Thank you SO MUCH for the lovely reviews! They were amazing to read and very encouraging. I'm glad I was able to make the sexy stuff tasteful. There will be some more of that later on, so never fear. For now though, just some fluff :)
I give myself a little shout out half-way through the chapter lol. Also please forgive the spelling and grammatical errors. I was too lazy to do a through check today.
Chapter XXIX
Lucy stayed on the bed, grabbing the sheets to her chest as Bucky got up to get her a towel. She smirked as she saw his backside as he walked away, she leaned on her elbow to admire the view.
"Stop staring," He chuckled as he caught her gaze drawn to him. He could feel her eyes on him from across the room, watching intently.
"Well, can you blame me?" She teased him, a blush going to her cheeks, turning them pink.
"You're being rude," He teased her back, returning back to the bed. She smirked as she realized his front side was just as nice as the back.
"Well maybe if your ass wasn't sure damn cute I wouldn't keep staring at it,"
"Oh, I see," His voice got lower as he returned her, "You think because we had sex you can be all cheeky and confident now?" He placed a tender kiss on her lips as he crawled back on top of her.
"That's exactly what I think, Barnes." She would never get used to the feeling of him kissing her. Every time it would cause the same excitement as it did when he first grabbed her and threw her out of the plane.
"Last names again? Tsk tsk, doll." He flirted back, giving her a wink. Bucky had the cloth in his hand and Lucy's eyes caught on it.
"What's that for?" She asked curiously as he pulled the sheets away from her.
"Clean up. You don't want to spend the rest of the night with the remnants of me between your legs, do you?" He gently moved the cloth between her legs sweetly, gathering the rest of her arousal and his semen that was still leaking down.
"Mhhhm, I suppose not." She agreed, knowing she'd probably regret it the next morning once it had all dried. Once he helped her he threw the rag across the room. He opened his arms to her and Lucy rested her head on his chest. He kissed her forehead gently and held her close.
"Will you stay here with me tonight?" She asked him, looking up with every bit of affection she had for him. She was worried he would say no. The thought of sleeping alone after the events that just happened made Lucy want to die.
"I don't know," He sighed, Lucy's heart dropped, "You know I do more than anything. But it's not fair to sleep up here in this cozy bed with you while everyone else sleep downstairs."
Lucy nodded, "I understand," She supposed that he was right and it wasn't fair. She didn't want him to be thought of any less either because of it. Although it pained her, Lucy knew he wouldn't be able to stay with her for long.
"Dugan is going to give us so much shit in the morning," Bucky chuckled as he thought about it, "I think he's been wanting this to happen for a while."
"You think? The man would have done anything to see this happen. He's been playing matchmaker, trying to get us together. My friend Elsa convinced him to help, I guess."
"Elsa?" Bucky frowned, not quite remembering who she was, "She the nurse?"
"Yeah, we're tent mates. She and I call you Sergeant Handsome."
"You think I'm handsome?" Bucky asked smugly, he had a troublesome smirk on his face which could have rivalled the devil himself.
"Stop it, you know you are. You don't need me to confirm it for you," Lucy hit his shoulder. He knew full on how gorgeous he was. His smug attitude alone proved it. She had always suspected him to be a ladies man. After all, with a face and a body like that what girl of sound mind wouldn't be attracted to him?
Bucky rubbed his shoulder which she hit, hurt expression on his face, "Ow! Take it easy, slugger!"
"That didn't hurt, you big baby!" Lucy giggled.
"It did, and now you have to kiss it better." He insisted, an even more self-satisfied grin on his face.
With a defeated sigh she leaned down and pressed her lips to his shoulder, "Does anywhere else hurt, your majesty?"
"Your majesty? Oh, I like the sound of that. And yeah, now that you mention it, my cock is a little sore—,"
"No!" Lucy hastily cut him off, knowing exactly where he was going with it. She rolled her eyes at him and huffed in frustration, a smile underneath her irritated tone.
Bucky laughed at her reaction, rubbing her shoulders gently. She revelled under his touch, shivering slightly.
"I'm only playing with you, darlin'." She was too fun to tease. It was nice seeing a more playful side to her. Especially since she was usually all business and no games.
"I know, that's why I'm going along. And because I love kissing you so damn much." She revealed, perhaps giving him a little too much power over her. But she didn't mind; after all, they had just spent the earlier half of the night having one another.
