The event that evening was a dedication of a statue to Tony Stark and required them to dress in formal evening wear. Wanda came out wearing a garnet red dress with a deep plunging neckline showing lots of cleavage and the bottom was skin tight, with a slit up her leg. Her black strappy heels were high enough that she was almost at eye level with Steve and Bucky. She also wore makeup, which she rarely did anymore. When she reached the kitchen area to grab a bottle of water, she found Clint and Scott. Both men hugged her, careful not to wrinkle her dress.
"You look dangerous," Clint chuckled.
"That was my intention. Are Laura and Hope coming to the event?" she asked them. Clint shook his head.
"Not Hope. She had something planned a while ago. I thought about bringing Cassie, but I wasn't sure how wild these things get. Are they going to feed us at this shindig?" Scott asked, digging around in the pantry.
"They said cocktail hour. So, food and drinks," Steve said as he walked into the room with Bucky. Both of them looked extremely hot in black tuxes. The tuxes were different styles and Steve wore a white vest too. So they didn't look like they were a matched set. Wanda couldn't help but notice how different they looked. The good and bad boy of the Avengers.
Walking straight to Wanda, Steve lifted her arms so he could see her entire dress. "Wow, Wanda. You look stunning." He kissed her on the cheek, but when he moved to kiss the other one, she turned her head and captured his lips for a few moments. After she released his lips, she used her thumb to wipe her lipstick off his lips.
Everyone just stared at them, not that they noticed. Steve rested his hand on her waist and looked deep into her eyes for a few moments before Sam walked in the room and the guys all started talking at once. Wanda smiled at Steve as she adjusted his bowtie. "You look sexy in black tie, Captain Rogers."
Maria Hill walked into the room from the elevator, and everyone greeted her. While Steve talked to Maria about the night, Bucky came up beside Wanda. "You know that kiss doesn't count, I assume," he pointed out. "But he's right. You look stunning. Save me a dance?"
"A victory dance?"
"No, we can do that later in my room," he teased.
"Wanda, you look lovely." Maria Hill came over with Nick Fury. "I'm glad to see you're surviving with all these guys."
Nick Fury laughed. "I'm sure she's running the place. Not just because she's the only female, but she also can control minds."
"Not running it, and I rarely use mind control on them. Seriously, once a day at most," Wanda said with a smile. "I'm surviving, and I think I have a few of them behaving. But I miss having another female here. I hear Torres and Peter Parker are moving in, too. I think I need to move to another floor so I don't have to hear them all. The worst is the non-stop sporting events blasting from their rooms."
"She has some of them chasing their tails for sure," Rhodey teased her.
"Chasing her tail, is more like it," Bucky murmured under his breath
"Hopefully, they aren't chasing their tails just because I am the only woman here. I might have to make female friends so they can come over and have pillow fights. And jello wrestle," she replied and those around her laughed.
Dr. Banner and Thor arrived with Valkyrie. "Maybe we can talk Valkyrie into moving in here," Bucky said, winking at the Asgardian.
"Absolutely not. She's running my kingdom," Thor said with a smile. Wanda had to remind herself not to stare at him. Between his looks, personality, and the fact he was the God of Thunder made him eye candy extreme. He reached out, taking her hand and kissing it. "Wanda, you look gorgeous. Save me a few dances?" She bit back a giggle and nodded.
After everyone had greeted one another, there was much pouring of drinks, including some Asgardian drink that he would only let the enhanced people drink. Wanda regretted it as soon as she drank it. Her head spun almost instantly and her stomach felt warm. Bucky must have noticed when she swayed a bit because he put his hand on her back.
"It's time to go to the limos," Fury announced. They all headed to the stairs or elevator. Since the elevator was full, Wanda planned to wait for it.
"Let's take the stairs," Bucky said, holding out his arm.
"Those stairs are far too dangerous for these heels," she explained. "Especially after that drink. Why do I let people give me alien drinks?"
"I won't let you fall. I promise." He held out his arm again, which she took. He smiled at her and suggested, "I'd love to walk in with you. You deserve to be on someone's arm and I know you can't walk in with Steve as they'll be going in with Pepper and Happy."
"Are you going to manhandle me or rip off my thong?"
