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"I love you, too."

I had almost been asleep. On the very brink when he whispered those words. They snapped me back, my eyes cracking open as a small smile formed on my face. He didn't need to say it for me to understand. I knew he loved me too. He was an action person. He showed his love. And after what he had just done for me, there was no doubt in my mind. None whatsoever.

I relaxed again, the content smile on my face as he pressed a kiss to the shell of my ear, before relaxing behind me, his arm gripping me tighter, if that were possible. His warmth soaked through my skin, warming me to my very core. I fell asleep, the smile never leaving my face.

I woke up some time during the night with a heavy weight settled on top of me. We had moved around, James now laying partially on top of me, his head on my chest, and one of his legs between mine. His flesh arm was thrown over my waist, hanging off the side of the mattress. His breath was warm against my skin, his stubble scratching me, and his hair tickling me. He looked so peaceful in the low light, no signs of stress or worry.

I reached over, taking his hand in mine, pulling it closer to me. He shifted slightly, pushing his body closer against mine as he stretched. He sighed, leaning up on his metal arm, pressing a kiss to my jaw.

"Why are you awake?" He murmured, his voice husky as his nose brushed my cheek.

"Just enjoying the view." I murmured, gaining a laugh in return.

He leaned his forehead against mine, breathing for a moment. "What time is it?"

"I don't know. Late? Early?" My stomach growled and he chuckled.

"How about some food?"

"Sounds like a good idea."

He pressed a soft kiss to my lips before getting up, pulling his briefs from the floor. I stretched my arms over my head, sighing as my back popped. I got up, heading to the bathroom while Bucky rummaged around the kitchen to find us something to eat. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, hickeys all over my neck, and even one by my hip. I smiled to myself, detangling my hair as much as I could before slipping out of the bathroom, grabbing James' shirt as I walked to the kitchen.

I wrapped my arms around James' back as he made us oatmeal. My head leaned against the broad expanse of his back, feeling the muscle move under the skin as he stirred. My hands splayed out against his stomach, feeling the ridges of his abs. I kissed his spine as he moved, releasing him so he could grab a couple bowls from the shelf.

I jumped up on the counter as he divided our oatmeal, my bowl significantly smaller than his. He came to stand in between my knees, handing me my bowl. We ate pretty much in silence, James still standing right in front of me. One of my feet was propped against the drawer that never completely closed, my knee resting against his hip. I reached behind me, placing my empty bowl down, before grabbing a plum. I twirled it in my fingers, sliding them along the smooth purple skin.

James put his bowl down next to mine, his metal hand resting on my leg. I lifted the plum to his lips, holding eye contact as he bit down, taking a bite from the fruit. I tangled my hand in his hair, tugging him down towards me. I licked a line from his chin to his bottom lip where plum juice had dripped from his mouth. He pulled back away from me, gripping my wrist lightly with his metal hand, bringing the plum to my lips. I took a bite, watching his tongue dart out along his bottom lip.

We continued that pattern, the tension between us growing. He took the seed from my hand, tossing it in one of our empty bowls before lifting my fingers to his mouth to lick them clean. His eyes stayed on mine, his pupils blown wide. I could feel the wetness start to form between my legs as I watched him. I could see his arousal through the black briefs as he released my fingers, scooping me up off the counter. He pressed his lips to mine as he walked to the mattress, neither of us planning on sleeping again.

I woke up with James' metal hand on the middle of my chest. A few inches up, and he could wrap it around my throat. The thought had my heart racing...but not in a bad way. I turned my head, my chin brushing the top of his head where he was laying against my shoulder. I bit my lip, picturing what he could do in that position. I bent my knees, feeling wetness starting to form between my legs again. The idea of him choking me like that had me going insane, despite the fact that the other times he'd done it, it had been an entirely different situation.

I slipped my hand down between my legs, teasing myself. I knew he probably wouldn't get up soon, so I would just have to take care of this myself. I slipped a finger into my center, biting my lip to stifle a gasp at the feeling. I had never touched myself before. I'd always had James to do it for me. And he always seemed to know what he was doing.

I looked down at him again, before closing my hand over his. He shifted a little, the weight on my chest getting heavier. I slipped a second finger inside me, whimpering a little at the feeling. James shifted, looking down at me with sleepy eyes and messy hair. He blinked a couple times, getting his bearings before he realized what I was doing.

"Fuck. Getting started without me?" His voice was heavy with sleep, sending warmth shooting straight in between my legs.

"You were sleeping. I didn't want to disturb you." I curled my fingers, my back arching at I found that spot inside me.

He went to move his metal hand, but I stopped him, holding his hand against my chest. It slipped a little as my back arched again, getting close to my throat. I held his eyes as I pushed it further, holding it against my neck. He had an unreadable expression on his face as he looked down at me, watching me. I whined, panting as my palm brushed my bundle of nerves. His fingers closed around my throat, his eyes staying locked on mine as I neared my orgasm, his grip tightening sending me over the edge.

My hand stilled as he moved between my legs, pushing them open with his knees. I whined as his length brushed against my pelvis, growing harder by the second. He grabbed my wrist, pulling my fingers from my folds. His metal hand gripped my jaw, forcing my mouth open as he shoved my fingers in my mouth. I closed my lips around them, licking them clean. He held my hand to my mouth as his metal hand slid down my chest, taking a nipple in his fingers, tugging on it until it was hard. He did the same with the other until they were both pebbled.

He released me, grabbing my hips, turning me around so I was on my stomach. He grabbed my arms, bending them back behind my back, holding them with one hand while he sunk into me. I moaned, lifting my hips a little as he started pounding into me. We had been rough before, but it hadn't ever been like this. He usually didn't do it until I told him it was okay. But him taking control like this...it did things to me.

I gasped as his metal hand slipped around me, wrapping around my throat. He didn't squeeze hard enough to completely choke me, but there was enough of a grip to remind me of his strength. I was completely at his mercy, and I loved it.

It didn't take me long to reach the edge, between his harsh thrusts, and his metal hand, I was quickly coming undone under him, nearly crying into the pillow at the pleasure rushing through me. He picked up his pace even more, his thrusts growing sloppy as he neared the edge. He collapsed over me as he came, releasing my arms so he could keep from crushing me. His hand slipped from my throat, pushing him up so he could roll to the side. I laid there for a moment, catching my breath, feeling his seed drip out of me, on to the sleeping bag.

"You okay?" He asked, running his flesh hand down my back.

"Yeah." I breathed, rolling over under him. I ran my fingers down his cheek, pulling him down for a kiss. "We should do that more often."

"I don't want to hurt you, doll." He said, shaking his head.

"You didn't. And you won't." I bit my lip. "I like it when you take control like that."

I felt him stiffen, a small groan leaving his lips. "Fuck, doll. The things you do to me." He trailed off as he leaned down, pressing another steamy kiss to my lips as his hands took mine, lifting them over my head.

Yeah, this was going to be a long day.