"That's a strange coincidence because I love kissing you too." Bucky smiled before leaning down to capture her lips. Lucy eagerly returned his kiss, smiling halfway through. Kissing him was addicting, and she was sure she would never be able to get enough of it.
Her hand graced his cheek as his thumb brushed over her bare shoulder. He bit at her playfully, causing Lucy to giggle ever so slightly. She pulled away to see his satisfied grin. Happiness looked so good on him, she wished they would never have to leave the room they were in to return back to the real world.
"I wish we would never have to leave this bed," She whispered softly, gently trailing her finger up and down his chest, playing lightly with the dark hair that covered his skin.
"Me too," He let out a frustrated sigh, "I wish we were anywhere but in the middle of this goddamn war. Anywhere in the world would be better than this,"
Lucy nodded, then looked to him, "As long as you were there I'd want to be there too,"
He eyes met hers and he leaned down only to attached his lips to hers once more. She couldn't believe that they had gone so long without kissing. The idea of waiting as long as they did baffled her. Now, she was afraid to go ten minutes without getting the chance again.
"When this is all finished let's go somewhere. Just you and me,"
Lucy frowned at first, but then her lips turned up in a grin as she realized what he was implying, "Like a romantic getaway?"
"Exactly," He nodded, thinking about it just being the two of them without any interruptions, "Wherever you'd want."
Lucy thought about it and bit her lip. There were so many places she had always wanted to go but never got the chance. As the cold air hit her bare skin she was happy to have him for warmth. A shiver ran down her spine as she snuggled closer to him before saying, "Somewhere warm, with a beach."
Bucky grinned happily before saying, "What about Hawaii? I've always wanted to see the Pacfic Ocean. See a real beach and actually go swimming in it, not like the ones on Long Island,"
"Hawaii it is then," Lucy fantasized about the warmth of the sand and soaking up the sun. It had been so long she got a tan and looked better than her usually paleness. She thought of them just relaxing together and laying on the beach. She chuckled, "I'm just trying to picture vacation Bucky Barnes," She laughed, "Wearing a Hawaiian shirt and swimming trunks with sunglasses on and everything," Lucy giggled the more she thought about it.
"Oh, I would look damn good in a Hawaiian shirt, alright." He hummed as he thought about it longer before saying in a low voice, "You in a pretty sundress, your skin sun-kissed and tanned,"
"It's a nice thought," Lucy admitted, "Drinking pina coladas by the water. Luau's with a pig roast, taking sunset strolls in the evening."
"Mmmm," Bucky gave a low hum of approval, "Making love to you on the beach,"
Lucy blushed at his statement. Never before had she ever discussed such dirty manners, let alone entertained the idea of it, "It's public!" She exclaimed, completely scandalized.
"We'd go somewhere more private. And besides, getting caught is part of the thrill," She couldn't believe the lewd things that came out of his mouth sometimes. The thought of it, however erotic it was, caused her cheeks to turn deep red. She couldn't imagine someone catching them with him inside of her. The thought alone of just the men downstairs knowing what they were up to was embarrassing enough.
"James Barnes, I never knew you were such an absolutely filthy man. I don't know your mother but I know that she didn't raise you like that."
"You love the idea of it, don't lie." He knew her too well. "C'mon, just picture it. Me on top of you, our bodies half way in the water. The thrill of anyone wandering by and catching us,"
Lucy shook her head, although it was appealing in possibly the slightest naughty way, "Absolutely not."
Bucky's fingers went between her legs to touch her arousal, with the first contact of him her breath hitched. She was wet from picturing it in her head and she couldn't hide it from him. Bucky whispered lowly in her ear, "Liar," He nipped at her.
Lucy rolled her eyes, her stomach flipped as she watched him bring his fingers to his mouth to lick them clean. The sight of that alone was enough to almost make her jump him again. The thought of him inside her once more almost drove her mad.
"You're a very bad man," Was all she said with a chuckle. Where on earth did he get this boldness from? She had never met a man as erotic as him before.
"Just for you, darlin." He winked flirtatiously. He gripped her hip tightly in his hand, giving it a squeeze.
Lucy bit her lip, trying to figure out just how far she could push him, "Now you're the liar. No one can be that good at love making without having dozens of women."
Bucky wasn't expecting her to retort with something like that. He looked a little flustered, "There's been a few. But what about you? You can't be that good at sucking me off and have never done it before."
"Actually," Lucy licked her lips before admitting, "I haven't done it before. This was my first time."