He chuckled and, running the backs of his fingers down her arm, said, "Maximoff, we know there is no way you can wear anything under that dress except your silky skin, so there isn't chance of me ripping off your thong. I can wait until later to manhandle you. I promise to be a perfect gentleman until I win the bet. Well, not perfect, but I'll do my best. Have I mentioned that you are a walking wet dream in that dress?"
"Very gentlemanlike comment," Wanda giggled. "You don't look bad yourself, Bucky."
"That was almost a compliment, I think."
"Okay fine. You look smoking hot, but you knew that already. Better?" She smirked as she let him lead her to one of the waiting limos. He sat close and took her hand. He started to say something to her when Scott, Sam, and Torres joined them and Wanda pulled her hand away. They drank a few shots together and joked around with each other. Sam and Bucky argued, of course. Torres flirted with Wanda and she flirted back, ignoring the glares Bucky gave her. He fit in well. Plus, he was cute, sweet, and funny, so Wanda strongly approved of the addition. He also hadn't picked up all the bad habits of the other guys, either.
They arrived at the park across the street from Stark Tower, where the statue was, but had to wait in the limo until it was time. Wanda turned to see Bucky had messed up his tie. She turned sideways and fixed it, then leaned over him and grabbed the tux brush out of a seat pocket. He watched her with steamy eyes, making her smile.
"I think you're enjoying torturing me," he whispered. Reaching out, he gently turned her necklace so the clasp was in the back.
"You just stole a wish from me." When Bucky looked confused, she explained. "When the clasp is in the front, then you make a wish and kiss it before you turn it around."
"Tell me what you'd wish and I'll grant it." His voice became low and sensual. When she opened her mouth to speak, he put his finger to her lips. "And don't say Steve."
Wanda chuckled and agreed. After a few moments, she said, "Say something nice to me that isn't sexual or about my looks."
Bucky thought a bit. There was plenty he could say, but it had to be just right. "I love the way you low key make sure everyone's okay when we're training or actually fighting. Steve is responsible for the team, but you just check things out. Because you know that if someone needs help, you can help them. But you make it subtle, so no one thinks you doubt them."
A blush rose on her cheeks, and Bucky smiled. He'd never seen this shy side of her. She answered him in a subdued voice. "I think I learned that from Natasha. And since she's not here, I must take her place in that role."
The door to the limo opened and they were all rushed out to where the statue was covered up with a tarp. A couple of people made speeches including Steve, Rhodey, Happy and, of course, Pepper. Wanda watched little Morgan Stark. Poor thing still looked in shock over Tony's death and it had been almost a year. But Wanda remembers how it felt to lose her parents.
After the statue reveal and speeches, they were supposed to shake hands and greet people. There were a few children there, so Steve, Thor, and Wanda went to talk to them. Eventually, a few more of the others came over. Wanda smiled at the women who dragged their kids over to Bucky in order for the women to flirt with him. A lot of the male Avengers had mothers and other females flirting with them, though. It was infrequent that a man approached her. She wasn't sure if they feared her or feared the guys surrounding her. Or maybe they just weren't interested. Either was fine with her. She knew who she wanted to flirt with her.
As soon as the sun started going down, they all started drifting towards the hotel where the reception was being held. Steve held out his arm for her, and they spoke quietly about the dedication. She sensed he still mourned Tony, but he loved talking to the kids.
"Will you save a dance or two for me?" he asked in a flirty tone.
"I will try to squeeze you in. It depends on your timing I suspect," she said, scrunching her nose at him. "It's been a while since we danced."
"Too long." He took her hand and brought it to his lips. "We should make up for that tonight."
"Perhaps we should," she answered evasively, avoiding his gaze.
He glanced around and pulled her around the side of the building. "Wanda, you're being a tease. I thought you said…"
"I said we'd discuss it."
"I could put an end to this so easily." He raised his hands to her face, his thumb moving down her jaw. "I'm enjoying the game, but I'm sure I'd enjoy you even more." His mouth crashed on hers as he drew her into his embrace. His hands moved down her sides before pulling her body to his by her hips. She returned his kiss for a few minutes before pulling away.
"I don't know how the world would feel about Captain America making out up against a hotel," she admonished him. "People might suspect you aren't as innocent as you pretend to be."
