"He says, "Oh, baby girl, don't get cut on my edges
I'm the king of everything and oh, my tongue is a weapon
There's a light in the crack that's separating your thighs
And if you wanna go to heaven you, should fuck me tonight"
And I've been sitting at the bottom of a swimming pool
For a while now, drowning my thoughts out with the sounds
But do you feel like a young god?
You know the two of us are just young gods
And we'll be flying through the streets with the people underneath
And they're running, running, running" Young God by Halsey
Chapter 17
My pulse is ringing in my ears. My whole body is shaking, my heart rate is increased, breathing shallow. Bucky is shuddering too, he's running his flesh hand through his hair in that nervous way of his and everything seems like slow motion. I'm having an adrenaline rush. Tears trail down my cheeks but a metallic thumb wipes away the traces. I hold his vibranium hand to my cheek to ground myself.
"W…what? Did you….are you asking me?" I can barely get the words out and my voice is so quiet that if it weren't for my lovers advanced hearing he may not have heard me.
The blue grey eyes I love so much look so worried, he swallows visibly. He lifts his body enough that he can reach into his pocket. I'm still straddling his waist and I have to hold myself upright as he shifts.
The small simple black velvet box in his hand has my breath hitching again. He opens the box carefully and I gasp at the delicate ring sitting inside, it's gorgeous. It's an antique emerald and diamond halo ring with a gold band.
"Stevie got it outta the Smithsonian for me, it was my ma's that she left to me. They had a ton of mine and Steve's stuff there." His mother's? This has me tearing up all over again.
"You really want to marry me? After I just hid all that from you and acted like a selfish bitch?" He rolls his pretty eyes at me.
"Don't call yourself that doll. That fight was nothin, I bet we'll have a few doozies over the years but we'll make it through and I'll never run away again. You're the love of my life Liya. Twin flames, remember? So will you please put me outta my misery and say you'll marry me?" I choke on a sob and nod my head vigorously. His answering smile is absolutely blinding. We kiss tenderly, a promise to our beautiful future. We laugh against each others lips before pulling apart.
Bucky takes his mother's ring out of its box and gestures for me to hold out my left hand. He slips it onto my ring finger and it fits perfectly just like it was meant to always be there.
"Aneliya Barnes sounds pretty fucking great." He chuckles at my enthusiasm before pressing a sweet kiss to my lips again.
"I think so too. The punk thought I'd wait years to ask you if I ever actually got the balls to do it at all." Steve will be so happy for us. I think even Natasha will be, I know she's angry right now but I think when she hears about this she'll be thrilled for me. I can't wipe the smile off my face.
"You know Sarge, I think we should celebrate." I run my hands through his long hair and tug hard enough to make him groan. His hands find purchase on my hips and he grins like the entirely too charming Bucky of the forties.
"Is that right darlin? And how exactly do you think we should celebrate?" His lips ghost over my neck making me shiver before he nips at my collarbone and thrusts his growing erection against my clothed center. I whimper almost pathetically before crashing our lips together.
I'm so thankful to have a super soldier for a fiancé because him lifting me up and walking us towards the bedroom like it's nothing is seriously hot. He tosses me on the bed unceremoniously and begins to take his clothes off while I lift my nightgown over my head leaving me in only a pair of boy shorts. The way he crawls towards me up the bed looking like a sexually charged predator has me soaking the small barrier between us.
"You gonna let me take care of you doll?" All I can do is nod. He smirks before ripping my shorts completely off me.
There's no warning before two vibranium fingers are thrust as deeply as possible into me. Plush lips crush against mine and I moan into his mouth. His metallic thumb plays my clit perfectly in time with his thrusting fingers and I'm screaming out my release before I can even catch my breath.
"I need to feel you wrapped around my cock, need you so bad." There's nothing gentle or slow about this. He enters me roughly and immediately starts a bruising pace. There's a desperation I've never quite felt from him tonight. Maybe it was the separation or maybe it's just him wanting to claim me now that I've agreed to be completely his.
