A/N: Hey guys! I'm on time this week haha. I hope you enjoyed the last chapter. It was hard to write myself, because of the underlying tones it had. It didn't really do anything for my own mental health, so this one is much lighter. Oh and full of steamy smut ;) I hope you like it. Next chapter is already written, so I won't be missing the update time next week. ENJOY!
Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, Disney, ABc, or the Avengers. Just Sera and the chaos I create with her.
Songs used in this chapter are Gangsta by Kehlani and Dangerous Women by Ariana Grande. I do not own or make any money from their property.
The next month saw the weather changing again, and with it, a change in dynamic at the base. Steve and Bucky explained to Natasha that I needed some space from the babies, so I chose to make meals and then eat alone in the common room. Helen was worried that I was going through Postpartum Depression, but I refused to take anything for it. My own kids got all of my attention, or I was with my horses. Sunchaser enjoyed the fact I was able to ride him again. Callie and Elijah were in lesson with May one day when Steve pulled me away from my work.
He didn't say anything, but handed me a helmet, and my riding jacket before grabbing the keys to his bike. In a sense I was annoyed, because I was in the middle of figuring out a complex equation to do with the oscillation cycles of the power source of the ARSENAL Defense Net. On the other hand, I needed to feel something, other than the emptiness.
As he mounted his bike, I strapped my helmet on, and shrugged my arms through my jacket and zipped myself up. He held the bike steady for me to get on, before I wrapped my arms around his torso and snuggled into his back.
He kicked off onto the gravel road leading away from base, as the engine roared to life. Whenever I had a stressful day when we lived in DC together, he'd give me my helmet and we'd just take a long drive into the countryside. Sometimes, it was whole weekend trips. So, I knew his thought process was about getting me out off base and getting some fresh air.
"Hang on," He said, as we turned onto the paved road. We took off at an intense speed, that I couldn't help but smile. The adrenaline rush felt so right after not feeling anything at all. Winding our way around the mountains, and next to rivers, I just breathed. I tried my hardest not to think, about anything. But Steve slowed down next to a riverbank, before stopping on the shoulder of the road. He didn't tell me to get off, but turned his head to me saying, "Sera, are you okay?"
"Steve, I'm fi-"
"Don't give me that. I know you're not Sera. Do you need to go see your Mom?"
His question broke the ice that was building up around my heart, and I couldn't stop the tears from overflowing.
"Sera," He soothed, setting the kickstand on the bike and hoping off himself to gather me in his arms.
"Steve, I don't know what's wrong with me," I sobbed. He just rubbed my back before picking me up and bringing me to sit next to the riverbank. The flowing water was a soothing sound as I tried to stop crying.
"Do you need to go see your Mom?" He repeated, in a gentle voice.
"No, not right now. I want to do this on my own," I sniffed.
"Sera, I've known you four years. In that time, I've seen you battle Chitauri, rescue the President and the White House singlehandedly from a Centipede soldier, give Bucky back his mind, design incredible pieces of machinery, give birth to our kids, battle Ultron bots and save civilians from all of that. You've travelled across the multiverse with our daughter, and helped us find you a way home, nearly gotten yourself blown up saving a whole marketplace from that bomb, and now you've given Natasha something she never thought she'd get after the Red Room."
"You are the strongest woman I have ever known. You've run head first into any fight, even if you weren't prepared, because you knew that it was right. You gave life to something Bucky and I never thought we'd get. It was only a dream for us, and it was only a dream for Natasha and Bruce. But right now, you don't have to be strong," He said, making me look up at him with teary eyes.
"We are all here for you. You are not alone," He whispered, as I felt my tears overflow once more. I ducked my head into his chest to cry and he lovingly held me to himself, resting his cheek on my head.
"You've been strong for so long. Let us help you," He breathed. I felt my heart give a painful tug, reminding me that I was shutting everyone out.
"I just feel like I need to distance myself. It hurts, but it's needed to make this easier in the long run."
"Do you know how often Natasha asks us about you? Every meal, she wants to know how you are, if you've been eating, taking care of yourself. She loves you so much Sera, and she doesn't want to see you like this. She wants to help. We all do."