"We don't have to be against it," he replied, kissing her neck. "We could be inside the hotel. I could be inside…"
"Steve, you promised," she warned, glancing around to assure herself that no one watched them. They hadn't had much of a problem with paparazzi recently, but there had been some instances. Steve pulled her chin up to draw her gaze back to him.
"You're so tall in these heels. I could just turn you around, pull up your dress, and…" he trailed off and Wanda smiled.
"You could. But you won't. We're supposed to be inside."
"I'm talking about being inside," he said with a chuckle. "Inside you." Wanda playfully slapped his chest. "Fine. You go have your fun. I'll see you after midnight. But if you and Thor dance like the last time, don't be surprised if no one makes it until midnight."
x0x0x
Bucky danced with the few women with their group and then a few other women around the room. Enough so he appeared social, at least. He actually had five phone numbers and two-room cards put in his pocket between the women outside and inside the ballroom. If he had a dollar for every time a woman suggested she wanted him to choke her, he'd be rich. It's funny how no one wanted the Winter Soldier to choke them.
Throughout the night, he checked on Wanda. She rarely sat down between dancing and talking with the people she knew. It always surprised him how she became so introverted around strangers. He knew men desired her by the way their eyes followed her and looked her up and down, but strange men all seemed intimidated by her. So only a few of them approached her for a dance. Most of them were much older than her and judging by their appearances, they were wealthy and powerful. Perhaps that made the difference. Steve had been dancing with her a lot tonight, overly attentive, and Bucky wondered if his friend intended to back out on their agreement. They seemed to get really into each other. Of course, now she was dancing with Thor. Bucky could see her desire for the God of Thunder, as she gazed at him adoringly. He supposed most women did.
Bucky refused to let any god walk off with her tonight, after this past week. He strolled up to them on the dance floor as soon as a slow song that he knew Wanda liked began. "May I cut in?"
Both of them hesitated. Thor appeared shocked that anyone would dare, or possibly it was the first time. Wanda seemed a bit embarrassed. But since they were in a crowd, Thor kissed her hand again. "Perhaps later, Ms. Maximoff." After that, he stepped back and passed her hand to Bucky. Wrapping his vibranium arm around her, he smiled and said, "I think you've been avoiding me."
She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck. "You knew where I was. You obviously didn't look very hard. Besides, your fan club kept you busy enough."
"You have less than half an hour left and I see no sign of Steve," he reminded her. Since she was turned so there was nothing but a wall behind her, he lowered his hand to rest on her ass. "I put the hotel card in your bag, seventh floor, suite seven oh-seven."
"I can accomplish a lot in short time. Don't count me out yet."
Bucky put his fingers under her chin and lifted her face to look at him. A flash of hurt crossed his eyes. "Did I read everything wrong? Are you going to be disappointed if you lose?"
She hesitated. She didn't want to continue the game if she'd hurt his feelings. But she also didn't want to leave herself vulnerable. Sliding her hands inside his jacket and around his waist, she pulled him closer to her. "Of course, but only because I hate to lose."
"Perhaps you should change what you want as a prize." He slowly danced her further away from the crowd. "You name it and its yours."
"Anything?" she asked, trying to appear innocent.
"Within reason," he quickly amended. "I don't want you to ask me to go suck off Steve or something."
"Damnit, so close," she said, with a laugh.
Since they were so far away from everyone else and dancing extremely close, he decided to risk it and looking down, slid his hand in the low-cut front of her dress, rubbing one of her nipples. "Fuck, woman. You're killing me. You need to tell me what you want before I drag you into the restroom."
Wanda gave him a slight smile before pressing her cheek against his stubbled one and whispering in his ear. "Tell me. Are you already hard?" He nodded as he pinched her nipple. "I want you. On your knees. Between my thighs. Can I have that?"
"Fuck yes," he moaned.
Wanda chuckled. "James, look at your watch." She already knew it was two minutes until midnight. "Do you want to win this bet or…"
"Either way, I'll get what I want. So, I surrender. You can win and I'll enjoy your prize," he offered. "But can we hurry? It's only fair that I ask if you are wet. Because that slit in your dress is pretty high and I think I can find out myself but I don't know how you'd feel about me ending up on my knees in front of everyone."
"Bucky, we cannot leave together," she said, ignoring his question. "Wait five minutes and come upstairs."
He gave her a warning look, but she saw he was teasing. "Answer my question or your dress might get ripped."
