Disclaimer: Everything belongs to The Marvel Universe except for my characters Sophie and Jeremy and any other SOs that become introduced – they are my own creations and are not meant to resemble anyone else's OCs in any way.
A/N: Omg, thank you so much to my steadfast supporters who messaged me with the sweetest and most encouraging reviews! I love you all so much. Please know that although I may moan and groan, I'll never abandon you all with an unfinished story.
Speaking of moaning and groaning…I think this is a long awaited chapter. It's a bit shorter than some of my last ones, but I hope you all find that its contents make up for its brevity.
Chapter 9: The First Time
~ 6 Weeks Ago ~
It had been a largely uneventful and pretty boring Friday at the office. There hadn't been many missions lately so Sophie's desk remained fairly clutter free. She spent her time mostly sorting files and sifting through unanswered emails. By the time she got home, she was in a pretty sour mood. Deciding to take a long, hot shower, she took her time standing under the spray. Stepping out, Sophie toweled off and walked into her bedroom. Her attention was drawn to her small window where she could see a soft snowdrift starting. Opting for the comfiest clothes she could find, she pulled on black fleece joggers and a red crew neck sweater with the Avenger logo on the front. Brushing out her auburn waves, which fell just below her collarbone now, she decided to let her hair air dry.
Sophie threw herself down on her bed and turned on the TV. Flipping through her streaming services, she decided to watch a matchmaking show that had just been released. But only ten minutes into the show, she rolled over onto her back and groaned as she stared up at the ceiling. It had been nearly five months since she'd broken up with Jeremy. At first, he'd attempted to reconcile with her through constant texts and phone calls. When groveling didn't work, he'd resorted to meaner tactics — attempts at making her feel lesser than. He'd told her she would never find anyone who treated her as good as he did, that she'd see how every other men were assholes, that she didn't appreciate him, that one day she'd come crawling back. It got so bad that Bucky had to step in and text him with not so subtle threats to leave her alone. Sophie blocked him after that and thankfully, hadn't heard from him since.
But the experience didn't stop the feeling of loneliness creeping up on her now. She didn't know if it was because Valentine's Day was only two week away, or if it was because it had been a long time since she'd been single for such a stretch, but tonight, she was feeling extremely down and sorry for herself. She hadn't dated at all since Jeremy. The sudden shift from loving someone to the ugliness she saw at the end shook her. She didn't trust herself right now. And she often laid awake at night, staring into the darkness, wondering if he'd always been that way and she'd just been blinded by her idealistic views of what they could be. Sophie sighed and turned her head back to the TV.
I need to get a pet. Maybe I should go see Alpine. But I don't know if I want to wallow around Bucky right now…even though…
Her mind drifted to a place it had been going too often lately. The thought of Bucky with her right now, wrapped around her body, spooning her, comforting her simply with his presence, sent a feeling of warmth and contentment through her that she didn't want to analyze too closely. Her mom had got into her head, she reasoned. Bucky was sweet and kind, but he harbored no romantic feelings towards her, of that much she was certain. Five months. For five months now she had been single. If he had any interest in her whatsoever, surely he'd have made a move by now. Light brown eyes unfocused from the TV. She briefly allowed herself to fantasize about what it would be like to be with Bucky. To actually be with him. How would it feel to have his lips on hers? His warm breath? His hands? His…She snapped her attention back to the show as an unbidden thrill of desire coursed through her. Sophie felt herself blush.
No. No no no. You stop this nonsense right now. Don't make it awkward. The last thing that you need is to fuck everything up with Bucky. Who will you be left with then? He means too much to mess everything up just because you're feeling lonely and horny.
But deep down, Sophie wondered if her daydreaming ran deeper than just sexual frustration. Her fingers ran lightly over the phone that she'd tossed down on the bed beside her. She finally couldn't take it anymore. She desperately needed some company. And even if all that they were was friends, she knew a hug from Bucky would make her feel better. Navigating to their never ending text chain, she typed out a message and hit send.
Sophie: What are you up to tonight? Want to come over and binge while watching movies?
Bucky: Sorry doll, about to head out for a date.
Sophie's heart dropped, the feeling of disappointment settling heavy in her belly. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard as she thought about how to respond. She had to be careful, or he'd sense that she was upset. How he was always able to read her, even through texts, she'd never understand.
Sophie: No problem. Hope the date goes well! Have fun tonight.
