I am so sorry for the delay, I am on holidays in Europe! I am travelling for a month through Spain, Scotland, and Ireland! I apologize for the length, I will try to write as much as I can!

Listen to Neverland by Crywolf for this chapter.

As always, please let me know what you think!

-g

Bucky slid his hands down Tala's curves, his entire body igniting with each delicate touch of her skin.

She was no skin and bones, her curves full and hot, with hips wide and flared. Her waist turned in with a small rounded belly that spoke of rich eating and a happy life. Her thighs were also full, touching each other, drawing the line of her body into a lovely soft and smooth inviting picture.

Gathering her bottom in his hands, Bucky lifted her into the air as she parted her leg to wrap them around his own waist never breaking the sizzling kisses she laid on his lips.

The hair at the center of her thighs tickled the skin on his lower stomach, sending chills and heat throughout his body, making him gasp softly in pleasure.

Tala pulled away from his lips to nibble tenderly on the skin right below his ear.

As goosebumps erupted throughout his body, Bucky closed his eyes as a stray tear suddenly streaked down his slightly damp cheek, a small desperate fear in the pit of his stomach.

Bucky felt as if any moment he was going to wake up from cyro, to find these moments of peace would be fictitious.

It felt to good, to clean, to pure.

No memories or flashes running through his mind- just calm and lust.

Oh god, lust like he'd never felt or imagined before.

He was sure he'd had sex before sometime in his life as Barnes, but he'd hands down bet to his bottom dollar that she was the epitome of what a lover was supposed to be.

Willing, responsive, adoring… and they'd only just begun.

Tala sighed into the kisses she laid across Buck's neck, his unshaven face rough against her own cheek and lips leaving behind whisker burn that she relished.

He felt absolutely wonderful, and no one had ever held her as if she weighed closer to paper.

He didn't even bother to try and lean her against anything to take the brunt of her weight, he simply held her against him as the water from the shower now warm beat against her back and his hands.

Although he was predominately dry, he wasn't remaining that way as her hair and wet skin was making his own body slick.

Her mind full with only her own thoughts and emotions, her world shifted.

The heat his body gave off matched her own, and for a moment Tala wondered whether or not they'd end up burning each other up.

Digging her hand into his hair, delighting in the silk feeling that she hadn't expected, Tala ran her teeth across his neck leading down towards where his shoulder was bisected by metal wringing a deep moan from Bucky, his hands tightening on her bottom.

Tala was an adult, she knew better than most how even small decisions changed the outcome of time, and this, this felt like a definite change was going to take place. She wasn't sure what the outcome was going to be…

It seemed silly to think like that, as if one sexual encounter meant a changed destiny. It spoke of fairytales, and she'd slept with enough men to know there was no fanfare and magic after the fact, and yet she truly felt that way even now.

Bucky began to murmur sweet nothings into her ear as she continued to nibble on his throat.

His sweet words felt more erotic than even their own nakedness, as his low voice and slight accent to his words seemed to slide over her skin making her pant and gasp against him, her legs turning to jelly around his waist, the pit of her stomach tightening in an almost unbearable knot.

Bucky moved his metal arm until it was underneath Tala holding her weight against him still, as he pulled his other hand up to bury in Tala's hair tugging slightly until he saw her face once more.

Her eyes pierced him with the wanton heat that was mirrored in his own, her smiles nowhere to be seen now, jut raw want as her lips swollen from whisker burn remained slightly opened as she panted softly against him.

Moving his hand from the back of her head to cup her cheek, Bucky pulled her face gently to his own, kissing her softly, melding his lips onto her own gingerly. They'd already kissed many times before this one, but this simple kiss was enough to leave both of them adrift in their skin.

Tala ran a hand from wrapping around his neck, running her fingers down his chest past his stomach, and between her legs, continuing down until her hands felt a small trail of hair which as she continued became thicker until her hands brushed what she'd been aiming for.

Bucky opened his mouth, letting out a gasp into Tala's, refusing to pull his lips away as they both stilled.

Finding it hard to suddenly breathe as Tala's fingers hesitantly began to explore him, and with each sweep of her fingers he swelled in her hand, his breathes coming in pants as both of their mouths still remained stilled yet connected.

Tala hadn't broken eye contact with him since he'd pulled her to face him once more and his eyes held her mesmerized.

The tenderness within them was tangible, and so foreign for a creature like Tala who knew the absurdity of such an emotion between two strangers. Although his arms and hands held her, his touch was soft and tentative and made her slow her motions from there sudden evolution to that moment.

Her own emotions raged, her thoughts in comparison silent, her veins flowing with a high like calm. She could feel something else, just past her now depleted abilities.

"Tala…"

His voice low and full of gravel, Tala softly kissed his top lip, before placing her forehead against his never looking away from the deep pools that made up his eyes.

Moving her hand to position him right underneath her, Tala now let a soft smile come through, the very tip of him stiff at the center of her body as she pulled her hand away to once again wrap her arm around his shoulders.

His hand on her cheek, warm and striking, quivered just barely as Bucky held his breath in for a moment his eyes taking in her every feature, engraving her face to his memory in hopes that even if in the future if his memories were taken from him, he would remember her.