Bucky blinked a couple times and his mouth opened and closed. He looked at her and frowned and tried to figure out if she was telling the truth, "You—what? No, there's no way. How did you…?"
"I just did whatever felt right," She shrugged, "I don't know. I've been wanting to do it to you for awhile,"
"You think about things like that? Takin' my cock in your mouth like that?" He whispered dirtily in her ear, making her shiver. He bit her ever so slightly and Lucy ran her hand over his chest. "Now who's dirty?"
"Still you," Lucy gasped as he took her earlobe in his mouth and bit it again, "With a filthy mouth like that you're going to need to go to confessions."
Bucky shrugged and then hummed, "Can't confess something you don't feel guilty about." Her stomach flipped, hearing how he didn't regret it for even a second.
"All I know," Lucy huffed, "Is that I'll be spending a lot of time on my knees after tonight." She hated time think of all the prayers she would have to say to wipe her slate clean.
"Eager to get back down there already?" Bucky teased and Lucy realized how what she said had sounded, "I mean if you're volunteering, I won't protest."
"Stop it, you!" She scolded him and rolled her eyes and blushed hitting his chest again, "You are such a pervert, James Barnes! An absolute filthy- minded, dirty-mouthed scoundrel! Can you not think of anything but sex?"
"You love it! Don't deny it!" He kissed up and down her neck, causing Lucy's breath to hitch again. She did love it, more than anything, but she would never tell him.
"My lips are sealed," Lucy would never give him the satisfaction of letting him know just how his words affected her. Although her body would betray her, her mouth would at least would stay loyal.
"Yeah, yeah," Bucky rolled her eyes at her stubbornness, "I know the truth. You're not foolin' anyone, pige."
"An absolute scoundrel, James Barnes." She shook her head again and repeated. As she heard the words that came out of her mouth she frowned, "How did the nickname Bucky come about?"
Bucky gave a low chuckle, "My middle name is Buchanan. It's a family name. Bucky just eventually was something people called me when I was a kid. I had these bucked teeth that I didn't grow into until I was a teenager."
Lucy smiled as she thought about it. She wished she had been able to see him when he was young, to know what he was like. "You know James Buchanan was a president, right?"
"So I've been told," He chuckled and then looked at her, "What about you? What's your middle name?"
"Ooohhh no," Lucy protested firmly, "I'm never telling you! Not a single soul knows my middle name but my parents—who have taken it to their graves, and my older sister." Even Daniel didn't know her middle name. He had tried to guess it multiple times but Lucy never revealed what it was.
"Is it German?" He asked her, his fingers playing with her bare skin. Lucy laid further on his chest and looked at him. Her fingers trailed up and down in patterned, gently tickling him.
"It is." She confirmed, smirking, "It's very German."
"Okay, give me a couple and don't say which one it is."
"No!" Lucy laughed, "Because then you'll be able to figure it out!"
"I won't even ask which one it is, just list off five!" He protested with a chuckle, trying his best to get it out of her.
Lucy looked at him and then sighed. She then gave in, unable to resist those big blue puppy dog eyes, "Okay, okay. Umm.. let's see. Helga, Griselda, Hedwig, Wilhelmine, or Walburga."
"Wow," Bucky nodded in disbelief, "Yeah, your parents definitely hated you."
Lucy giggled, "Believe it or not, but four out of five of those are middle names belong to my sisters and I. My parents clearly wanted us to struggle."
"You have three sisters?" Bucky asked curiously.
"Well, two now. Beatrix and Adeline. My youngest sister Kathleen died at four years old when I was sixteen." She always struggled about talking about her dead family members. After all, it wasn't an easy topic, but she found herself wanting to share it with him.
"I'm sorry," Bucky kissed her head, "That must have been hard. I only have one sister, Rebecca. She's uhh, something that's for sure. I think you two would get along. She had a regular middle name though, so she can't relate to you on that."
Lucy smiled, she was about to say something when Bucky cut her off, still in disbelief.
"I am so sorry about those middle names though. God, those are awful! When we have babies we'll for sure name them something normal. Like… Anna, or Matthew or Benjamin or something."
"When we have babies?" Lucy looked at him skeptically. She rose an eyebrow to look at him with a pressing look, "You tellin' me something I don't know, Barnes? Maybe we shouldn't be talking about babies after you just, gee-I don't know, ejaculated inside me?"
"Well, we'll have them one day. Once we're married, of course!" He teased, also cringing as he heard the way she accused him of finishing inside her.
