Dont Let Go || Part I

Don’t Let Go || Part I

Words: 1118

Warnings: none

SUMMARY: You're being saved from death by Captain America himself. Is this a beginning of a serious relationship?

Author: Ailo

Cold. Everything is cold, and glow in a weird light.

You feel hands on your back, warmth seeping out from them and right into your shirt. “Hang on.” You can’t make out the last words, everything is a blur and your head, your head hurts like that one morning after you drank yourself under the table. Your whole body is shaken by shivers, you can’t seem to be able to stop shivering, even when you try to take deep breaths to settle your shoulders.

So cold… You're being lifted up. You know because your vision suddenly swarms, and you feel nauseous. “Stop that…” you say weekly to the one responsible for your sudden unwelcome state. You’re resting against something hard, bulky, warm, that beats in rhythm… You realize you’re being carried bride-style, the person’s arms you were in on your back and under your knees. You snuggle into the warmth, burrowing your face and the cold tip of your nose in the person’s neck. The one carrying you takes a sudden breath, heart-beat accelerating slightly against your side for a moment before returning back to its normal, steady beating. You don’t speak. Neither does the other, who just walks. Walks where exactly ? You can’t recall a destination being set, just being picked up and carried away.. and not in Disney princess style, as you can’t seem to be able to muster enough strength to open your tired eyes. Somewhere along the way, the other’s body heat having warmed you up during the walk, you fall asleep, gripping the person’s shirt tightly into your hands, like a man at sea would a life line. And you fall, fall slowly into slumber, the steady beating of the heart acting like a lullaby, the steady and regular pace of the other rocking you to sleep. And then everything turns to hell. You’re being put down to rest against a tree, the sound of gunshots ringing in your head. “Don’t worry” says a voice. You open your eyes, trying to get a glance of the person who you know has been taking care of you. “Everything is going to be all right… I’ll come find you after I get them off of our backs…” You can’t even nod, can’t even voice your acknowledgment to the person. You try harder to get your sight to focus and put a face on the voice. A man. That you can make out of the blur. The voice is that of a man. Yellow… a blond, then. His hair are disheveled… And then, out of nowhere, two blue orbs pop out. A blond with blue eyes then. A pretty shade of blue, at that, the color not cold but warm and making you want to trust those eyes… A smile, trying to hide the worry and the marks of fatigue on the man’s face. “I promise I’ll be back soon.” And then, nothing. He disappears from your vision. You can see the grey sky, heavy clouds announcing rain… It’s pretty, standing against the luscious green of the trees around you… Gunshots again. Yells. The sound of hand to hand combat. Bullets resonating against something metallic… You hope your blue eyed savior is alright. The gunshots stop. You start counting… 1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi, 3 Mississippi… You lose count after 13, when the first drops of rain fall down onto your face. Suddenly he is here again. Takes you back into his arms. “Miss me ?” he asks jokingly. “We’ll be safe soon.” You don’t care. Now you know you’ll be alright. You close your eyes, let out a content sigh and bury your nose in the man’s neck once more, drifting back to sleep, only this time completely letting go…

You hear a door opening and closing seconds later. You feel good… you’re on something soft… a mattress… You’re warm again, your head doesn’t hurt as much as before… There is a weight on your right hand. You open your eyes slowly, letting them adjust to the sunlight peaking through the curtains… You are faced by a wall. A white one.

A hospital then.

You turn your gaze to the right. The blond man is here, hands over your smaller one, head resting upon his arms. Has he been here since you were brought in?

He looks cute, with his hair still a mess. You move your left hand you put it in his hair. He wakes up, startled by the contact. Now that you can see his face, all disoriented from waking up, you decide he is even cuter. No… handsome is more the appropriate word. He his handsome. “Hi.”

“Hello.” You smile. He takes both your hands in his larger ones, gripping them tightly. “How are you?” he asks, looking you straight into the eyes. “Better than before. Thank you for saving me..” God, how cheesy you must sound.

Even to you it sounds like a line from the romantic comedies you used to watch with your friends in high-school. You’re cut in your train of thought, when you notice him blushing. “What about you? How are you?” “Fine.” he says, shrugging. “Did you eat?” “Yes, I had the nurse bring me a tray earlier…” “Why didn’t you leave?” you frown a bit. “Sorry?” he looks taken-aback. “Why are you still here?” you ask again. You mentally hit yourself for your choice of words as soon as you see his expression change, he now looks lost, like a puppy who had just been kicked by its owner. “I can leave if…” he tries to rise from his seat, hesitating. “I didn’t mean it like that, I just… I don’t understand why you’d choose to stay here while we don’t know each other.”

Fuck, you cursed in your thoughts. You are kinda pitiless to him now. And that man has saved your life.. He stiffens. “I… I don’t know… you just… I wanted to make sure…” “It’s alright.” You say softly, getting one your hands out from his grasp. You slowly put it on his cheek. “Thank you.” It’s his turn to smile now. And that smile is the cutest thing you've ever seen.