…
Bucky rubbed his temple as he stared at the screen in one hand, keys dangling from the other. The texts were all fine, but he just had a feeling that there was something amiss. He couldn't put his finger on it, but there was something going on with Sophie. The messages were almost too…casual and nonchalant.
Bucky: Are you ok?
The response came quick.
Sophie: Yeah, totally fine. Just bored. Maybe I should get my own cat lol.
Bucky frowned. Then his eyes caught the time. He had to go or he'd be late.
Bucky: Ok…you can always borrow Alpine. We do technically share custody, remember?
Sophie: Yeah that's right. I'll think about it. Enjoy your date.
…
Sophie turned off the screen and slouched on her bed. Frustrated by the tears that were suddenly pricking her eyes, she turned off the tv, stomping into her living room while still carrying the phone. Plopping down on the couch, she sat cross-legged and scrolled through dinner options. It wasn't like her to be totally unhealthy, but tonight she just needed comfort food. She opted for a large box of fried chicken with coleslaw and mashed potatoes, plus the ranch sauce that she loved. Then she ordered a slice of chocolate cake from her favorite bakery nearby. Filling up a glass of water, she decided to cue up a movie while she waited for her food. She tried to resist, but in the end, decided to be a total masochist and just allow herself to wallow tonight. She clicked on a Nicholas Sparks movie, then set a box of tissues down on the coffee table.
…
Blowing her nose loudly, Sophie threw the tissue down on the floor, allowing it to join the others. Her fried chicken lay half eaten and abandoned. The cake was nearly gone. The box of tissues was practically empty. Its contents, used and crumbled, lay scattered on the floor. Sighing deeply, she looked at the clock. It was just past 9:30pm so she decided to start another movie. Continuing with her emotional self-flagellation, she picked another Nicholas Sparks movie. But just thirty minutes in there came a soft knock on the door. Pausing the movie, she cautiously walked over to it.
Who the hell would be coming by this late without notice?
Sophie peeked through the peephole.
"It's me Soph, open up," Bucky called from the other side.
She swung the door open and stared at him in surprise.
"What in the world are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be on a date?"
"The date lasted two hours and that was more than long enough."
"What if I'd been asleep?"
"It's ten o'clock on a Friday night. If you'd been asleep I'd be worried."
He paused, brows pinching together as he took in her red and swollen eyes. Without any invitation, he stepped into her apartment, hands gentle on her hips as he walked her backwards. Sophie sputtered.
"What are you doing?!"
He closed the door behind them. Then turned back to her, gently brushing hair out of her face.
"Sophie, what happened? Why have you been crying?"
She blinked up at him in confusion. Then it dawned on her. She laughed awkwardly.
"Oh, nothing happened. I was just…I…" she motioned to the TV before finishing lamely. "Nicholas Sparks."
His arms fell and shoulders slumped. Bucky leveled her with a very unimpressed expression.
"Seriously?"
"What?"
"You're feeling down and lonely and you decide to torture yourself with Nicholas Sparks?"
"Hey! I never said I was feeling down and lonely!"
He cocked his head slightly and observed her with keen eyes.
"You didn't have to. I'm not an idiot. I can read between the lines."
"How do you do that?!" Sophie exclaimed, slightly exasperated.
Bucky gave her a small shrug, then toed off his shoes and hung up his jacket. He began to walk into the living room.
"We've been friends for four years. I know you," he replied casually as he settled onto the couch.
She tried to ignore the sudden squirmy feeling that welled up in her chest and instead came to join him. Bucky reached over and grabbed some chicken out of the box just as she sat down, leaving ample space between them.
"So you're really in a mood tonight, huh?" He asked as he gestured to the mess with his already half eaten drumstick.
It was Sophie's turn to shrug.
"Didn't you just have dinner?"
"So?"
"You're a glutton."
"I'm a super soldier. And I'm hungry. Do you have any of that ranch sauce this place has? That stuff is amazing."
Sophie rolled her eyes at him before replying, "It's in the fridge."
As Bucky stood to retrieve the ranch, she got up and began picking up all the tissues off the floor. A few minutes later they both settled back in their previously occupied spots.
"So? You want to talk about it?"
"There's nothing to talk about. I'm just…I don't know. I guess it's as you said. I'm feeling a bit down and lonely. And I wanted to wallow."
"Clearly."
He suddenly leaned over and ran a thumb across the corner of her mouth. Sophie stopped breathing. They locked eyes.
"You had chocolate on your face," he said softly, then straightened.
"Is this because Valentine's Day is around the corner?"
"That's just stupid."
