I know he hasn't touched any women since he's come back. I can tell he really loves you. I know the over protective male thing can get annoying, but it's coming from a good place, and they can't seem to help themselves."
For the most part the Avengers didn't treat Natasha any different. They worried about her like they would anyone else on their team. Clint seemed to be the exception, he always took care of her, looked out for her more than the others.
"I know it's coming from a good place." Oakleigh agreed, "Just gets on my nerves."
Natasha snorted, but nodded.
When they got back, Steve and Bucky were waiting for them.
Natasha swept her arm over Oakleigh's body. "As you can see, no bullet holes. I brought her back just as I promised, without a scratch."
Bucky grunted at her, doing a quick visual assessment of Oakleigh as well. She looked fine and she rolled her eye at him, knowing he was taking inventory.
"Did you have fun?" He forced himself to ask casually, as if he had not been stiff as a board waiting for her to get back.
Oakleigh pulled her bags from the trunk of the SUV. Bucky noticed Happy had taken one of the bullet proff vehicles on their outing.
"I'm just happy I wore sneakers, the mall was huge."
Bucky snorted kissing her shoulder, taking the large shopping bags from her hands.
"Looks like you guys covered a lot of ground."
"I was lucky to have Natasha, I would have been lost on my own."
"You hungry?" Bucky asked, he and Steve had been headed to the kitchens when Happy texted them upon arrival.
"No, I'm good. I'm going to go put these away upstairs, then Natasha is going to show me around the gym."
Bucky stepped back when Oakleigh reached for her bags. "Why do you need to see the gym?"
"You and Steve are the only 100 something year olds that get to be in good shape? I can't let Steve's ass get better than mine?"
"Your ass is better than Steves."
"Comparing?" She smirks, gesturing for him to lead the way.
"After you."
"Naw, I don't think so. Not now that I know when you look at my ass you'll be comparing it to Steve's."
Bucky shook his head, nudging Oakleigh into motion with his hip. She walked in front of him, her hands behind her back covering her butt. Bucky laughed, following her up to their room.
Oakleigh changed into one of her new workout outfits. Her tight black leggings and crop top. Saliva pooled in his mouth when she emerged from the bathroom, fingers moving quickly to pull her hair back into a braid.
Oakleigh did not need to be worried about her ass, that was for damn sure. Her body on display in front of him as she slipped into her sneakers. 'Body like an hour glass' he remembered his sister and her friends always talking about girls who looked like that. Curvy in all the right places. She looked amazing.
"What?"
Bucky had not realized she had turned around and caught him leering at her.
"Just admiring."
Oakleigh blushed, shaking her head and brushing him off. Bucky got up and followed her out of the room, hand on her bare lower back as he lead her in the right direction.
"Here you are." Natasha came off the elevator. "I figured you might not remember how to get down to the training room. I should have figured Barnes would be with you. You got a little drooling Sargent."
Bucky slid his hand lower on Oakleigh's back, fingers splayed over the side of her butt.
"No I don't."
Natasha smirked, "Wait till you see her in her gala dress this weekend."
Bucky raised his brow, looked down at his girl. He could only fantasies about what kind of garment the girls had found for Oakleigh to wear.
Tony had a gala coming up, all the Avengers were attending. He had made it painfully obvious to Bucky earlier that he expected him and Oakleigh to be there. The more they showed their faces, the more community support they would get.
"Can't wait."
Oakleigh was blushing hard as the two talked about her.
"I'm sure Sam will love it too." Natasha carried on. "You know how he appreciates a beautiful women in a silk dress."
Bucky grunted showing exactly how displeased he was by her reminder of Sam's constant flirting with Oakleigh.
"O-kay." Oakleigh slowly stepped for Bucky's tightening grasp. "We're going to head down to the gym now."
Oakleigh had seen how Natasha liked to rile up the boys. With Steve she was overly flirtatious, she did not seem to have much to throw at Bucky, until Oakleigh came along.
"I'll meet you down there in a little bit." Bucky told her. "Take it easy, Banner said you are still healing, even if you feel fine."
Oakleigh had still been experiencing tremors in her muscles, from years of being stagnant. She had them mostly under control now, but her body still acted up every once and a while. Almost like she had a cold.
"Will do."
Bucky tilted his head at her. "I mean it O."
She smiled, climbing into the elevator, "I heard you."
The training room was huge and it had a lot of equipment, most Oakleigh could not put a name to.
"Why don't we warm up with a couple laps around the track?"
Oakleigh nodded, that seemed like a good place to start. The girls chatted as they made slow laps, keeping to a light jog. Oakleigh's legs started to tremble as she entered into her third lap, Dr Banner had not been kidding, she was out of shape.
"Steve said that you were a medic in world war 2." Oakleigh nodded, "Ok, want to try a little hand to hand combat? I could teach you a couple things."
"Sure, sounds fun."
They boys joined them as they centred themselves on the sparing matts.
"Romanoff!" Bucky snapped.
"Relax, I'm just going to teach her a few things."
Oakleigh turned to reassure him that she was feeling fine when she caught sight of a third person with them.
A tall blonde women stepped out from behind the super solders. Oakleigh's eyes rolled back into her head, the blood running threw her veins felt like lava. She felt warm, fevered, like she had been smacked in the face.
Bucky watched it all happen in slow motion. He saw the dismissive retort on Oakleigh's lips, when all color left her face eyes rolling back into her head. Her body landing on the matts with a thud, dust flying up into the air.
Natasha dropped beside her, checking vitals.
"O!" Bucky was kneeling on the other side of her, while Steve called Bruce. "Hey.!"
Bucky started lightly slapping at Oakleigh's cheeks, trying to get her to open her eyes.
Bruce ran into the gym not long after, but Oakleigh was already starting to come to. Her head pounded and her vision blurred for a minute. Bucky was kneeling over her body, touching at her.
"Fuck O. You keep those eyes open." His hands on her face. "Is she ok?"
Bruce kneeled by her head, she pushed his hands away to sit up. A cold hand grabbed her shoulder pushing her back down, another set of hands touched the pulse on her neck.
"I'm fine." Oakleigh insisted, batting at their hands. "I just-"
"Stop." Bucky snapped. "Stay down till Bruce says you can get up."
Oakleigh's eyes snapped to him, his elevated breaths and wide eyes.
"She looked like Donna." Oakleigh muttered, memories of a blonde medic playing in her mind. "It just startled me."
"You full on passed out." Bucky corrected.
Bruce back away, sitting back on his knees. "I think her body went into more of a momentary shock. Though you do seem to be running a bit of a fever. Seeing Agent 13, if she looked like someone you use to know, the adrenaline flooded your system."
"So I can get up now?" Bruce nodded.
Bucky grabbed her and pulled Oakleigh to a seated position.
Her head felt fuzzy, her body damp with sweat, Oakleigh felt like she could melt metal with her hands.
"I asked Sharon to wait upstairs. I didn't notice the resemblance until I saw the look on your face, i'm sorry O."
"Not your fault Steve." Guess she needed a little more closure than she thought.