"Married?!" Lucy demanded with a laugh, she fell back as she shook her head, "You need to slow down there, tiger!"
"Are you really that surprised to hear that? I told you I loved you earlier today!" Bucky chuckled, knowing he was showing her all his cards but he didn't even care.
"No," Lucy sighed and then shook her head, "I suppose I'm not." She had just never thought about it that much if she was being honest. "I never figured you were the marriage type of guy,"
"When I first saw you in that bar in Brooklyn," Bucky's voice dropped. He became more genuine and serious before licking his lips and smiling her so slightly, "I turned to Steve and I actually said 'See that girl? I'm gonna marry her.'"
"Wow, that's presumptuous of you." Lucy laughed as she gently touched his chin, feeling the stubble that grew there and having it scratch against her delicate skin. "Assuming you're gonna marry a complete stranger."
"I don't care, I just don't want you to think I have the wrong intentions," Bucky told her. "I'm in it for the long haul."
"Maybe one day." She sighed wistfully. She couldn't think of marriage and babies and anything beyond the war. She had already lost one love of her life, to lose another would be too painful. "Is that really what you thought when you first saw me?"
"That," He nodded and then smirked like the devil, a look of mischief in his eye, "And 'would you check out the ass on her.'"
"That's it!" Lucy called out, her mouth dropping as he laughed at her reaction. She began pushing and shoving him off the bed, "Out of the bed! You've misbehaved for the last time this evening!" She shoved him with her feet enough to propel him off, causing him to laugh even more. "You are such a pain in the ass!"
"Right back atcha, sweetheart." Bucky let out a low chuckle as he gathered his clothes that she threw across the room as they had undressed earlier. Lucy noticed how he put in his boxers. He came over to her and lifted her chin to place a chaste kiss on her mouth, "Been a pain in my ass since the day I met you." Lucy had to agree he was right. She had thought he was a pain when they met, and she thought he was one ever since.
She watched as he began putting his clothes on and Lucy's face dropped, realizing he was leaving, "Wait, no, come back. I didn't mean it!"
Bucky grinned while trying to button up his shirt, "I know baby, but I have to go down with the fellas. But trust me when I saw that it's the hardest thing I've ever had to do," He did up his belt and looked down at her in the bed. She was completely bare except the small sheet that covered her from the waist down. Bucky let out a pained exhale out of frustration, "Definitely the hardest thing I've ever had to do."
"Don't go," Lucy's voice broke as she held onto his hand as she flipped over. Bucky's swallowed a lump in his throat as he saw how badly she wanted him to stay with her.
"Don't break my heart, pige." He begged her, looking at her hurt expression. He leaned down and kissed her once more, "I'll try to sneak in here with you in the morning before you wake up."
"Promise?" She whispered, not knowing how she was supposed to sleep alone after everything that had happened.
"I promise. Good night, Lucy Griselda Heinrich," He pressed his lips to her hand that held him back. She finally released her grip on him, a smirk on her face as Bucky looked on with her in curiosity.
"Nope," She popped the 'p' at the end of her sentence as she grinned,
"Damn it!" Bucky cussed as he grabbed his boots and began heading out the door. Lucy sat up on her elbows to watch him as he left, "Is it Hedwig?"
Lucy said nothing but pursed her lips together, not giving him a yes or a no. His face dropped as he let out a shocked gasp and smirked, "It is! It's Hedwig!"
"Alright, get out of here! Now I'm not upset you're leaving me! Sleep alone for all I care, James Buchanan!"
"Good night, sweet Lucy Hedwig Heinrich! Dream of me!"
"Oh, you wish you bastard!" Lucy only threw a pillow across the room at him as he quickly closed closed the door. "And that's still Doctor Lucy Hedwig Heinrich to you!" He could hear her muffled yell through the wooden door. Bucky striffled a chuckle as he stood outside and quickly put his boots on, thinking of their interaction. It was impossible for the smile he had to leave his face.
When Bucky arrived downstairs he was surprised to see the men still around the table and drinking. Given the smell of booze, as well as their boisterous laughter and red faces, they had been drinking for quite some time and was well past the state of drunkenness.
As soon as he entered the room, there was silence. The men looked over to him and Bucky suddenly felt uncomfortable. His hands were in his pockets and he wanted nothing more than to hide since it was obvious they all knew what had just happened.
