AN: Enjoy this next chapter! Warning: mature sexual scenes.
"Oh there you are y/n, I wasn't sure when you would-"
"Why do you have the chemical formula for super solider serum?" I demanded, shaking Stark's notebook in my hand as I spoke.
Tony stopped in his tracks and gazed at me sternly. "Did your parents never tell you not to snoop?" He scolded me, "give it here." I tightened my grip on the book and took a step back from him. My mind was racing. Was he trying to replicate it? Did he already replicate it? Did he infect people with this horrible curse of a serum?
Tony let out a sigh and leaned against the table. "Bucky asked me to look into a cure for the serum..."
I felt a rush of heat flow through me as my blood boiled with anger. I spun on my heel and raced out the door and down the hall. I could hear Tony calling out to me in the distance, but I didn't stop. I ran towards the meeting room and barely glanced through the window before ripping the door open and storming inside.
"What the hell is wrong y/n?" Bucky asked, startled at the intrusion. It was just him and Steve in there, the table between them scattered with maps.
"Do you think I'm a monster? After everything you said to reassure me?" I tried my best to not cry, the pain from his betrayal felt like a punch to the stomach. Bucky's eyes grew wide as he saw the notebook in my hand and he took a step towards me.
"Y/n, it's not what it looks like, I promise," he reached a hand out to grab the book but I snatched my hand close to my chest.
"Explain." I said curtly, maintaining my distance between us. He looked back at Steve who just gave him a quick nod, urging him to elaborate.
"After you got kidnapped and they turned you back into an assassin, I started to worry about what would happen if they captured me and did the same. You were newer to the program than I was, so you weren't given the same training as me. But that extra training that I received, along with my metal arm, would make me a horrible threat to you and your safety." He paused, "y/n, I couldn't imagine what they would make me do to you if they controlled me. I couldn't bear the thought of losing or hurting you. So I gave Tony some of my blood and asked him to try and find a cure, if that's even possible." He looked at me with a soft expression. I felt like such an ass for assuming the worst.
"Oh Buck I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed that." I reached a hand towards him and he gently held it in his own. A small smile of relief graced his face, and he gave my hand a quick squeeze.
"It's ok doll, I understand why you jumped to that conclusion. I wanted to mention it to you, but I didn't want to worry you, especially if nothing were to come of it." I nodded, he had a good point. The door creaked open behind me and I turned to see a rather red faced Tony gasping as he shuffled in.
"Y/n, it'a not what you think," he said between sucking breathes. He hunched over with his hands on his knees. "Bucky-bucky wants it for himself," he gasped. "God, I am out of shape."
I bit my lip trying not to laugh. I stepped towards him and held out the notebook for him. He slowly grabbed and and straightened up, his cheeks slowly losing their red tint. "You know, I checked three different hallways for you," he tutted, turning to leave. "Three." He held up three fingers behind his head as he walked through the door, dropping down the first and third one just before the door swung shit behind him. I laughed and turned to see Steve shaking his head with a broad smile.
"Oh before I forget, y/n are you free tonight?" Bucky looked hopeful, with a charming smile plastered across his face and his eyes light up brightly. How could I ever say no to such a handsome man? I felt butterflies in my stomach every time he looked at me, touched me, even when he said my name.
"Ya I'm free anytime after 4, I've got training till then," I nibbled at my lip and looked into his alluring gaze. I could stare into those eyes forever. God what is this man doing to me, I berated myself.
"Alright then it's a date. I'll come to your room at 6, dress casual." I saw Steve roll his eyes behind Bucky but I didn't care. I had a date with James Buchanan Barnes.
6 o'clock
Right on the dot there was a knock on my door. After checking myself one more time in the mirror, I turned and opened the door. Bucky was there dressed in black pants, a white t-shirt, and a black leather jacket. He held a bouquet of sunflowers wrapped in a pale pink ribbon. I let out a quiet gasp at the sight. No one had ever bought me flowers before.
"Oh Bucky they're beautiful. Thank you so much," I reached out a hand and gently grabbed them. I turned back into my room and grabbed the empty green vase on my shelf. I walked to the washroom and filled the vase up with water before carefully settling the flowers into place. I put them on my dresser before turning back to see Bucky smiling and leaning against my door frame.
"You look beautiful, doll," he reached out a hand and I placed my much smaller one there. He lifted it to his lips and planted a tender kiss onto my knuckles. I blushed and downcast my eyes. God he made me feel so special, like I was the only woman in the world for him. He lowered my hand and laced our fingers together, giving me a gentle tug to start walking with him. Following suit, I marched out the door and let him lead me down the stairs and out the front door. A black Mercedes was parked out front, and he released my hand to open the passenger door for me.
"I'm guessing it's a surprise?" I inquired, as I sat down onto the dark brown leather seat.
"Yup," he said, closing the door soundly behind me. Of course he planned a surprise. He knew I loved the thrill of the unknown, and how romantic I thought these things were. He settled into the drivers seat and off we went, cruising down the country roads and into the city. He reached a hand down from the wheel and traced his fingers along my bare thigh. Great day to wear a skirt I thought to myself. The teasing fingers swirled around the middle of my thigh, just grazing against the hem of my skirt. My breath quickened, yearning for him to reach just a bit higher. I would have begged had this man asked me to.
As if sensing my dirty thoughts, he ran his hand higher up my skirt until he was touching my silky panties. My breath hitched and I looked over at him. As usual he looked totally calm, and was fully focused on the road ahead. His hand however was in dangerous territory...
He grazed his fingers over the side of the undergarment and started to tug them down. I lifted up gently so he could pull them down more and just as they got to mid thigh there was a loud rip and he yanked them in half.
"Bucky!" I exclaimed, shocked.
"Now this whole date I'll know you'll be sitting there, with no panties on, getting wet for daddy knowing how easy access I have to you," his words were spoken in a nonchalant drawl but I felt the rush of heat go towards my pussy at what he described. Fuckkk. I don't know if I could even make it to where we were going if he keeps this up.
A/N: Leaving it here for now, stay tuned ;)