He raised an eyebrow at her.
"Ok, maybe…It's been a while since I was alone on Valentine's Day."
Bucky let out a low huff that might have been a gentle laugh. He wiped his hands on a napkin having polished off the rest of the chicken. Gulping down some water he leaned back and turned his head to Sophie.
"You know I'll be your Valentine Soph. So don't worry about being alone."
She smiled at him sadly and drew her knees into her chest.
"Bucky?"
"Hm?"
"Why'd you come over tonight?"
"Because I knew you needed me," he answered seriously.
Sophie stared at him for several quiet minutes. Swallowing hard, she attempted to quash the vortex of desires and emotions that washed over her. A small smile quirked the corner of his lips.
"Come on doll. Lets finish your sad movie."
He reached over and unpaused the tv as they both turned back to the screen. A few minutes later, Sophie felt him drape his arm around her shoulders and tug her to him. She scooted closer, allowing him to pull her into his side. Resting hear head against his vibranium shoulder, she draped her legs over his left thigh and placed her palm against his chest. She could feel the slow and steady thud of his heart beneath her fingers. She turned her face a fraction and placed a soft kiss directly at that spot. His arm tightened around her briefly, eyes never leaving the screen.
…
~ Present Day ~
She stood before him, clad in nothing but her lingerie and the coat hanging loosely open now. He felt himself immediately begin to thicken and lengthen. Bucky tore his gaze away from the sight before his traitorous body could react any further. His transfixed eyes met her wild ones, cautiously avoiding glancing at the rise and fall of her chest. They stared at each other for several quiet beats before Sophie finally broke the silence.
"I need you to fuck me."
His mouth dropped open. A few strangled noises escaped as his mind tried to comprehend her words. Until at last he found his voice.
"I—I'm sorry…what?"
Sophie took in another trembling breath slowly in and out through her nose.
"I really need this. I'm so desperate right now Bucky. I wouldn't ask you otherwise. And I—I trust you."
Bucky continued to steadfastly ignore her body, keeping his eyes glued to her face. She let her coat slide off her shoulders until it rested in the crook of her arms. Then, whether on purpose or as a completely innocent gesture, she popped her left leg slightly, cocking her hip. He couldn't help himself anymore. He allowed his blue gaze to slide over every inch of her, slowly making his way from her face down to her high heeled toes. Between her hair and makeup and the high waisted lingerie, she looked exactly like a pinup girl from the magazines he used to steal as a teen. In that moment, Bucky suddenly realized how much thought Sophie had put into all of this. She had carefully curated her appearance to match what she thought he'd like. And boy did she hit the nail on the head. He felt his erection stiffen even further.
"I know you're probably worried this could ruin our friendship. I've thought about that too. But it doesn't have to. It could just be this once…no strings attached. And then we'd never have talk about it again. Never repeat it again…"
Now that he was looking, he couldn't tear his gaze away from her body. Bucky's hammering heart was at war with his head. His analytical mind screamed at him that he would regret saying yes. That he would eventually be destroyed if he went down this path.
"…unless…unless you wanted to, that is…"
His eyes snapped up to Sophie's face, wide with surprise. She was looking at him through her lashes. Her plump bottom lip, all swathed in deep red, was caught between her teeth and her fingers were nervously twisting together in front of her. Bucky knew, without a doubt that her demeanor was completely innocent and she had no clue just how tantalizing she looked. His entire body tightened with desire.
"Don't look at me like that. People do it all the time…You know…friends with benefits."
Once more unable to speak, only unintelligible noise emerged from his throat. Bucky's mind was blown at the thought of having 'benefits' with Sophie. But alarm bells were going off in his brain. Did he really want to open this can of worms?
You can't do this. This is a bad idea. A very, very bad idea…
Despite all the logic though, he was struggling to hang on to his resolve.
But…what would she sound like calling my name mid-orgasm? Would it be like my dream? Or better?
Control was slowly slipping through his fingers. He grasped at the threads and at last, he managed to speak.
"Sophie…I don't think this is a good idea…"
Her eyes widened a fraction and for a moment he was pretty sure she'd stopped breathing.
"O-oh. Yeah, of course. You're right."
Sophie's gaze dropped to the floor as she began to fumble with her coat buttons. He watched her swallow and noticed her fingers slightly shaking as she began to do up her coat.