From the moment, I first saw you, knew my heart could not be free, man’s heart skips a beat, when those thoughts forms deep in his mind as he observes you carefully with his blue eyes. I couldn't left you there to die.

He remains silent however for a second.

“I've never asked you for your name..” blonde man esquires.

“Y/N” you say simply. “And does my savior has a name though?” you ask quietly, breaking the silence.

“Of course” he scoffs, blue eyes lighting up his face. “Steve. Steve Rogers.”

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DIVINE PASSION / STEVE ROGERS X READER ONESHOT (SMUT)

Words: 904

Summary: reader & Steve & a little romantic smut

A/N: @thepaperpanda this one has been written for your writing challenge. A reminder - I had lavender color 😊

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Be my autumnal muse  ||  Steve Rogers x Reader one shot

Words: 1388

Warnings: none at all, just pure fluff :)

SUMMARY: Reader and Steve Rogers are on a walk, observing the color palette of nature. At the end, Steve confesses, that he’s into Reader and asks her to be his muse.

Author: Rouge

A/N: This story has been written for the writing challenge created by @fanlove-fandomlife

You stared at the leaves falling from the trees. It was quite breathtaking, at the most. Utterly beautiful. First a green leaf, then shortly afterwards a yellow leaf stained with bits of orange and green. They hit the ground lightly, making no sound effects. You could stay there all day, observing the utmost gorgeous pattern of the leaves dying off of the trees.

"Steve!" you turned around. Steve was sitting on the bench under huge, old willow, he was drawing in his sketchbook. "Yes, Y/N? What's up?" he asked lazily, not taking his eyes from the sketch he was making. You rolled your eyes and walked to him slowly, still looking around with admiration. "Instead of drawing, you should take a look around, dear!" you giggled happily, taking a seat next to him and putting your head onto his shoulder. "Just look! Down they come like multicoloured rain. Golds, reds and browns. They are a myriad of shapes and sizes, these leaves that clothed the trees. Now they are discarded like last seasons fashions and left to become part of the soil. But before that happens they make the most splendid mosaic that is unique in all the world. And yet we're here to witness it in this moment, it's so precious!" you were talking about leaves and colors like it would be the last thing you'll ever see. Steve had made some more lines, before he closed his sketchbook. He gave you a look and ruffled your bangs. "Y/N, you're too exaggerated sometimes." You frowned softly, pulling away from him. "Why are you saying so?" Blonde man pecked your lips. "You put too much attention in such a fleeting stuff. You should focus on more important things, Y/N." You rolled your eyes theatrically. "Says the man, who could spend whole day by drawing" you cocked your brew. "Steve, please. Stop being so stubborn and serious! Just live with a moment!" you quickly got up from the bench and you grabbed him by his sleeve. "C'mon! Let's take a walk! You were drawing for last half an hour! " Reluctantly, Steve followed you, getting up and closing his sketchbook. Man slipped it under his arm. You grabbed his hand and pulled him down the alley. Holding his palm, you were walking slowly by his side, looking around and breathing with fresh, chill air. "I've read the poems from before the war. They tell of trees changing color, pumpkins and thanksgiving. It must have been nice back then. It sounds like a cosy life" you broke the silence between you two. Steve's face changed within second. He became so pensive, kind of a little smirk appeared in the corner of his full lips. "Yes. It was a cosy life.." he mumbled, but his voice was nothing more then a whisper. You gave his hand a firm squeeze. "So now you should understand, what I find so interesting in observing the nature. It's so relaxing to me, letting all bad emotions disappear" you explained shortly. Steve only nodded, still overwhelmed by his memories. You both continued your walk through the park. Red, orange and yellow, in various different shades. All of them floating gracefully on the soft breeze. It was as if a friendly hand was gently lowering them to the ground. Whispers between these leaves filled the air, whispers and mutters. The air was cool and crisp, like a refreshing drink of cool water after hours in a desert. The breeze fluttered around, gently caressing everything it touched with fingers that had been a comfort to so many over their long, lonely years. You were absorbing everything. The nature was simply breathtaking in her color palette. With a corner of your eye you've noticed, that Steve also was delighted by variegation of the world. Finally, you and Steve reached a small lake and it was where the alley has ended. A deep sense of serenity overcame both of you as you stared in rapture at the expanse of blue that lay before you. Rays of lights danced delicately across the water, birthed from the afternoon sun that both limited your sight and made the view all the more beautiful. Steve smiled gently, looking at you. "Would you mind me, if I would ask you for something now?" he inquired. You eyed him carefully, not being sure, what has he wanted from you. "Yes, I suppose..." you answered. "Can I ask you to pose for me, Y/N?" the smile was still on his lips and his cheeks blushed a bit. You felt a heat on your cheeks within a second, so you turned your head to watch the lake. "I wouldn't mind..." you whispered softly, trying to calm yourself down.

You were sitting at the large rock on the shore of the lake patiently, waiting for Steve to end his masterpiece. 