Putting her right hand on his face and leaning in to whisper in his other ear, she whispered, "Let's just say, your cock would slide in really easily right now."
"Jesus," he muttered. "Hurry."
x0x0x
Bucky strode quickly down the hall. A few people had stopped him as he was leaving the party, and it had taken twice as long as she had suggested. Pushing the key card into the slot, he opened the door as he took off his tie. The drapes were open, and there was a beautiful view of the New York City skyline. And a beautiful redhead lying on the couch in front of it.
"You're late," she said with a small smile. "I thought your fan club had kidnapped you."
"Honestly, I wasn't too polite to the last person who stopped me." He chuckled.
The lighting was dim in the room so he was close to her when he realized she was completely nude, just lying in a way to cover herself part way. God, this woman was killing him. He unbuttoned his shirt collar when he heard, "I hope I'm not interrupting," from behind him. Bucky swung around to find Steve leaning against the bar with a glass of champagne.
Bucky looked at him for a long time before turning to Wanda. She kind of shrugged. "What the hell is going on?" he demanded of Steve, a little nervous about what was happening.
"I heard about the bet. Good thing you surrendered to her, considering she won hours ago." Steve chuckled. "Don't blame her for that, though. That was my doing." Walking up to Bucky, he grabbed his shoulder. "You really thought I would resist all that seduction without a reason? You were wrong about me, at least in one area. Wanda can vouch for me. She knows what I mean. Intimately. And if you hadn't come to live at the compound, I might still remind her."
"Steve," Wanda warned. Turning her gaze to Bucky, she explained, "What he means to say is he and I used to be a thing. And what he forgot to say is we stopped long before you moved into the compound."
Bucky studied Steve for a moment before asking, "So, are you telling me I need to leave the room? That I lost the bet?"
"No." Steve downed the rest of his drink. "I came to tell you both that you wasted six months fighting and teasing each other when you could have been doing more pleasurable things. And both of you rigged this bet."
"What?" Wanda looked at the two men in surprise.
"I've been avoiding your advances for over six months, because Bucky wanted you, and I agreed to behave until about thirty minutes ago. But then you also asked me to not do anything because you wanted to lose the bet," he replied with a smile as he walked over to Wanda. He ran his hand down her bare arm and bent down to kiss her. "But next time you push me that far Maximoff, all bets are off. Since I was so good at behaving for so long, can I join in?"
Bucky walked to the door quickly, jerking the handle, and held it open. "Thanks for coming, man. Have a good night. We'll talk tomorrow or in a few days or something."
Steve glanced over at Wanda and exhaled. "So much gratitude when I'm the only one who lost in this. If you change your mind or you need me, you know which room I'm in. Two for the price of one, Wanda." Shaking his head he added, "I sat around getting blue ball knowing I wasn't going to get fucked."
"That's why they call you a hero," Wanda said with a smirk.
He stopped in front of Bucky. "You know, I shouldn't have agreed to this. I feel like I got screwed but not." Dropping his voice low, he said, "Take a helpful tip or two from me, if you're behind her, pull her hair. And don't spank her. Ever."
Bucky finally just put his hand on Steve and pushed him out of the room. He dead bolted the door because he wasn't sure if he had a key. Taking a deep breath, he tried to figure out if he was really mad or not. Steve played him and Wanda both. But Wanda and Bucky had asked Steve to not surrender to her seduction, so obviously she wanted him as much as he wanted her. He couldn't be mad at him. After all, he'd done all this for Bucky. She had fucked Steve, though. Was it a violation of the friend code if Steve arranged for him to do it?
Turning to look at her, he wondered if she was mad at Steve. He removed his jacket and hung it on the back of a chair. "Are you angry?" he asked, walking to her.
"I'm the one who told you didn't know him now. I should have listened to my advice. And how can I be mad when I rigged it too?" she said nonchalantly. "So, you told him you wanted me six months ago and to stay away?"
"No, I just told him I wanted you. He offered to stand back. I wondered why you would put up with him ignoring your hitting on him." Standing next to the couch, he reached out and ran his hand from her waist to her ankle. She still wore her shoes, which he thought was so erotic.
Swinging her feet to the floor, she stood up in front of him and began unbuttoning his shirt. Her every move made her the picture of elegant seduction, and he could barely pull his eyes away from her. He let her push his shirt off his shoulders. She looked him in the eyes as she pulled his undershirt from his pants, only to pull it over his head as well.