"I'm sorry, Bucky. I'm so sorry. I must be completely out of it. I don't know what I was thinking. It's the sleep deprivation. Of course this isn't a good idea…"
Bucky felt a slight panic rise up within as she babbled on, her body quickly becoming concealed again. Everything in him wanted to go to her. His heart was racing as he gazed at her face, now flushed with embarrassment and she refused to meet his eye.
"Can we just…" she took a half step backwards. "Can we just pretend this never happened?"
Her hands reached for the belt, toying slightly with the straps as she took another step away form him. Bucky's mouth opened and closed soundlessly, his left hand coming up slightly to reach out for her. He didn't want her to leave — he needed her to stay. Suddenly, he couldn't remember all the reasons as to why he thought this was a bad idea.
"Can we please forget I came here tonight?" She whispered as she finally looked up at him, eyes locking with his.
(Need To Feel Loved — slowo)
And then it happened. Every single strand of restraint snapped at the same time when he saw the tears brimming in her eyes. In two long strides he was before her, his large hands covering her smaller ones as she tried to tie the belt.
"Wait," his voice was low and sensual.
Gently, Bucky tugged the ties out of her hands. His left arm wrapped around her waist, swiftly pulling her against him as his right palm cupped the back of her head and neck. Sophie gasped in surprise. Fingers tangling in her hair, he tipped her head back slightly. Then his lips descended on hers. He pried her mouth open with his own, kissing her deeply. She couldn't help the moan that escaped her lips. An explosion of excited and nervous butterflies rose up within her.
I'm kissing Bucky. Holy fucking hell. Bucky!
But just as quickly as the sensation came up, she was filled with dread. She pushed away from him slightly.
"Bucky, you don't have to do this. It's ok. I understand if you're not attracted to me like that —"
A dark look crossed his face before he quickly cut her off. Snatching her hips he pulled her roughly to him, pressing her body flush against his until she could feel his erection straining against the confines of his boxer briefs. Sophie blushed. Heart thudding painfully, she gazed up at him in shock.
"You were saying?" He asked her gruffly.
Hands leaving her hips, he began to undo the buttons once more. When all five were open, he slipped the coat over her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. His eyes slowly slipped down her form, making Sophie shiver in anticipation and anxiety all at the same time.
"You're beautiful," he breathed out before his eyes found hers again. "But you know you didn't have to do all this for me."
Her heart skipped a beat and she wondered if she was reading too much into his words. Sophie felt her breathing pick up as she watched him reach down for the hem of his shirt. Eyes never leaving her face, Bucky slowly pulled the tee over his head, exposing his well toned body to her hungry eyes. She'd seen him like this a thousand times before. But this time it was different. He stepped back up to her, hands resting lightly on her waist as he watched her take him in.
"You can touch me if you want, you know," he murmured.
A deep exhale rushed out of her and she swallowed hard. She was too nervous to look at his face, too nervous to reach out for him. Sophie wanted this, but she was also scared. Bucky gently grasped her hand and began to tug her towards the bedroom.
"C'mon. Let's take this to the bed."
She stalled.
"Wait, no!"
He looked back at her puzzled.
"We can't do this in your bed."
"What? Why not?"
"It's just…too…it feels too intimate," she finally blurted out.
Eyebrows shooting up, he looked at her incredulously before a small laugh escaped him.
"We're about to have sex and you think being in the bed is what's going to make it intimate?"
Sophie pulled a face.
"Don't laugh at me," she said timidly, crossing her arms over her chest.
All humor left him as he looked at her standing before him, completely skittish and vulnerable.
"Ok," he said softly. "No bedroom."
He walked back over to her and ducked his head slightly, trying to look her in the eye. His hands hovered just over her upper arms.
"Sophie, are you sure you want to do this?"
She looked back at him, "Yes."
They stared at each other for a moment.
"Ok then."
She uncrossed her arms and he gently grasped her fingers, guiding her into the living room, where he pushed aside the coffee table. Then he came back to her. Arms wrapping around her again, he kissed her once more. This kiss was more tender, more assuring. Sophie felt her tension begin to ease up a bit.
"If you want to stop at any point, just say the word," he murmured against her mouth.
She shook her head.
"I need this Bucky."
"I know."
Bucky continued to kiss her, slow and deep. Fingers in her hair, pulling lightly. Another hand on her waist, thumb dipping beneath the waistband of her panties. She let out a small whimper. Sophie heard him breathe in sharply through his nose. Stepping back, he watched her carefully as he pulled his sweatpants down, taking the boxers with them. Stress and apprehension welled up inside of her at the sight of his thick member standing at full mast. She was mesmerized as he grasped himself, pumping his hand up and down his length a few times. Droplets of precum accumulated on the velvety head, which he swiped around with his thumb, lubricating himself for her. Sophie felt herself grow wet at the sight. She licked her dry lips, a slight feeling of panic starting to take over as he stepped back up to her. Placing her palm against his chest, Sophie looked up at him cautiously.