"I feel like even with all my tools as a psychiatrist, I'm not equipped to deal with my own problems," I said after a long minute of silence, "I'm a mess."
"Not a mess. Human," He said softly, making us both chuckle.
"Inhuman, but yes, I get your point."
"Promise me you'll talk with her," He asked. I sighed, "When I feel ready."
He didn't push it, but continued to hold me as we watched the river flow. We sat for a few minutes more, as I got myself back to a place of peace. Looking up at him, I truly smiled, for what felt like the first time in over a month.
"What?" Steve said, giving me a funny look.
"Even when I don't think I need saving, you're there to catch me. It's just good to know I can count on you and Bucky. I love you," I whispered. He gently cupped my cheek and leaned down to kiss me passionately.
"Always," He breathed, before continuing to kiss me deeply. I moaned as I felt him get excited at my touch, and boldly moved to rub the bulge in his jeans. Since the day of my C-Section, I hadn't been in the right place for intimacy, but they never pushed. Now, I was pushing. I wanted to feel something, and I was. I was feeling pleasure at the gentle kneading of my back from underneath my shirt, and a rush of hormones surging through my brain, like an addict finally getting their fix. It was only a second later that I pulled away to look Steve in the eyes. His were hazed over in lust, as mine probably were.
Giving him a naughty smile, I got up and pulled him into the trees a few feet from the bike. He seemed confused until I backed myself up against a tree, and proceeded to kiss him senseless.
"Sera," He sighed as I rubbed my body along his.
"What you do you say Captain? Up against this tree?" I teased, and he groaned.
"But Bucky?"
"Bucky will understand, and he get some time with me tonight. Please Steve, I want you," I breathed. He didn't hesitate to start divesting himself as I popped open the fly on my jean shorts. Taking a quick look around to make sure no one could see us, he helped me pull them down my legs, kissing back up my inner thigh to send me into a frenzy. He ripped my underwear clean off my body, and picked me up to wrap my legs around his waist. He already pulled himself free of his boxers, and I let my head fall back as he slipped inside of my folds.
"Fuck," He breathed, as I slid down on his length.
"Oh god," I moaned as he pushed me back against the tree, and proceeded to thrust into me slowly. Digging my heels into his backside, he got the clue that I didn't want slowly; I wanted dirty.
I was glad we were out in the middle of nowhere, because I was moaning and screaming in pleasure, and Steve wasn't much better. Before I knew it, I was flying over the cliff's edge, with Steve following right behind me.
"I love you," Steve breathed against my neck. I panted, "I love you too," in reply.
As we got back to base, I was quick about getting back up to our apartment. Steve looked like the cat that ate the canary as he went back to his office with a wink goodbye, tucking my shredded underwear back into my pocket. I chuckled to myself as I cleaned up, and put on my dance shorts and a sports bra. One thing I hadn't done since the C-Section was dance. So I snuck my way up to my studio, and hoped no one saw me.
The room was dark and cool as I entered, and I sighed in content. Opening the curtains for light, I called out, "ARSENAL, lower it."
She responded by doing as I asked, as I set up my music. My feet were swollen from the heat so much that my ballet shoes were never going to fit, so I opted for barefoot and chalking to help with the sweating. I started out with light stretching, pulling my muscles for the first time in months. Starting on the floor, I used my arms as support as I pulled my legs up over my head into the splits above my head.
After a few moments of stretching and some basic moves to limber myself up, I grabbed the pole and began to walk up it as a song started.
I need a gangsta
To love me better
Than all the others do
To always forgive me
Ride or die with me
That's just what gangsters do
I'm fucked up, I'm black and blue
I'm built for all the abuse
I got secrets that nobody, nobody, nobody knows
I'm good on that pussy shit
I don't want what I can get
I want someone with secrets that nobody, nobody, nobody knows
I need a gangsta
To love me better
Than all the others do
To always forgive me
Ride or die with me
That's just what gangsters do
My freakness is on the loose
And running all over you
Please, take me to places that nobody, nobody knows
You got me hooked up on the feeling
You got me hanging from the ceiling
Got me up so high I'm barely breathing
So don't let me, don't let me, don't let me, don't let me go
I was too far into my dance to react to the person that entered the studio, so I continued, regardless of the audience.