Running his hand along her jaw and curling his fingers around her neck, Bucky pulled her mouth to his. She pressed her hot skin against his bare chest, and they both moaned. Sliding his tongue into her mouth, he let her tease him with her own before she stroked his tongue. Her hands moved to his pants, undoing his belt and unbuttoning and unzipping them. She didn't bother waiting, just pushing aside the fabric to reach inside his boxers and pull out his cock. Wrapping her hand around it, she stroked it slowly, teasingly. She gasped in surprise against his lips which turned him on more. Bucky's hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts, circling the nipple with his thumb. She began kissing down along his jawline and then down his throat. He lowered his head to kiss her shoulder, then he squeezed one breast and brought it to his mouth. His vibranium hand reached around her and grabbed her ass, pulling her into him. Soon he lifted her up and walked toward the bedroom. Wanda wrapped her legs around him and never stopped kissing him.
Pulling away, he asked, "Does it have to be on my knees?" She looked at him strangely, but before she could answer, he dragged his tongue down her body as he lifted her further up so her legs were on his shoulders.
"Jesus Bucky," she said, grasping his shoulder. Thank God she could fly so she was able to hold herself up. She crossed her legs behind his head as he began running his tongue through her folds. He brought his hand up, leaving her weight on his vibranium arm, and pulled her open, thrusting his tongue deep inside her. "Oh my God," she whimpered, tugging his hair hard.
Bucky's cock was throbbing now. She was so wet and all he could think about was sliding his cock in her. He couldn't help his aggressive sucking on her clit and tongue fucking her. The sounds she made was almost too much for him to bear.
Realizing that this position wasn't optimal after she caught herself from falling for the third time, he began lowering her, intending to put her on the bed. He kissed her aggressively before saying, "See how wet you are? You taste so good."
"I bet you do, too," she moaned, grabbing his cock again. "Can I taste?" Without waiting for his answer, she lowered her feet to the floor and bent over to lick the pre-cum off and swirled her tongue around the head.
"Wait," he said with a gasp. She stood up again and he started to remove his shoes and pants. Quickly, he stripped off his socks. "I wasn't finished." He started to move her to the bed.
"I wasn't either," she answered. She put both her hands on his face and traced his lips with her tongue, then kissed him slowly flicking her tongue against his. Eventually she took a breath before asking. "Same time? Top or bottom?"
"Bottom for sure," he answered. "I want you to sit on my face. But first, you have to let me do one thing."
He caressed her breasts and bent down to suck on a nipple. She gasped when he began sucking hard and alternating between them. His cock jumped when she wrapped her hand around it.
"I want you so badly," he said before resuming sucking.
"I need you inside me. Now."
Grabbing her elbows, he pulled her onto the bed with him. He reached down and slipped off her shoes so he didn't end up losing an eye. Before the second shoe hit the floor, Wanda laid on her side and his cock was in her mouth. Careful not to move out of her mouth, he lay on his back and moved her so she straddled his face. He bit his lip trying to settle down but she wasn't making it easy for him. She seemed to be sucking, licking and stroking all of him, at once. It didn't make sense and wasn't possible he knew but that's how good it felt.
Moving a finger into her, he felt her moan rippling over his cock. He pushed another finger into her, surprised at how tight she was.
His cock twitched when she removed it from her mouth and sucked one ball, then the other, into her mouth. As soon as he felt her lips returned to the head of his cock, he thrust up into her hot mouth. His hand digging into her ass as he began thrusting his tongue into her and pulling her hips down. When she came, he groaned because she sucked him so hard, then started deep throating him.
Her legs stopped quivering as she pulled away and gasped for breath. She moved away from him, rolling on her back. "God, that felt good. But now I think it's time you fucked me."
Bucky didn't need to be asked twice. He climbed up her body, licking and kissing as he went. Wanda whined his name impatiently.
"What is it? Do you need something?" he teased. When she did the classic Wanda Maximoff 'I'm about to fuck you up' head tilt™, he kissed her and thrust into her halfway. He moaned into her kiss. As soon as he released her lips, he said, "You are proving to be much more than I ever hoped for. Tell me if I hurt you. You're so fucking tight."