"B-Bucky…It's been a long time since I've been with a man…and I haven't slept with anyone other than Jeremy in a really long time."
He picked up on her trepidation immediately. Hands reaching up, he pushed the hair out of the way before cupping her face.
"I know. Don't worry so much. It's just me. I'll take care of you."
Her stomach flopped over at his words. Heart pounding erratically, she reached up and placed her hands on his wrists. They ghosted down his arms before leaving him and coming around to her bra. Ever so slowly, she unclasped it. Bucky let go of her face and took hold of the straps, guiding them down her arms until the bra fell away completely. He kept his eyes glued to hers for a beat, making sure she was alright. Sophie's eye darted down his body, landing on his fully erect hard on and she licked her lips again, clearly a nervous habit. He felt himself twitch at the unconscious gesture. Finally allowing himself to look, Bucky marveled at how beautiful she was. Reaching out for her, his vibranium hand rested on her hip as his right palm grazed up her side, cupping her breast firmly but not too rough. His thumb rubbed against her nipple. Sophie couldn't help the involuntary arch of her back that pressed her breast further into his palm. Bucky felt a sense of satisfaction well up inside of him.
Sophie rested both palms against his chest. Then suddenly, he dropped down to his knees before her. Anticipation skittered through her like a nervous rabbit, causing her stomach to twist deliciously. His hands grazed down her left thigh, then her calf. Gently, he grasped her foot and lifted it up, resting the sole of her shoe on his leg. She took hold of his shoulders for balance and watched with half-lidded eyes as he undid the buckle of her shoe, then slowly slipped it off her foot. Setting it down, he repeated the action with the left shoe. She gulped, squeezing her thighs together when she saw his cock bounce slightly. Bucky's eyes, dark with desire, skimmed up her body. Then he slipped his fingers under the waistband of her panties and slowly pulled them down. She kicked them aside, breaths coming shallow as she wondered what he would do next. She felt herself grow wet, the sensation of doing something forbidden with Bucky raced through her nervous system, marvelously setting her alight.
More than anything, Bucky wanted to put his mouth on her. But he knew what they were doing had a purpose. And if she was afraid the bed was too intimate, he didn't think it would be appropriate for him to feast on her. So instead, he leaned in and pressed a wet kiss to her belly, slightly above her pubic bone. Sophie gasped, hands burying in his hair. He began to work his mouth up her body. Then tugged on her hands until she dropped down to the floor with him. Their lips met once more, hot and heavy. She whimpered and boldly pressed her body hard against his. He reciprocated, pulling her into him, grinding against her. Then he reached down and ran two fingers over her moist slit.
"Uggnn!"
She bucked involuntarily against his hand, fingers grasping onto his biceps tightly.
"Sophie," he whispered into her ear. "You're wound like a top. You have to relax."
His hot breath against her neck made her shiver and she closed her eyes in pleasure.
"I'm…I'm trying…"
"Do you want me to keep going?"
"Y-yes. Don't stop Bucky."
His eyes fluttered shut momentarily and he took a deep breath to steady himself. The sound of his name, all breathless and needy, shot straight to his aching cock. His fingers dipped, parting her folds and slipping inside. Sophie gasped sharply, fingernails digging into skin and vibranium. Her mouth fell open as she threw her head back slightly. Bucky could feel the tension in her back as he held her still. His thumb circled over her clit and he ducked his head down, running his tongue around a nipple.
"Aaahhh…"
Every muscle felt so tight, he knew she'd never come like this. His teeth grazed over the pink peak, attempting to distract her, just as his fingers started to pump in and out. He removed this mouth and switched over to the other breast, never breaking rhythm. Sophie's face was flushed and she was breathing heavily, but otherwise completely still. She whimpered in disappointment when he pulled out his fingers.
"Lay back," Bucky whispered.
Sophie did as she was told. Bucky covered her with his body, resting on his forearms. Her legs were parted just enough to allow him space. He could feel the stress radiating off of her.
"Are you still on the pill? Or do I need to grab a condom?"
"I'm on the pill," she whispered back.
"Good," then after a brief pause, "Are you really sure about this?"