He would always remember Tala.

Bucky let the breath he'd held in go slowly, as he lowered Tala's body, entering her with painfully gentle speed. His thoughts, now running once more, but this time with thoughts of Tala.

He was vaguely aware that he was rushing things, she might not be ready, but with no movement or motion to stop him, he had to have her now. He had no memories of sex, of being with a woman, and he felt as if he fumbled unsure, reacting purely on instinct. He hoped with everything within him that he wasn't going to hurt her.

Foreplay was out of the question for this encounter, Tala had known that the moment she'd turned the water warm for them.

Too much angst and attraction circulated between them for this to go any slower than it already was, and as Bucky lowered her, he filled her with an almost unbearable pace, her insides contracting to accommodate him, sending throws of pleasure exploding in bursts throughout her.

Unable to stifle himself, Bucky let out a deep growl as her body took his entire length, throbbing within her as blind pleasure nearly made him lift her body again, but forced himself to stay still as a statue as the woman who surrounded him completely had stilled herself.

Tala couldn't breathe.

Her chest heaved against Bucky's, her mind flooded suddenly with images and emotions that were not her own.

Within moments she'd lost herself, she couldn't even recall her own name as her vision blurred and as if staring into a dark night sky as fireworks flew, her mind erupted in snippets.

Faces, of all ages, races, sex, erupted in the dark, terrified, smiling, loving, angry, peaceful, all variants of human kind. Accompanying the faces, were flashes of labs and ice, burning her mentally.

A rush of power, a flood burst to fill her rib cage, and whoever she was, they were being ripped apart.

It was as if a switch had been tapped, and even as Bucky had held Tala's gaze, her emerald eyes first became glazed as if she were seeing some far off time.

With no moment's notice, the iris's turned blinding white, she opened her mouth and wailed.

Her grip turned vicious, her nails digging into his skin, as her screams seemed to melt into one another.

Bucky immediately reacted in panic, using the arm that had held her face to now hold her to his body, as she went limp her screams the only action her body had left in it. With his metal arm, he gave swift punch to the glass door, shattering the plexiglass, unconcerned with his shoeless state.

Striding quickly, their body's disconnecting in his rush, moving with lighting speed to her bed.

He hesitated to let her go, panic mounting within him, unsure of the right course, and as his internal struggle mounted his felt his mind begin to shift to the state he'd lived in while he'd been the Winter Soldier.

Killer. Kill. Be Killed, follow directions. Mission report.

His muscles began to contract, tightening around Tala fighting himself, stress nearly bringing him to his knees as he fought to stay cognizant.

She was a puppet, strings attached as men tugged and ordered. Played games, pawns made up of lives. Tangled.

Then she saw herself. She remembered, as faces fell away to bring forth a young women naked adorned only by tattoos and clay. A force, taking form of a wolf so dark its fur blended with the night only given shape by its white burning eyes, trotted from deep within the forests.

She'd been awed, not afraid as she'd expected. Falling to her knees, she touched her head to the cool earth underneath her.

Ever needed, namesake. Do not falter on the eve of battle.

Different words, her quiet minds voice whispered as she watched the woman shaped like herself lift her face as the large wolf faded in and out as it moved to nuzzle her face.

Tala, Wolf.

Tala fell back into her mind and body hard, her throat burning as she coughed and gasped for breath, choking.

With light.

As the whispers filled her mind, Tala aware of herself, wheezed trying for a breath opening her eyes.

Bucky's arms held her with such force, his arms bulging, crushing her ribs and sternum leaving her lungs empty of air.

Tala tried to tell him, to warn him, but no sound came from her thrashed throat.

Terror set in, her oxygen gone with each moment.

As if a punch came from an invisible person, Bucky's head flew back, his arms wrenched apart as she dropped to the bed he was holding her above.

Falling to his knees, his arms spread eagle, Bucky grit his teeth as the now familiar sensation of Tala's power rushed over him, snapping him out of the Winter Soldier fit, but leaving him paralyzed in his absolute fear of harming her.

Tala gulped air as if it were her last breath, her lungs expanding as fresh power, as strong as the being that had bestowed a pittance on her before flooded her veins, pores to fill her very skin.

Without a thought, she released Bucky from control that she hadn't made the decision to wrap him in. It was if the power she now held, so raw and great remained unbridled and needing to be tamed.

Calm.

Bucky's arms dropped and he vaguely felt a few shards of glass in the skin of his feet, but gave it no mind as he watched the woman on the bed, his mind in shambles more than ever.

Tala sat up slowly, turning her head to look at the naked, bleeding man, wet and frightened.

Holding a hand up, a dark shimmer covered her skin, and sunk in as she watched leaving her completely calm, and with an understanding of the events that had taken place

"Tala…"

She smiled, the snow fading from her eyes, the pure emerald filling with acceptance and as Bucky spoke her name hesitantly, Tala laid back against the bed with her half smile.

"We have a lot to do."

His silence was fat with disbelief as she continued to stare to the ceiling.

"Things are going to get interesting, darling."

Bucky had no words, and watched her naked in more ways than one.