Warning! Some sexual content at the beginning of the chapter. View at your own risk.


As we reached the room, he lightly kicked the door open, as he maneuvered my body so that I was now straddling his hips, before his lips descended onto the shell of my ear, causing me to let out a small groan.

He slowly began to move his lips, leaving a trail of kisses from my neck to my shoulder, nonstop, causing me to clench my thighs around his waist, and let out a throaty moan.

I could feel his smile on my skin as he continued to leave a tantalizing trail.

A sharp click caused me to jump before he pressed me into the wall, without removing his mouth from the skin of my throat.

The coolness of his arm as it held me up caused me to groan, as the other slowly grabbed the bottom of my shirt and peeled it off me.

Groaning when he realized I didn't have a bra on. "Doll, please tell me you haven't been walking around like this all day…" He groaned, dropping his head into my shoulder.

"Nope, just the last hour. I showered after I got here, I forgot to put one on after and left to go get some food." I replied, shrugging slightly, before smiling at his response.

"Chert voz'mi, ty svodish' menya s uma, zhenshchina." He groaned, as he began trailing lower. (Fucking hell, you're driving me crazy, woman.)

"Togda ya delayu svoyu rabotu, krasavchik." I teased, squealing as he growled and moved away from the wall and quickly made his way over to the bed, throwing me roughly onto it. (Then I am doing my job, handsome.)

"That's enough teasing me for the night, doll. Are you ready?" He asked me as he stood over me at the edge of the bed.

I nodded, smiling widely at him as he peeled the dark blue short and gray, short and long sleeved shirts he had on off, throwing it across the room before moving towards me.

I squealed as I felt his hands quickly undo my pants and pulled them off before they joined his shirt across the room.

I eyes his exposed chiseled chest hungrily.

His muscles had thickened since we had left Wakanda almost two years ago. Nobody truly questioned how Bucky and I found each other, or how long we were on the run from Hydra until a few weeks ago.

He had saved me when I had lost hope in everything. We relied on each other so much that I hardly needed to use my extra abilities to read him. I just knew, as did he.

"How in the world could something so tiny look so fucking delicious?" He murmured as he stepped out of his pants, leaving him in only his boxers.

I giggled in response, as I tried to close my legs only for him to groan in response.

"Don't hide yourself from me, doll. I love seeing you like this…" He muttered, as he leaned down to kiss my thighs, causing my eyes to roll to the back of my head with a breathy moan.

I was so lost in the mesmerizing feeling of his lips trailing the soft skin on my thigh, I didn't even notice when he ripped off my panties, until he gave my clit a firm lick, and his fingers slowly began to slide in and out of me deliciously.

"Ohh!" I gasped, arching my back, as his other hand pinned me down firmly on the bed.

He chuckled, softly, blowing air into me as he did before lifting his head. "This is only the beginning, doll…" He replied, giving me a smirk before his head dipped back down to continue his tantalizing torture on my skin.

Before I could respond, I felt the hand on my hip begin to trail up my body until he reached my left breast, squeezing it firmly once as he continued his delicious torture down south.

"I thought you said that was enough teasing.." I complained, softly as he chuckled in response.

"No, I said that was enough of you teasing me." He said, lifting his head up to stare at me in amusement. "I haven't seen you or been able to hold you in over a week… I'm taking my time with you, and enjoying your body." He said, smirking at me.

I growled at him in response, closing my legs before backing away.

"Hey! I was enjoying that." He complained, trying to drag me back to him by my ankle only to miss.

"Yeah, well, enjoy this." I muttered as I rolled off the bed and grabbed his discarded short sleeve and pulled it over my head before walking out of the room with him hot in my tail.

"Fucking hell…" he muttered as I made my way into the kitchen. "What did I do now?" He asked.

"Nothing. I haven't eaten since this morning. I need food if you're going to fuck me into next week." I replied as I pulled out the food I had bought earlier.

He sighed, plopping himself down on the stool before nodding. "Fine, but when we're done. I'm fucking railing you into the bed." He replied, smiling at my wide-eyed expression.

"This isn't our home. You better not fucking break another bed. Fury will fucking skin us alive if it happens again." I warned offering him a plate.

He chuckled in response before taking it and smirking at me. "I won't break it…" He promised, with a small smile.

"That's what you said the last time. What happened in Munich and Brazil?" I asked, raising a brow at him.

He guffawed, shaking his head at my annoyed expression, chewing for a.moment before he swallowed, "We broke the beds." He replied smiling.

I scoffed at his response before looking down at my food. Half of the food was already gone. I must have been ravenous if I wolfed down half of my food.

The information we had seen earlier coming back to the front of my mind as I stared down at the half eaten food.