She nodded. Bucky's eyes roved over her face before he bent his head down and kissed her gently on the lips.
"I don't want to hurt you Soph. You've got to try to relax."
He pulled back and looked down at her. Her eyes misted slightly and she blinked rapidly.
"I know. I'm trying. I'm just…"
"What Soph? Talk to me."
"I'm…" she swallowed hard.
"I'm scared," she whispered at last.
Bucky's eyes softened at her confession. She bit her lip as she looked up at him shyly.
"It's been a long time," she continued quietly. "And…I don't want to mess anything up between us. You don't have to do this if you don't want to Bucky."
Bucky allowed some of his weight to settle on top of her so she could feel how hard he still was. Then he bent his head down and nuzzled his cheek and nose against hers before placing a tender kiss at the corner of her mouth.
"This won't mess anything up."
He kissed her fully on the lips, soft and chaste.
"Don't be scared. I'll be gentle and we can go slow…I've got you, Sophie."
She reached up and placed her hands on either side of his face, fingers curling into his hair. Pulling him towards her, she kissed Bucky firmly, pouring her gratitude and all her emotions she couldn't put into words into the gesture. Her legs relaxed open and he nestled further down between them. Shifting slightly, Sophie felt his head nudging at her entrance. Then he was inside of her, his hot and thick cock pushing forward slightly. Inch by inch he stretched her, thrusting further inside her tight, slick depths. Bucky continued to slowly rock his hips, watching her face carefully.
"Aaaahhh…"
Sophie's brows knit and she arched her back as he suddenly pushed more firmly, sheathing himself to the hilt and connecting their bodies completely. He groaned and pressed his forehead to her shoulder. It took every bit of his willpower to stay still so she could adjust to his girth. More than anything, he wanted to just lose himself in her body. But this wasn't about him. It was about Sophie.
"Are you ok?" He mumbled against her skin.
Bucky felt her nails gently rake down his back. Then she nodded.
"Yes."
Her voice was strained and breathy. Sophie wiggled her hips slightly and he slipped in just a tiny bit further. She whimpered. Deciding to test the waters, he pulled out less than half way before reconnecting them fully. He reveled in her slight intake of breath. Encouraged by her reaction, Bucky began to move rhythmically. Rolling his hips, his cock slid in and out of her hot depths over and over. Her moans of pleasure were swallowed by his mouth as he kissed her deeply. At last, Sophie began to move with him, hips meeting his thrust for thrust. He felt her walls squeezing around him as she attempted to create more friction. He angled his body slightly so as to rub against her clit with each snap of his hips.
"Ohhhh, yesssss…" she hissed between kisses.
Her sounds spurred him on and he began to thrust harder and deeper. She moaned loudly, head tipping backwards. Bucky descended on her neck, licking, kissing, nipping.
"Uggnnn!"
He smiled against her jugular, taking note of how much she liked that. His hips continued to work against her at a steady pace. But he could feel her becoming tense again, and not in the way he wanted. Bucky pulled back and looked down at her.
"What's wrong?"
"I just…I'm getting close but I…I don't think I'm going to be able to come like this."
He smiled down at her.
"Then you take over."
"Wha—"
She squealed as he held her tightly against him and rolled them over until she was straddling him.
"Do what you need to do darlin."
Sophie looked down at him wide-eyed for a moment. She felt her face grow hot at her new position. Bucky looked up at her through his lashes, then slowly moved to grasp her hips. He began to lift her up off of him, then guided her back down. She placed her hands flat on his chest and took over. Moving up and down, rolling her hips, pleasuring herself on his cock.
"That's it doll."
"Uggnn…" she arched her back and bit her lip as the whimper escaped.
"Fuck you're gorgeous."
Reaching up, Bucky grabbed hold of her breasts, massaging them and tugging at her nipples until she keened. Sophie fell forward onto her forearms, her breasts dangling in his face. Taking the opportunity, he pulled a nipple into his mouth and suckled.
"Ah!"
His hands grasped her waist tightly, fingers digging into her flesh, while his tongue swirled around her peak. Teeth just barely gliding over her flesh, he wrapped his lips around her once more. Sophie was bucking hard now, chasing her release, desperate for it. He switched to the other breast and began paying it the same attention as their slick bodies continued to move against one another. Suddenly, she stopped and pushed up to a sitting position once more. She was breathing hard and her face was contorted in irritation.
"I can't," she stated. "I just can't do it. I keep getting close but I just can't fall over the edge."
