Prompt: If you can't sleep... we can always have sex.
"Oh, damn it. Shit that hurt…" you hiss under your breath, bringing your finger up to your mouth.
You suck on the now throbbing finger, as if that will actually ease the pain you are feeling. Your eyes fall to the pan of burnt cookies and feel your shoulders deflate in disappointment.
You poke you bottom lip out, pouting, with tears starting to form in your eyes. You really wanted some cookies.
"Hey, what are you doing up so late?"
The gruff voice of Bucky Barnes speaks up from behind you, making you jerk in surprise. You turn around, finger still in your mouth, and stare at him wide eyed.
He shakes his head at you, walking over to take your hand and pull you over to the sink. He runs your finger under cold water,
"Leave it there while I go get the burn cream and a band-aid." He instructs you, with a small smile.
Bucky is back in a flash and is taking your hand in his, gently drying the burn before the cream on it and putting a band-aid on to protect the burn. Then he did something that totally throws you for a loop.
He brings your hurt hand up and gently presses a kiss to the hurt area, looking at you with those soulful, steel blue eyes of his. You feel your heart flutter, your stomach turn to knots as it feels like your body temperature decided to just sky rocket from that one look.
"B-Bucky?"
He smiles at you, but doesn't let go of your hand, "So, what are you doin' up this time of night? Tryin' to burn the house down?"
You get a 'hurph', pouting, "I couldn't sleep and wanted some homemade cookies. I got distracted and let them get burnt."
Bucky smiles grows, "Well, if you were having trouble sleeping, you should have just come to me."
You cock your head to the side, confused by his statement. Why would you go to him if you were having trouble sleeping?
"Come on, we can clean this up tomorrow. That is, if you can get out of bed Doll." he says, pulling you behind him, heading to his room.
"Bucky what are you doing?" you question, cautious, but still following closely.
He doesn't answer until you reach his room and then Bucky is turning around, walking backwards into his room and giving you a sly smirk.
"I know you have trouble sleeping, but there are other ways to wear yourself out than baking. If you even have need, come to me and I'll help you sleep. I'll make sure you are so relaxed, happy and so wore out that you feel the need to sleep for days. Won't even be able to get out of bed it you wanted to."
"How?" you ask, with a small smile as you are finally catching his meaning.
He pulls you into his body, letting his hands rest on your hips. Dipping his head to nuzzle your neck, causing a shiver to go down your spine at the feel of his beard scrapping across your skin.
"Doll, if you can't sleep, we can always have sex. I promise to fuck you so good; you'll cum so hard you pass out."
A whimper escapes your lips, your fingers clutch Bucky's tank, "Bucky… yes, please… please fuck me."