"Don't let the party stop just because I showed up," Bucky stated, wondering when the teasing was about to start. They were uncharacteristically quiet.
Everyone was silent until Gabe Jones finally smirked and then only began making a squeaking and rocking sound, " Eee Er Ee Er Ee Err!" implying the bed was creaking. Every burst out laughing at his joke and Bucky rolled his eyes.
"Alright, alright, I know. Knock if off now!"
Dugan laughed loudest before finally reaching his hands up in victory and making fists, "Fucking finally!" He chuckled as he stood up and clapped Bucky on the back before shoving a bottle of wine in his hand. Bucky graciously accepted it and drank a couple large swigs, knowing he was going to need it it the teasing continued, "You're a man now, son! God, if this were a book you two wouldn't haven't gotten together until almost the thirtieth chapter." Dugan laughed and then rolled his eyes, "And who would ever wanna read a piece of garbage like that?"
"So uhh, Sarg?" Lee Miller looked over at him smugly, "How's it feel to finally pop your cherry?"
"You guys are hilarious," Bucky rolled his eyes as he took a seat. He looked at Lee before playfully punching him, "And it feels pretty good, Miller. Not that you would know since you still haven't popped yours yet."
"Aaaah! Ahh! Ah! Oooh!" Gabe Jones moaned in a girlish, high-pitch, tone. "Uhh, yeah!"
He paused before saying, "For the record, that's what you sounded like, not her!"
"You couldn't last a bit longer and put on a better show? I was just getting turned on." Whitney said with a dastardly smirk before sipping more wine from his own bottle. Bucky's jaw clenched as he looked at the man. He had an evil twinkle in his eye before adding, "And I gotta admit, Sarg. I'm impressed. Never thought that frigid broad could be tamed but it sounded like you really showed her who was boss," He raised his bottle high to him, gesturing a saluting cheers.
"Oh, Whitney," Bucky chuckled before taking a sip of his wine, his face turned red with anger and he gripped the bottle maybe a little too harshly, "One of these days I'm gonna kick your fuckin' ass when you talk about her like that." The room fell silent. This was the first time Bucky had ever threatened Whitney with violence. But there was nothing he wanted to do more than to punch him right in the face.
"Talk about her like that?" Whitney chuckled back and then cocked his head, "You mean calling her a frigid broad? Those aren't my words, they're yours. You goddamn hypocrite." He slammed his bottle down on the table a little too loudly, everyone keeping their eyes on him, "What? You think now because you fucked the bitch—"
"She's not a bitch, and if you say it one more time you and I are going to take this outside." Bucky threatened.
"Just using your own goddamn words," He clicked his teeth, a devilish smirk on his lips. He knew exactly how to push Bucky's buttons. "But it you wanna take this outside, by all means! I just would hate for your lady to see your ass getting handed to ya," Whitney stood up, staggering slightly. He eyed the door, looking at Bucky as though they were heading out there.
Bucky clenched his jaw even tighter. There was nothing he wanted to do more than to take him out there and kick his ass. But there was no glory in beating a drunk. And Bucky definitely didn't want Lucy to see him do something so undignified. He was a Sergeant, and it wasn't becoming of him to beat one of the men in his charge, no matter how big of a prick he was.
"Are we going or not?" Whitney questioned, hiccuping from the amount of liquor he had.
Bucky only sat there and glared. The men watched him intently, wondering what he was going to do. It took all that Bucky had to not go outside and teach him a lesson. Bucky's teeth gritted from how frustrated he was, but he made no move.
Whitney, sensing Bucky wasn't going to get up, only sneered before letting out a chuckle, "That's what I thought." He sat back down with a heavy huff, "Who would have known that fucking pussy would turn you into one,"
Bucky got to his feet so quickly his chair fell to the ground beside him. He was ready to take Whitney by the collar of his shirt and throw him outside to dole out the beating of his life when suddenly Dugan stood up, "Buck, it's not worth it." He put his hand on his shoulder to keep him from going after Whitney.
"One of these days," Bucky only said and shook his head, looking at Whitney, "One of these days," He only repeated again. The thought of kicking his ass some time in the future was all too sweet. Bucky swallowed a couple large gulps of wine, his eyes still focused on Whitney. The man only smirked, making Bucky all the more irritated.
"Alright, well now that you two drama queens have had a cool down. I wanna keep talking about the erm, events that just happened upstairs. The only actions I'm getting right now is living vicariously through you, Sarg. So you better spill all the details." Lee Miller changed the subject, yet again fixating on the topic of Lucy and Bucky.