Nearly in tears now, she hung her head in frustration.
"You're trying too hard Sophie. Don't focus so much on the ending. Just enjoy the ride."
"You sound like a motivational poster," she bit out in anger.
Bucky chuckled, then twitched his cock, still buried deep inside of her. Sophie couldn't help the small moan.
"You're still so tense. You have to let go and stop thinking about it so much."
"I can't!" She cried out.
He was silent for several minutes, trying to make up his mind. Finally coming to a decision, he looked her dead in the eye.
"I can make you come," he said at last, his voice low and husky.
She stared down at Bucky.
"But do you trust me enough to give me full control?"
Heart stuttering, her stomach lurched in excited anticipation.
"Yes," she breathed out.
He grabbed her waist and pulled her off of himself, coming to a sitting position.
"Get on your hands and knees," Bucky commanded her.
A shot of desire shot straight through, deep down to her core, making her even more wet. She did as she was instructed, the feeling of being exposed and vulnerable both exciting her and scaring her at the same time. This had never been a favorite position of hers and as Jeremy hadn't been much of an ass guy, they rarely had sex this way. Sophie felt Bucky position himself behind her and her inner muscles clenched involuntarily. His palms landed on her behind. He massaged her ass a moment before running a warm hand up and down her back.
"This makes you nervous," he stated, not even bothering to phrase it as a question.
"Y-yes."
She felt his vibranium fingers flex into her hip, "Why?"
"I've just…never really liked it like this. It's not really comfortable. Sometimes it hurts."
Bucky reached around and began playing with her clit and her slick folds. She whimpered. He continued to run his other hand up and down her spine, his cock hovering just outside of her entrance in the most erotic manner.
"That's because you've never done it with me…Do you want me to stop?"
"N-no."
"Are you sure?"
His fingers swirled around, eliciting a high pitched mewl.
"Don't stop…please don't stop."
Removing his hand, he dropped down, body covering hers. He put his weight on his left hand as his right brushed her hair over her shoulder. She could feel his hard on pressing firmly against her ass as he wrapped an arm around her waist.
"I can make you feel good like this," he breathed against her neck. "But you have to try to relax. Trust me. I've got you."
Then he kissed the back of her neck, unknowingly hitting her favorite spot. She mewled again, her ass popping out, her most intimate spot seeking him out. Bucky continued kissing along her neck, sucking the skin at the junction with her shoulder. Sophie whimpered, pressing her hips backwards, urging him inside of her.
"P-please…Bucky…"
He knew what she wanted. She'd already said the words to him once, he wasn't going to make her say them again, no matter how much he wanted to hear it. So instead, he lifted off of her and, grasping himself in his hand, he guided himself to her entrance. Sophie was panting, her folds dripping wet in anticipation. Bucky moaned loudly as he sank down into her warm depths. She made a sound that he wasn't entirely sure was pleasureful.
"Is this ok?"
She nodded, eyes closed. He could see the stress on her face.
"I need you to relax Sophie."
"I'm trying…"
He began to play with her clit, still buried fully inside of her. She was whimpering, but he could tell this wasn't going to do the trick. Going with his gut, Bucky put his vibranium palm at the base of her neck and pressed down until she gave in to him. He pushed her until her chest was flat on the rug, face turned to the side. Her forearms rested down and her ass was sticking out high. Pulling out of her completely, he began to move with steady, shallow thrusts. Bucky watched as Sophie's eyes popped open, her mouth dropped in surprise and a deep groan of pleasure ripped out of her.
"Oooohhh, my God yessss…"
Bucky felt her body immediately unwind.
"Good girl," he growled.
Unable to withhold the smirk, he continued to move in and out of her. Within moments she was pushing back against him, moaning loudly, begging him not to stop.
"Oh Bucky. More…please. I need more! Deeper!"
He complied, falling over her once again, he wrapped his right arm around her waist to hold her steady. His tongue traced up her spine, causing her to arch her back involuntarily. His left arm rested just beside her left hand as he thrust into her deep, burying himself fully within her hot and slick center.
"Fuck Sophie. You're so damn tight."
"Uggnnn. Harder. Please, Bucky! HARDER!"
She was getting close now. He could feel her walls beginning to clench around him. He adjusted his right hand, fingers pressing firmly into her clit.