"No, you're so fucking big," she laughed. "But I'm not complaining at all. Unless you don't start moving that great ass of yours."
"You might regret saying that," he said as he withdrew almost all the way before snapping his body back to hers. He continued to do so until he was fully embedded in her.
When she came almost immediately, she dug her nails into his back deep enough to draw blood. Not that he cared. He would have cut his wrist open as long as he got to continue.
Wanda watched him silently until she caught her breath. Eventually, she said, "That wasn't bad. I think I almost blacked out but I'm good now."
Bucky chuckled. "You're so great. I love that you dish it out as much as you take it." When she laughed, he added, "I meant your sarcasm and wit. Well, in bed too I guess."
Pushing him off her and onto his back, she straddled him and said, "Let's see if I can dish it out as well as you."
Bucky couldn't resist grasping her hips and pulling her down hard on him after she rose slowly. Seeing the excitement in her eyes was enough for him. She seemed to sense each time he was close because she also slowed down or bend down to kiss him. So the next time, he sat up suddenly, wrapping his around around her waist and pulling her down hard. She cried out each time he did it, but she didn't stop him. In fact, she moved with him, just not as rough. He didn't intend to come this soon, so breathing heavily, he held her still, kissing her deeply.
"You feel so fucking good," she said. "That cock of yours is glorious."
Chuckling, he said, "Glorious? Okay, I'll take that." Grasping her chin, he made her look at him. "You know it's all because of you. I have never wanted a woman more than I want you. I don't want to come because I don't want to stop. In case this never happens again."
Looking at him strangely, she asked, "Do you think this is the only time?"
"You tell me," he said, "You know what I want. You've always known what I want."
"And is my body language unclear now?" she said with a laugh. She wrapped her arms around his neck tightly before she said, "But, I'll prove it to you. You come in my mouth now. And I'll get you hard again so we can start the second time right now." Bucky closed his eyes, a shiver running through him. When he opened them, she watched him appearing so mischievous before she licked her tongue across his lip. "Do you know how many times I have fingered myself thinking about you?"
He groaned and said, "You're making me crazy. You know exactly what to say to make me throb."
She lifted herself off him and crawled backwards enough that she could take him in her mouth. Flicking his cock with her tongue all the way down and back up again, she watched him. She sucked him back in and took him deeper in her mouth. She continued to take more until it was too much. Her hand wrapping around the bases, she stroked her. Bucky tried to think of something else so he didn't come so soon, but all he thought about was wondering if she swallowed or spit, so lowered his hand to the back of her head and pushed her down as his hips thrust up. He didn't want to risk getting bit by getting rough, but he lost control, thrusting into her mouth quicker. Wanda didn't bite or attempt to stop him. She stroked his shaft faster and sucked him even harder. Every once in a while she'd make a moan that vibrated against his hard length.
"Are you sure you want me to come in your mouth?" She nodded, and he warned her, "It's always a lot." One woman had tried it and gotten mad at him about how much there was. Wanda just dug her nails in his thigh like she was more annoyed by the questions.
Throwing his head back, Bucky cried out, his hips rutting up to her mouth. She pulled back a little, and he felt her swallowing rapidly, which only made him come more. He looked down and wished he had a camera. She looked so goddamn hot with him buried in her mouth with just a few drops of come escaping her mouth. As he tried to catch his breath, he watched her. Ultimately, she wasn't able to swallow it all, but she tried hard enough and, after taking a few deep breaths, she licked off all that had escaped her mouth. The whole time she did, she looked up at him.
"I think you dislocated my jaw," she said with a laugh.
He sat up, saying, "Next time tell me I'm being too rough."
"Its not polite to speak with your mouth full." He laughed, and she began kissing the inside of his thighs and then sitting up to kiss his stomach and chest, finally glancing up at him. "I heard some guys don't want to taste themselves so don't worry, I just licked it all off."
"That's ridiculous. You should never give a blowjob to those men ever again," he said, bringing her mouth to his. Pulling away, he smacked his lips, then wrinkled his nose, and said, "It's salty, I'll admit. But I would never ask you to swallow something I wasn't willing to at least taste." As soon as she raised her eyebrows, he said, "Let me rephrase, swallow something of mine, not anyone else."