"I don't kiss and tell, boys." Bucky only stated. Already he felt he put Lucy in a compromising position by the fact the men had heard what happened. He didn't want to disrespect her anymore than he already had.
"Was it terrifying? I imagine sleeping with her would be slightly terrifying. Does she like bossing people around in bed as much as she does in real life?"
"Like I said, I don't kiss and tell." Bucky only spoke again.
"Alright, alright, that's enough out of all of you!" Dugan exclaimed, "You talk all you want about your whores in the brothels but don't go on disrespecting Dr. Heinrich. And under no circumstances, bring this up tomorrow morning to the good Doctor. Lest we want to be skinned alive," The man snickered just talking about it.
"Okay, okay, one more question!" Gabe Jones laughed, "Are her cans actually as big as they look?"
"Ha ha! Really funny, Jones." Bucky smirked as he stood up. He knew he was only teasing him but Bucky needed a smoke after the conversation they just had. He grabbed his bottle on the way out, knowing he'd want to drink a little later as he nursed a cigarette. Dugan stood up with him and decided to follow Bucky and join him.
When Bucky got outside he shivered. It was much warmer in the house and he noticed how cold it was beginning to get, "Sorry about them, they can be perverted little pricks sometimes." Dugan only said with a shake of his head. His words all though harsh were said fondly.
"S'alright." Bucky placed a cigarette in his teeth as he looked for his lighter, "I get it. I don't want them talking too much more about it but it's not bad for morale to have some teasing." It was the only reason why he was letting them speak so crudely. He knew they didn't mean any of it and it was all done in good fun.
"Still," Dugan shook his head, "I wouldn't like it if someone was talking about my woman like that,"
"Lucy's tough. She can handle it," Bucky replied and although he didn't like it either, there wasn't much he could do about it. He lit the tip of his cigarette and inhaled the smoke into his lungs deeply. He shivered in the autumn air, wondering when it would begin to snow. He figured there was at least another month until Winter hit them and he wasn't looking forward to it.
"Yes she is, toughest broad I know." Dugan lit his own smoke and inhaled the chemicals as soon as the fire caught on the end. "Which is why is hate to see her have to leave if anyone outside this group caught wind of your little relationship."
Bucky hadn't thought about what would happen if they got together. He had been so caught up in the moment he hadn't even thought that getting together would mean the army would likely keep them apart.
Bucky let out a shaky exhale, worried he would lose her as soon as he finally got her, "What do I do?"
"Well," Dugan sighed, "I'm assuming everyone has enough discretion to not say anything just yet. Though I can't say the same about that fucking a-hole, Whitney. I'd try to make nice with him the best I could."
Bucky scowled at the suggestion. But he knew he would have to suck up his pride if he wanted to keep Lucy around. He nodded in understanding, knowing it was the thing he wanted to do the least in the world but knew he had no other option. "You're right."
He took an extra long drag of his cigarette as soon as he admitted he would have to try to get in Whitney's good side. At least the nicotine relaxed him a little more.
"Jesus, didn't think you'd be so eager to agree. Thought you'd fight it at least a little bit," Dugan was surprised, the shock evident in his voice.
"I don't wanna lose her," Was all Bucky replied with.
Dugan pursed his lips together in a soft smile, "You really love her? You weren't just sayin' that earlier because you thought we were doing to die?"
Bucky exhaled, blowing his smoke into the nighttime air, "I love her more than I love life itself." He said genuinely, he smiled as he thought of her in bed. The fact she wanted him up there with her made his heart lurch, "She's… She's everything."
"Yup, you got it bad alright." Dugan nodded, a low bark of laughter emitted from his lips as he saw how love struck Bucky was.
Bucky smiled and only scratched the back of his neck, "I'm gonna propose to her. I don't know when, but umm… I'm hoping before New Years."
Dugan laughed and only said with his hands up, "I called it! I called it, didn't I? I said you'll be engaged by New Years." He shook his head, realizing the two of them were crazy, "You don't think it's moving a little fast?"
"She's the one, I just know it. I don't know how long this damn war is going to go on for. But all I know is that I want to spend the rest of my life with her. If today showed us anything it's that we can die at any moment. And I don't want to die without at least spending a little bit of time having her completely. She's…" Bucky only huffed and ran a hand through his hair as he thought about Lucy, "She's really something else."