I need a gangsta (gangsta gangsta)
To love me better (love me, love me better better, baby)
Than all the others do (they do, they do, they do, oh, oh, oh)
To always forgive me (always forgive me)
Ride or die with me (ride or die with me)
That's just what gangsters do (do, oh)
A slow clap resounded as I stopped in the Russian Layback pose. Looking over at my intruder as I hung upside down, I smirked, "See something you like?"
"Thought I was going to have to wait a while to see that in person," Bucky said softly, approaching me as I dismounted the pole gracefully.
"Well, I just felt like I needed to clear my head, and I was also kind of in the mood for seducing you."
"Steve told me about your little romp in the woods," He smiled, pulling me close.
"Oh, he did? Well, I knew that you were missing me too," I said, wrapping my leg around his hip. He wasn't expecting it, because I felt his arousal jump at my movement.
"Here?" He asked, confused.
"Yes," I breathed, before saying, "ARSENAL, privacy mode."
"Yes ma'am," she said as haze came over the window on the door and the large wall window. I heard the door's electronic lock and said, "Okay, we are safe now."
"Sera, I've missed you," He said, running his hands up and down my back.
"I've missed you too," I said, as I felt his abs from underneath his t-shirt. I was laid on the floor as he continued kissing me senseless, moaning as I writhed against his body. He was touch told me how hungry he was for me, and something about his hold on me told me it wouldn't be gentle. He pulled back as I stopped straining, a slow smile forming over his face as his eyes changed.
"Seraphina," he breathed, making me shiver. The Soldier had come out to play.
"Since you're being so obedient, what can I do for you, before I take what I want?" He said, turning my chin for me to look into his eyes.
"Whatever you would like. I'm yours," I whispered, reaching for the pole behind my head and gripping tightly. His eyes darkened further that I was giving him complete control. An animalistic snarl ripped its way up his throat, before pushing my sports bra up and over my head. It tangled around my elbows before he gave up and went to taste my skin. I whimpered as I felt his tongue roughly trace my nipple.
Oh, yeah
Don't need permission
Made my decision to test my limits
'Cause it's my business, God as my witness
Start what I finished
Don't need no hold up
Taking control of this kind of moment
I'm locked and loaded
Completely focused, my mind is open
All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God
Don't ya stop, boy
Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you
Makes me wanna do things that I shouldn't
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout
"You taste like sweat, and sex. Couldn't bare to wash the scent of Steve off your skin, could you?" He said, as he nipped down to my shorts.
Nothing to prove and
I'm bulletproof and
Know what I'm doing
The way we're movin' like introducing
Us to a new thing
I wanna savor, save it for later
The taste of flavor, 'cause I'm a taker
'Cause I'm a giver, it's only nature
I live for danger
My shorts and panties were thrown to the side, as he spread my knees for me. I heard him groan, before the sound of his buckle hit the floor.
All that you got, skin to skin, oh my God
Don't ya stop, boy
His fingers, ever so lightly, traced my opening, making me shudder in want. He lifted my hips and flipped me so I was on my knees. As I gripped the pole above my head, he slid into my awaiting heat, growling as he did so roughly, over and over.
Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you
Makes me wanna do things that I shouldn't
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you
All girls wanna be like that
Bad girls underneath, like that
You know how I'm feeling inside
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout
All girls wanna be like that
Bad girls underneath, like that
You know how I'm feeling inside
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout
Somethin' 'bout you makes me feel like a dangerous woman
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you
Makes me wanna do things that I shouldn't
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you
All girls wanna be like that
Bad girls underneath like that
You know how I'm feeling inside
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout
All girls wanna be like that
Bad girls underneath like that
You know how I'm feeling inside
Somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout
Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy
Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy
Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy
(somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you)
Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy
Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy
Yeah, there's somethin' 'bout you boy
(somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout, somethin' 'bout you)
I was spent, as my orgasm ripped through me violently, as Bucky continued his thrusting. His own orgasm made him quicken the pace, gripping my sides harder. I was sure I would have to explain those bruises to Steve, but it would be worth it.
"You are perfect," He said, coming down from his high. I snuggled into his chest as he lay down next to me on the floor.
"No, that was perfect," I chuckled, realizing I would have to disinfect the floor now.
Worth it.