"I wonder if you have less hang ups about sex because you're from a different generation and…"
"I'm just glad I get to have sex?" He laughed, kissing her again. "Actually, I think I would have more hang-ups based on my generation. But I learned about sex mostly after I was around eighty, give or take a few decades. I mean I knew stuff before the war but I guess I mean current sex. Because people did not do alot of this stuff in my youth. And I learned everything from online porn."
She scrunched her nose with a giggle. Looking down, she asked, "Are you ever not partially hard?"
"Not with you sitting there naked."
Stroking him, she smile and said, "I promised to get your hard again so thanks for doing your part."
"Anytime. Seriously though, anytime." He noticed her looking over his body and almost became self-conscious before she began kissing him in different places. She seemed to be extremely fond of his chest and belly. Which was fair, since he really liked her chest. Her muscle tone surprised him. Of course, he'd seen her workout but her legs were so toned and strong. Steve had taught her some kicks and stuff, so that must be it. He hated to think about what else Steve had taught her. Or rather, what she likely taught him.
Crawling forward, Bucky pushed her on her back and he settled between her legs. He kissed her as he lined himself up and pushed forward. Since he had just come, he stroked into her slowly, just enjoying the feeling of being inside her. He moved in different ways and speeds, just seeing what she liked.
Wanda started moving her leg up his body so he leaned to the side, thinking she meant to wrap it around his waist. His eyes widened when she threw it over his arm.
Closing his eyes and biting his lip, Bucky took a deep breath as she tightened around him. He grabbed her other leg as she slid it along his leg, then his hip.
With her legs like that, it felt like he doubled in size, and she wondered if this was a good idea. But when he moved, feeling his thick shaft drag along her walls, she knew it was a fucking great idea. He started slow and steady, but eventually he gave it to her hard and fast.. Bringing her hands above her head, he held her wrists down. His lips moved from her mouth to her neck, marking it with bruises. Wanda didn't even care.
Steve had teased her, saying she could call him up there if it took two super soldiers to fully pleasure her. But she was pretty sure Bucky was going to go beyond pleasuring her and either fuck her into a coma or paralyze her. She knew going into it that super soldiers had extra strength and stamina so she was prepared for that somewhat. She wasn't prepared for his mastery. If she could kick her own ass for not just fucking him a week ago instead of this bet, she would but damn she hoped this wouldn't be the last time.
Wanda cried out when she came for the fourth or fifth time. She lost count. She'd tell no one and have more women throw themselves at him. But James Bucky Barnes was a damn sex god.
"Are you okay?" he asked, panting heavily, looking concerned.
Oh my god. He's so adorable and sweet too. She nodded. "I'm beyond okay. I take back every mean thing I said about you ever."
He gave her that dazzling Bucky Barnes smile that made all women wet. Luckily for her, he kept handling that issue.
"God, I don't want to stop, but I can't hold back much longer. Can you come for me once more?" He let go of her hands and legs. "But turn over first."
Withdrawing from her, he moved her onto her stomach, then lifted her to her knees. Wanda wondered suddenly if Steve had said something to Bucky about the hair pulling. "Ah, this is the ass that's been tormenting me for years." He bent down and kissed one cheek. "Looks even better now than in the black stretchy pants you tease us with."
"You're delusion. I have not tormented you a year, much less years." She squealed when he thrust into her.
He wrapped her hair around his hand and pulled, making her almost laugh. Nice of Steve to set her up like that. But he was doing things with his hips and she forgot Steve instantaneously because she couldn't think. "You probably don't know but I wanted to fuck you since Germany. You were wearing that short black skirt and I couldn't stop staring at those legs." He pulled her head back by her hair and moaned, feeling her tighten around his cock. "If you want another orgasm, you better stop that." Wrapping his arm around her waist, her pulled her to rest her back on his chest.
Wanda couldn't help but grind against him. Bucky always had a dirty mouth but it got worse. She arched her back enough that he could kiss her. Soon his hips were snapping forward so hard that she cried out into his mouth, each time. When she finally came, it was almost painful to her but it felt amazing to him as her muscles massaged him from within. She reached behind her, digging her nails into Bucky's ass cheeks.