"Yeah, ain't that the truth. A dame like that is rare." He nodded then smirked, "But like I said, don't knock her up just yet. I don't want to have to lose the best Lieutenant we've got and a good friend."
"I'll do my best," Bucky chuckled and continued smoking until it was almost out.
"Also," Dugan looked at Bucky like he was crazy, "Why the hell you down here with us lot and not with your lady upstairs?"
Bucky breathed out frustratedly, almost rolling his eyes. Of course he wanted to be with Lucy.
More than anything he wanted that.
"Didn't think it would be fair to sleep in the bed with her while you all are down here," He only shrugged, hating that he couldn't be with her.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Dugan asked, clearly annoyed, "You get your ass back up in that bed with her. Jesus Christ, Barnes! You don't let a lady sleep on her own after you bedded her! Didn't your mother ever teach you anything!?" Bucky wanted to answer saying there's no way his very Catholic mother would have ever discussed anything like that with him, but he didn't bother.
Instead he only barked out a nervous laugh, "I can't abandon my men for my girl! It makes me look like a shitty Sergeant."
"Those fellas in there give a shit. They're gonna keep drinking themselves silly and not even remember a thing in the morning. So you march your ass back up there and be with your lady. Else I'm gonna take the bed! And I don't care if I'm gonna have to sleep next to your girl! I'll do it as long as I get a bed! You know how long it's been since I've slept in a bed? Way too long, my friend."
Bucky only shook his head and Dum Dum's words and then said genuinely after putting out his cigarette with his shoe, "Thanks, Dugan."
"Don't mention it," he chuckled lowly.
"Seriously, if it wasn't for you Lucy and I might have still been at each other's throats." After all, it was Dugan who first told them to give each other a chance. Had he never talked some sense into them, they might not have been where they were.
"Oh yeah, no doubt. And then if it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be gettin' your dick wet.
So really you owe me massively. I expect lots of goodies in the future as a thanks," He teased.
Bucky rolled his eyes before heading back inside. He noticed Gilbert Whitney passed out at the table, drooling on his arm as he slept. Gabe Jones was setting up his blankets on the floor to prepare for bed. Lee Miller was still drinking slowly as he wrote a letter home.
Bucky walked past them to head up the stairs. With a smile on his face, he pushed open the door and saw Lucy on the bed as she slept. Her silhouette was draped in the silk nightgown she wore earlier.
Bucky stripped, wanting to have as little clothes as possible separating them. When he was finally in his boxers, he lifted the covers and finally got into the bed. Lucy must have felt the bed dip under his weight.
She sleepily opened one eye and let out a little "Hmm?" Bucky wrapped his arms around her center and placed his body directly next to hers.
"Shhh," Bucky shushed her, "Just me, baby. Go back to sleep,"
"Mmhmm," She hummed as he snuggled closer to her, his mouth kissing up her neck gently, "I'm glad you're here, Buck." She turned to him and through heavy, hooded sleep eyes, rubbed his cheek affectionately. "So glad," She whispered as he kissed her.
"Me too, doll. Gonna sleep a helluva lot better with you wrapped in my arms." He kissed her cheek as she came in closer so she could sleep on his chest.
"Mm," she hummed again sleepily, "I love it when you hold me like this. Don't ever stop," He wasn't sure if she was fully awake, it sounded like she always almost half asleep but was talking anyway. As she spoke Bucky couldn't help but smile.
"I won't. I'm gonna be here for a long while. It'll end up annoying you I'm sure," He chuckled, "You're never going to have to sleep alone again,"
"Good," She whispered, her voice fading from the tiredness. With a soft sigh, she said lightly, "Because I don't want to."
Bucky smiled into darkened room at her words. His heart expanded with all the love he had for her. He kissed her softly on the head once more, noticing how her breathing changed
He brushed a small piece of hair out of her face so he could watch her as she slept peacefully. His heart raced as he saw how at peace she was while sleeping on top of him. He was so desperately in love with her that it actually hurt. And as he watched as her chest rose and fell with each deep breath she took Bucky knew there was one thing he absolutely sure of more than anything else in his life.
He was definitely going to marry her.
The calm before the storm. I love that chapter. I'm so, so glad they're finally together. Was the wait not worth it? The end sentence too! Even I was like 'damn I am good' when I wrote that. *wistful sighs* Ah, romance.
I hope you all enjoyed that little fluffy chapter. You all deserve it for being so patient.
Thanks for reading,
-A
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