"Bucky! Fuck, baby you feel so good." I claw at his back hard enough to probably break the skin but he groans pleasurably. He takes my ankles in hand and forces them up into his shoulder essentially bending me in half as pounds even harder into me. Stormy eyes travel from my blissed out face to my bouncing tits before settling on where we're joined. The growl that leaves him is almost inhuman.
"Fuck doll, look at how good your pussy is takin my cock. So fucking sexy." I moan incoherently at his words. God I love the filthy mouth on this man.
"Touch yourself Liya, rub your clit and cum hard all over me." I immediately obey. My eyes roll back the second my fingers start rubbing circles on my sensitive clit. His pace quickens even more and I feel so impossibly close to the edge. There's something I want from him though.
"James, baby, choke me please." It's something we haven't done in awhile and I absolutely love it. His eyes darken even further and he smirks before slowing down his thrusts slightly.
"I'll give you anything ya want but you gotta to tell me which hand you want around that pretty little neck of yours." He knows exactly what I want.
"You know I want the metal one Bucky. Please choke me and make me cum, I need it baby." My answer seems to please him because vibranium fingers wrap tightly around my throat and fuck it feels perfect. He's rubbing against my clit with every hard thrust. My vision blurs from the pressure and then his grip loosens and I'm soaring as I gasp for air. I scream out his name and he pounds even harder.
"Oh fuck Liya! Squeezing me so fucking tight." He sounds completely wrecked and it sends another rush of arousal through me.
"Cum inside me Sarge. Fucking cum for me, fill me up." My words send him over. He moans loudly as he thrusts deeply one more time before I feel the liquid heat of his release and he drags me under with him again.
He collapses next to me in a boneless heap. This may be one of the only times I've ever heard him out of breath.
"You are entirely too good at sex Bucky. I'm going to want you to fuck my brains out forever because you're so great and eventually you're going to get tired of it." He chuckles and presses a kiss to my sweaty forehead.
"I'm never gonna get tired of havin you wrapped around me doll, it's impossible. You were made for me in every single way. And now you're gonna be legally bound, you're stuck with me." My heart soars at the thought. I'm going to marry James Buchanan Barnes.
"I think you better put that you promise to always screw me whenever I want in your vows babe. That's definitely a husbandly duty." He laughs again before pulling me into his arms. I rest my head against his chest so I can hear the steady sound of his heartbeat.
"I'll promise you anything you want so as long as I really get to call you mine." How can one man be so damn sweet?
"I've always been yours and I always will be." I press a kiss to his cheek and nuzzle back against his chest. "Let's get some sleep." It doesn't take either of us anytime at all to drift off.
It's early afternoon before I wake up. A smile spreads across my face slowly when I feel the familiar warmth of Bucky pressed snugly against me. The heaviness that weighed on me when I woke up yesterday is nowhere to be found, I'm whole again. The glint of the ring on my left hand catches my eye and my breath catches in shock. I'm engaged, Bucky asked me to marry him. I can't believe this is happening.
I shift carefully out of the arms of my soldier. I glance back at him over my shoulder and am again struck by how gorgeous he is. He looks so young and peaceful when he's sleeping and it takes everything in me to go take a shower rather than crawling back into bed with him.
I wash quickly and change into a comfortable oversized off the shoulder sweater and leggings. I pull my hair back into a high ponytail to keep it out of my face and head to the kitchen to put on a pot of coffee and eat a bagel. The silence of the cabin is broken by the sound of the front doors knob being messed with.
I move quickly to my feet and reach under the counter to the pistol taped there. I remove the safety and keep it pointed straight ahead as the door swings open. The flash of red, silver, and blue have me exhaling in annoyance but slight relief.
Steve is all geared up minus the helmet, his shield front and center. He looks surprised to see me pointing a gun in his direction but looks just as relieved as I do.