Eventually, Bucky pushed her down onto the mattress, following after, holding himself up with one arm, while still deep inside her. He didn't lose a stroke, but he also took care not to crush her. He raised her hips off the bed a little, then he plunged into her, using deep, long strokes. Once again, he grabbed her hair and yanked it. He couldn't help being a little rough. His orgasm hit him so hard, he almost growled under his breath. "God damnit! You're making me come so hard. Holy fuck, yes, keep grinding that beautiful ass and tightening that sweet pussy around my cock. Fuck!" His thrusts were wild and savage.
Wanda had propped herself up on her elbows when he pulled her hair too far back. Her gasps for breath were in between crying out. She didn't think it was even possible but as soon as she felt him filling her up with his hot come, she had another orgasm. "Oh my God. You're killing me but it feels so fucking good." She dropped her head to rest on her arms.
"I'm going to ruin you for anyone else," he promised. He groaned and stopped moving, pulling her tight against him. Eventually, he collapsed on her. Both of them were struggling to catch their breath, so he moved beside her, still inside her and reluctant to pull out.
Wanda looked at him and then ran her hand down his sweat coated chest. Bucky studied her face and asked, "Did I hurt you?"
"Yes," she admitted. "But it was a good hurt. I did not know you had so much experience."
"I don't really. And no one like you." He kissed her, lingering on her mouth for a few moments.
She scoffed at him. "You're too good to be inexperienced. You have a fan club at every event. Women throw themselves at you. I've seen it."
"I'm serious," he promised. "I am picky and unlike men of this decade, I actually use self-control. Besides, I had bigger issues to deal with for a long time. Its not like I can pick up a woman and possibly risk becoming the Winter Soldier and kill her."
Wanda stared at him for a minute before saying, "That is dark." She gave him a small smile before she took a deep breath. She was hot and sweaty, too.
"And where did you get so much experience, or do I want to know? Besides my lifelong best friend."
"I don't know. Do you want to know? Nothing excessive or anything," she replied with a shrug. For her age, she knew she had fewer lovers than most.
"Okay. Any other Avengers I need to know about?" he smirked. When she didn't answer, he groaned. "Who?"
Wanda shook her head, then started laughing. Bucky grabbed her and pulled her to face him. "Now you have to tell me." He insisted with a smile. "I know it wasn't Scott or Sam. Probably not Dr. Banner, Hawkeye, or Rhodes. What about the other doctor? Shit it was Thor wasn't it?"
Still laughing, she shook her head. "Damn I wish! But no. There was a lot of alcohol involved." When he started tickling her, she relented. "Fine! I'll tell you. Natasha caught me and Steve making out in his bed at once. She and I introduced Steve to body shots. Which led to well, you can imagine."
Bucky dropped his head onto the mattress. "I fucking hate him. How the hell could he keep that from me? And don't talk about Thor like he wouldn't sleep with you if you wanted. You act like he is perfect man."
"He's not a man, he's the God of Thunder. He's sweet and funny, nice to look at, also makes a grand entrance on the battlefield, but I barely know him. And if you think I could hook with him so easily but I choose to be with you, there is obviously no reason for feel jealous. About Steve, honestly, he didn't take part as much as you would think. He was a bit shocked." She shrugged again.
"It was you and Natasha and he just watched? What a dumbass." He slapped his forehead, then laughed. After he was quiet for a few moments, he asked, "So, you sleep with women too?"
"No he didn't just watch. He watched for a while before we included him. And Natasha was the only one and only that one time."
Pulling her closer, he kissed her slowly, then he caressed her face. "Is this going to be a onetime thing? Or am I just borrowing you from Steve?" Wanda jerked away from him and sat up. He watched her with confusion. "What did I say?"
"I'm not Steve Rogers' property to loan out or some toy you two can share back and forth. Ugh! Why on Earth would you think I'm going to go back and forth between you? Maybe I should just sleep with all the Avengers. I'm sure I can fill the week that way." She stood, but Bucky lunged across the bed and grabbed her hand, pulling her back.
"Calm down you little spitfire," he said, lying on top of her. "I don't consider you anyone's property or a toy. I didn't think I had the right to say 'don't sleep with Steve anymore' but that's what I was thinking. In fact, I was kind of thinking 'please don't sleep with anyone except me' but I figured that was too much." He traced little patterns on her skin with his finger tip.
Wanda calmed down when she realized how unsure he was. Strange that he always seemed so cocky. But she kind of liked it. "Only you. As long as its only me."
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