"What's wrong, doll?" He asked, as he wiped his mouth with a napkin.

I shook my head, before looking over to him. "Nothing, I'm just tired, I guess." I replied, dropping my head into my hands.

"Are you sure?" He asked me, concerned.

I nodded, giving him a small smile before finishing my food quietly.

He nodded a moment later, realizing that that was all he would receive from me before getting up to clean up the trash.

When he finished he leaned down and kissed my forehead before heading in the direction of the bathroom.

A moment later I hear the shower start before getting lost in my thoughts again.

I was captured when I was twenty, on a mission to free some refugees from a group who wanted to gain attention by committing petty crimes and murders.

I had managed to free all of the refugees but one. A little girl named Adaline Ivanov.

She was so tiny when I found her, even at the age of seven. I was trying to get her out when we were both caught by one of the last men who was still conscious.

He turned out to be a Hydra agent. After our capture, we were both separated, and I was told she was killed. Didn't make it after the first dose.

For the next five years, I was experimented on, a lot of the experiments left me feeling weak for a moment before knocking me out cold.

That was until one of the scientists working there decided to get creative.

I was exposed to the tesseract and it's energy, and a few other things, gaining extra abilities.

I was trained for months on end. Beaten when I didn't do something that the commanders wanted. They even tried to electrocute me to make me more compliant towards them.

Nothing seemed to be working, though. I was still too strong willed for them apparently.

It wasn't until the fateful day, when three of the super soldiers began to rebel that Bucky took the chance to help me break out of there.

While the fight began, Bucky grabbed me, and led me out through a series of empty passages until we reached the car port.

There he shoved me into the passenger's seat and threw himself into the driver's seat, before throwing the massive thing forwards crashing through the door.

From then we were on the run from Hydra.

Stopping first in Omsk, and hiding out there for a week before we planned our next move.

We ended up acquiring another inconspicuous car, before driving south into in a town in the southern part of Belarus.

It is there we ran into T'Challa along with the Dora Milaje.

He remembered me from a past consultation he had had with Fury after a load of vibranium being transported was stolen by raiders.

I was the one who helped locate the stolen goods, and helped recover them.

From what he knew and told us, I had apparently died while on the mission. It had been reported that I had died amongst those within the place after it was blown to bits.

It was a lie, and after explaining to T'Challa what had actually occurred when I disappeared, and where I had been all of this time.

He and his sister Shuri along with the Dora Milaje took us back to Wakanda where they proceeded to help us break away from Hydra's mind control.

It took two years to break us free.

And another six months before I could gather the courage to contact Fury, and my brother Clint.

They were surprised as hell when I called, and that's putting it lightly.

Bucky and I had only been back in the U.S for a year before Fury informed me of this situation.

Now, here we were, back where this whole situation started.

"Doll?" I heard, as he touched my shoulder, causing me to jump.

He snickered, as he made his way towards me around the counter only for his expression to drop when he saw the look on my face.

"I didn't mean to scare you." He said, as he pulled me to him.

"It's fine. I was just… thinking." I muttered.

He sighed, nodding in response as he traced the small symbol I had gotten on my wrist before looking up at me.

My eyes fell on the one on his wrist as his fingers traced mine.

"Do you regret it?" He asked me, causing me to look at him sharply.

"No. You'll always be my fortitude." I replied with a smile.

He smiled back at me, before he picked me up and set me down on the counter. "And you'll always be my beacon of hope…" He whispered before kissing me.

This kiss was filled with tenderness, so different from the one we shared earlier.

In truth he had always been my safe haven. Since the beginning.

"Do you feel better now?" He asked as he traced the small symbol on the inside of my wrist with his fingers.

"Not really. This entire situation is giving me seriously post traumatic stress. Not to mention we may have to follow the only lead we have so far, and that's in Omsk… My instincts are telling me that we should follow it." I said, kicking my feet a little before looking back up to him.

"Sam said he was going to try to be here sometime tomorrow afternoon so we can check that out before he arrives…" He replied, as he kept tracing the symbol.

I nodded in response, before looking out the window, noticing how the weather drastically changed. "It's snowing…" I whispered, hopping off the counter and heading towards the window.

I could feel him slowly approach me, before I felt him wrap his arms around my waist, and pull me closer to him.

"I forgot it snowed this time of year here… it's been a while since we were last here." He muttered, as his chin lowered onto my shoulder.

"Four years." I muttered, smiling at his loving gaze. "Not surprised since it is nearly November now…" I whispered, smiling at the sight.

We stood there watching as the snow fell from the sky, and stuck to the ground.

Eventually we grew tired and went to bed, hoping the next day wouldn't be as hard as this day.