"Fuck yes! Oh God…"
Her hips were moving erratically, desperately seeking out her release. Bucky continued to pound into her, hard and deep. His hand rubbed her in time with his hips. Until suddenly, she dug her fingernails into the carpet, eyes screwed shut, she keened. Her inner walls fluttered and clamped down on Bucky's rock hard cock. He was so stiff it was starting to hurt. Sophie's orgasm washed over her like a tsunami, completely knocking all sense out of her. She screamed out his name as she experienced one of her most intense climaxes ever.
"BUCKY! Y-YESSS BUCKY! OH GOD YESSS!"
That was all it took for him to topple over the edge. He thrust into her hard, shoving her forward as he nestled himself as deeply as he could. His hips arched, bringing her ass flush against him. At last, Bucky's cock began to pulse, shooting out ropes of cum as a potent euphoria coursed through him in rhythmic waves.
"HOLY FUCK! SOPHIE!"
They stayed firmly connected, their minds swirling within clouds of pleasure, for several minutes. Slowly rocking against her, he began to bring them back down to earth. Finally, after riding out several after shocks, he pulled out of Sophie, his cock still dripping. With leaden limbs she sank to the floor and onto her stomach as he sat back, leaning onto his hands. They panted silently.
"You ok?"
"I am…so much more than ok," she managed huff out.
Bucky smiled to himself. Then he stood up and walked to the bathroom. Cleaning himself off quickly, he returned to her with a damp washcloth. Sophie had flipped over onto her back, her heart and breathing finally coming back to normal. Taking the proffered towel, she cleaned herself up, then allowed him to pull her up to join him.
"I guess I should go…" she said at last.
He balked.
"That's a fuck no."
Sophie made an indignant noise as her eyes widened in surprise.
"First of all, it's late as hell. Second of all, you need to sleep. Third of all, I'm not going to let you act like a meaningless one night stand. Let's go."
Bucky motioned to his bedroom, leaving her no room to argue. She slowly followed after him, too exhausted to put up a fight. He handed her a clean t-shirt which she quickly yanked over her head. She crawled into his bed as he turned around to grab a clean pair of boxer briefs. Walking over to the other side of the bed, Bucky slipped under the covers. Then he turned to Sophie to ask what time she wanted to get up. But she was already fast asleep.
A/N: And there you have it! We are officially caught up with present day and fully in the second arc of the story. I promise that it's not always going to be so talkative and awkward between them in the future. But I hope you enjoyed this chapter nonetheless! I was so excited with how it turned out that I couldn't wait to post it. So you all got it basically a day early! lol.
Also, as an aside. I hope everyone can see now why I had to have Jeremy come back one more time. I really, really wanted Sophie to have a powerful moment where she realized that she was worth more than that. That she could stand on her own two feet and would be ok by herself. When it finally ended between them for good, I needed it to be coming from her. I also really didn't want Bucky to seem like a rebound or a second choice. Anyhoo…
A big thank you to all of my reviewers: Thorunnironside, Guest, Alices Rabbit, MidnightStar, Season Two, BigMamaKat, Alpinelover, isabetta1463, Vokunkendov, blaan_coco, acquamarina, and MultiMuu!
Thorunnironside: Hehehe. Yeah, it was a pretty fun curveball to throw in there! I loved writing her mom. I was planning on having Nat give her all that advice but in the end I changed my mind and I'm so glad I did. As for Tolkien…love him as well (I do have a Thranduil FF — two actually btw. Kinda oldish though). I considered starting Vikings but I heard it was super gory in a Game of Thrones kind of way. Which, while I enjoyed watching the show, a lot of the stuff turned my stomach and I don't really want to do another show like it. Anyway, I really appreciate your support! Thank you so very much!
Guest: Hahaha! I laughed at the jiggle. Your review definitely put a smile on my face. Hope you enjoyed his response ;)
Alices Rabbit: Sorry to disappoint on the romance front! There will be some of that eventually. I do hope he came off as sweet and caring though. I'm glad you liked her mom. That was a last minute addition and I loved writing it! Please know that your comment and support mean so very much, I really needed to hear that. And I think I needed a little mental breather too.
MidnightStar: Lol, Sophie is just sweet in everything that she does. Anyway, I hope you don't feel like Bucky took advantage of her here. I really wanted to make it clear that he was very attuned to her and gave her every opportunity to change her mind and take back her request. I really, really appreciate your reviews and support! Thank you so much! 3
Alpinelover: Yay! So glad you did! And lol, I loved reading your reaction. I hope you enjoyed Bucky's decision here. Anyway, thank you very much for your kind and encouraging words. It's definitely nice to hear and means a whole lot to me!