Lemon Warning.
The kiss was fervent, and set every cell in my body on fire.
I lost all sense of hesitance as his hands began to roam my body hungrily.
His touch overwhelmed my senses. His kiss erased any logic or doubt I had.
Suddenly as the kiss grew more heated I felt his hands wrap around me, lifting me for a moment before I found myself pressed into a wall.
"Baby, we can't do this..." I mumbled against his lips.
Groaning as his tongue peeked into my mouth, teasingly.
"Buck— *groan*— we can't do this…" I mumbled again, against his lips.
He groaned before backing away. "Why not? Don't you want to?" He asked, sadly.
"No, it's not that, my love. Believe me , I want nothing more than for you to take me here and now, but there's a camera right over there… and I would prefer not to let someone see me as I am being ravaged by …" I replied pointing towards the corner of the room.
He turned to look at the camera before groaning and dropping his head onto my shoulder, as I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Damn you, Stark …" He muttered in annoyance.
I let out an amused snort as he lifted up his head to look at me again.
"He's only watching out for us… Safety hazards, you know?" I retorted with a small smile.
A growl suddenly escaped his lips, as he looked.
Without warning he threw me over his shoulders, before rushing towards the room.
"Bucky, you're going to drop me!" I squealed, as I held myself up, bracing myself on his lower back.
"Don't worry, doll face, I would never let anything happen to you." He called as he finally walked into the room.
"While I do understand the sentiment, I would prefer you not bash my head in the doorway of the room." I snipped, amused.
"It won't happen if you just stay put. Be a good girl for once, doll face. Let me do the work tonight." He said as he headed down the hallway.
I hummed in response as he slid me down onto his hips, pinning me to the wall with his hips.
"So, my love, how do you want to do this?" He asked.
I smirk, before giving him a nonchalant shrug. "You said, 'Be a good girl…' So I am going to stay put… Your move, Mr. Barnes." I whispered, with a smirk, as I tightened my legs around his waist .
"Oh you really shouldn't have said that…" He growled, as I felt his hand slowly crawl down the length of my thought before slowly moving inside it.
My eyes rolled to the back of my head as his fingers grazed the tight bundle of nerves that was now throbbing there.
"Mmm… Baby, it seems like you're already ready for me…." He whispered, into the junction of my neck and shoulder, pressing his lips there tenderly as he continued the torture between my legs.
I groaned at the two sensations combined, arching my back slightly as I did.
"So wet for me already… I just love how your body responds to me. Every touch. Every kiss. It's like you were made for me." He moaned as he ran his tongue over my skin.
I almost lost it when I felt two of his fingers slowly slip into my core.
"Still so tight…" he groaned, before he suddenly set me on my feet, pulling off my camisole before dropping to his knees in front of me. Trailing kisses, as he went down the length of my torso.
I felt the need to push him away and cover my stomach to cover the lightened stretch marks on my hips and stomach.
"Don't do that." He muttered against my skin, holding my hands in one of his.
"Do what?" I asked uncomfortably.
"Don't hide yourself from me, my love." He softly said, kissing the marks as he did.
"I just— I don't look like I did two years ago…" I replied, trying to right my shorts, and pull my camisole back on.
He sighed looking at me, before getting to his feet, before taking my hands and leading me towards the bed.
I was about to sit down next to him, but he pulled me onto his lap, and kissed my shoulder.
"What's going on in that beautiful head of yours?" He asked, looking at me.
"I just. It's been almost two years since we, you know. Well, I am well aware that my body changed after the pregnancy, I just don't want you to look at me with disgust..." I explained, looking away.
"You're the most beautiful creature I have ever laid eyes on. Our children come in second. You think I haven't noticed the changes you went through? Baby, it was the first thing I noticed when I fucking saw you on that bridge. Your chest is bigger, your hips are wider, and that ass of yours looks so delectable. It took every ounce of my strength to not take you there and then…." He growled into my ear.
"You don't mind that I have stretch marks on my stomach, hips, and legs?" I hesitantly asked him.
"Of course not! Why in the hell would I? That makes you sexier to me. You carried my kids inside you, those marks are my claim on you. You're now mine forever." He responded by squeezing my hips with both of his hands.
I looked at him, smiling for a moment before finally kissing his lips.
"Do you feel better?" He asked, eyeing me.
I nodded in response, smiling at him.
"Great, no let me show you how much I fucking love you." He growled again before standing up with me in his arms.
"I was going to take my time with you… But I simply can't hold myself back anymore." He said, before throwing me onto the bed, causing me to shriek in surprise.
He smirked as he ripped away the thin fabric of my camisole before flinging it over his shoulders, before ripping off my shorts.
I watched as he dropped to his knees before pulling towards the edge of the bed.
He wasted no time before burying his face in between my legs causing me to gasp and weave my fingers into his hair.
His tongue flicked hard on the sensitive bud, causing me to cry out, arching my back off the bed, as his hands grabbed my hips pinning them to the mattress under me.
Colors flew behind my lids as he tongue licks, flicked, and circled.
When I thought he was done his tongue was replaced by his fingers, causing me to gasp louder, as he continued his onslaught on my bare skin.
I was so lost in the sensation, that I cried out when I felt his large, thick member slide into me.
"Oh my God!" I gasped, as I felt his lips attach themselves to my chest and neck.
His hips quickly slammed in and out of me.
"Harder…" I breathed. "Slozhneye, detka!"
I cried out. ( Harder baby)
"Your wish is my command, moya koroleva…" He gasped, his left hand reaching down and rubbing quick circles as his hips moving faster. ( my queen)
My mouth let out a soundless scream, as I lifted my hips to meet his, groaning as I felt him hit deeper in me.
Warmth flashed through me as I felt myself fall off of the edge, him following closely behind.
The only sound was that of our harsh, labored breathing as he finally shifted off of me.
The bed collapsed, the frame groaning as it did, as he moved causing us to laugh.
"Two years with the same bed, and one night with you and it's gone. Must be a new record." I rasped, lifting my head up to look at him tiredly.
"Definitely." He rasped back with a chuckle.
"Hold me." I said as we moved to lay down more comfortably.
He smiled at me, before pulling me towards him, holding me tighter.
A smile spread on my face as I fell asleep with the sound of his heartbeat.
The ringing of the cellphone woke me up sometime later.
I groaned, rubbing my face as I slowly got out of the bed, pulling Bucky's shirt over my head as I padded towards the kitchen.
I found the phone on the counter, right where we left it earlier.
Without thinking or checking to see who it was, I clicked the answer button and brought it up to my ear.
"Barnes here." I answered with a tired yawn.
"Ahh, Zaya, I was hoping this was the correct phone."
I gasped as I felt a hand touch my lower back, causing me to turn around sharply.
Bucky stood there in nothing but a pair of boxers on, hair in disarray.
"What do you want?" I growled.
"I need your help, of course." He said.
"What do you want?" I asked him, as Bucky looked at me with a nod, silently asking who it was.
I mouthed to him who it was, causing him to stiffen.
"It seems the D.E has been awakened. I need your help and your friends help to take them down."
My fist clenched at my side, shaking my head in disbelief. "What who would do that?" I asked.
"Alexander Pierce." He replied, causing all the blood to drain from my face.