"Why the hell are you breaking and entering Stevie? Also why are you all spangled up?" He rolls
his pretty blue eyes at me and gestures for me to lower the gun which I immediately do. I tape it back to the underside of the counter.
"Neither of you were answering your phones and I got worried. Natasha called and told me which house you were at and I was nearby searching for answers still." I'm sure he was nowhere close to here but he's such a damn mother hen and worries like crazy.
"We both just got the first real nights sleep we've had in a week, I think and were just dead to the world and didn't hear our phones. Bucky is still sleeping. Didn't mean to worry Captain America." He scoffs when I gesture to his getup. I pour Steve a cup of coffee and hold out to him after he takes a seat at the small table in the kitchen.
His hand reaches out to grab my left one as I pass him his coffee. His thumb traces the emerald in my ring. I'm not sure I've ever quite seen a smile on Steve Rogers face like the one he's flashing me now. "He asked you?" I nod my head and smile sheepishly. He laughs merrily before jumping to his feet and pulling me against his broad chest, squeezing me a little too tightly. "Congratulations Liya!" I giggle at the excited tone of my friend.
The sound of a clearing throat has me pulling away from the blonde. Bucky is standing a few feet away in nothing but his black boxer briefs. "Why you gropin my girl Rogers?" Steve chuckles before closing the distance between him and Bucky and throwing his arms around him in much the same way he did to me. Bucky stiffens visibly and looks over Steve's shoulder at me like a deer in headlights. It's enough to have me doubling over in laughter.
"Congratulations pal! I'm so damn happy for ya Buck! Can't wait to watch you get hitched." Bucky finally reacts to his friends embrace and hugs him back before pulling away with a smile.
"This is a little awkward seein as I'm in nothin but my shorts punk." Steve laughs and claps his friend on the back.
"Why don't you go take a shower and I'll make us all some breakfast?" Rather than answering Bucky comes over to me and presses a kiss to my lips that probably lasts long enough to make Steve a little uncomfortable. Bucky winks once he pulls away and grabs a bag I hadn't noticed on his way to the bathroom.
I'm still a little dazed by his kiss as I start making French toast and bacon. "Not even married yet and look how domestic you're being Liya." I flip Steve off over my shoulder as I continue to cook.
I pile three plates high with food and sit down beside Steve just as Bucky comes walking out freshly showered.
"So when can we come home Stevie?" Bucky gives me a strange look as I dip my bacon in syrup then proceeds to do the same thing. I laugh at the satisfied look on his face.
"Wanda thinks we're dealing with an enhanced similar to her…that they made us see something that wasn't really there. If it's true I'm a little worried for all of us." So that attack could have just been some crazy illusion? There are times I miss being oblivious to how crazy the world has gotten.
"That's definitely troubling. Is all of us being separated really a good idea then? I mean I'd hate to think what could happen if only one or two us was caught off guard by someone who has the ability to make us see whatever they want." The possibilities were really endless there.
"I was thinking the same thing. They got half of the Avengers to come outside of the compound because we thought we were being attacked. We very easily could have fallen into a trap." How will we know what's really happening? Bucky breaks his silence.
"They were testin us, maybe they wanted to see how many of us they could draw out. Or maybe they wanted to see what kinda defenses the compound has. I don't like the idea of Hydra havin someone like that on their side." Neither do I. This certainly has put a damper on our exciting news.
"Way to kill my engagement buzz Stevie." Both men chuckle in surprise at my statement. I'm not going to let villains ruin anymore of my life. I'm taking the happy moments when I can.
"I don't care what kinda craziness is goin on doll, I'm still marrying ya." I smile brightly at my soulmate. Steve claps his best friend on the back again with a grin.
"Planning a wedding while also taking down leftover Hydra agents seems like a pretty standard day for us at this point." Steve is kind of right there. Nothing is ever normal anymore.