"Can you turn your head a bit? Oh yes. Just like that." Steve was sitting on the ground, leaning his back against a tree trunk. He was putting all the effort into his drawing. "Have I ever told you, how much I adore your facial features, Y/N?" Steve's voice was soft like never before. "Hihi, no, you haven't" you giggled happily, covering your mouth with a palm. "Hey! Don't move, Y/N! The lightning!" Steve chuckled tenderly, then once again he focused on the draw. "Yes, yes, sorry, my bad" you sent him a warm smile. You were observing with a smile, how few little leaves fell down onto Steve's head. You couldn't help and let out a short laughter. "You look like a prince in the crown." Steve raised his chin a bit and narrowed his brows, then he reached to his hair and his face has brighten up. "Haha, very funny, Y/N!"

After some time, Steve rose from the ground and flicked his jeans from sand.

"Done. Wanna see?" he reached his sketchbook towards you. Gladly, you got up from your place and approached blonde man. You took the sketchbook into your hands and looked at the drawing he recently has made. "Oh Gosh.." you mumbled. "It's.. It's beautiful, Steve! But..." You took a careful look at the drawing again and your heart stopped for a second. You were on the foreground, the lake was a background. He has drew you so smoothly, emphasizing every attribute of your beauty. In the left lower corner of the page you found a little dedication, which took your breath away. For my beloved Y/N. You've always been in my mind. With love, Steven You've swallowed slowly, before you look into his eyes. "Why you didn't tell me earlier?" you asked quietly. But Steve only took his sketchbook from your hands amd closed it, then he leant down to you and he placed a lovingly kiss to your soft lips. You were too shocked to protest and the truth was you either didn't want to protest... You gave the kiss back, automatically pulling closer to his chest. "How long?" "Since the day I've met you, Y/N" Steve said sincerely, looking you straight in the eyes. "As you can see, it took me so long to find a courage." You nuzzled to his chest, feeling incredibly safe there. "The most important, that you've finally found it so you could be honest with me" you reached his jawline and stroked over his cheek. "So.. In the light of new circumstances.. Would you go with me for a date?" his cheeks were blushing hardly. You nodded slightly. "With a pleasure." You saw a little sparks of happiness into his beautiful blue eyes. Your hand found his palm and you tangled your fingers with his. "Let's go back home, Mr Rogers the Artist" you chuckled. He smirked on you, nodding, then Steve raised his chin to look at the autumnal sunset, which was building on the horizon. Man squeezed your palm tightly, and after that he let your hand free to wrap both his strong arms around you. You hugged to him as closely as you could. You felt, how he has rested his chin on the top of your head. He took a deep breath. "I want this moment to last forever." You moved closer so that he felt your presence, yet stayed quiet, allowing him to stay lost in the moment a while longer.

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A good deed - Peter Parker drabble

Summary: Peter was set for a meeting with Tony. But something dragged him out of his way there..

A/N: Hi. I’ve made this drabble for @thepaperpanda writing challenge. It’s my first attempt since long time, so sorry for any mistakes!

Words: 615

Peter was walking down the alley in the Central Park being happy like never before.

He had to meet with his mentor, Mr Stark, for their weekly training.

Peter was prepared. Ok, last time be failed a bit by screwing up on the entire line. But it was not his fault! It was Tony who gave him wrong building plans. Or maybe he read them wrong? Nevermind!

It wasn’t important at the moment.

Peter continued his walk whistling happily. It was until he spotted some movement in a nearby bushes.

He stopped and first looked around. But he saw no one suspicious. Frowning, Peter headed straight into bushes direction. He got even more confused when he heard some strange noises.

Peter got at the spot and crouched. His spider-sense was tingling at the base of his skull, alerting him to possible danger.

With little hesitation and caution, Peter reached and moved several branches to the side.

What a relief he experienced when he saw, that a small puppy was stuck between the bushes.

“Oh, hi there, pup!” A bright smile crawled onto Peter’s lips.

He slipped hands between the branches and aa carefully as it was possible pulled few of them up.

“Come here, buddy,” Peter took the puppy in his hands and pulled little dog out of its ‘trap’.

Spidey put puppy on the grass and looked over it.

But puppy galloped right through the next bushes right into the arenaceous alley. Then without a backward glance dog ran off to sniff all the trees and lampposts along the way.

“Hey! Little one!” Peter ran after the puppy and on the last moment he caught dog and pulled it up. “Hey! No! First we gotta find your owner, mate. I see you have a collar, lemme check…”

Puppy barked happily waving its tail and bit Parker’s hand.

“Hey!” Peter laughed softly checking the charm at the collar. “So your name is Jack and you live kinda near from here..” Peter muttered. “I’ll bring you home, Jack. But don’t bite me, you little fugitive,” he laughed sortly while puppy was waving its tail still trying to bite Peter’s fingers with its little sharp fangs.

On his way at the address from puppy’s collar, Peter got a text from Tony.

[TONY: Where R U Peter?]

Parker sighed and sat at the nearest bench. He texted back.

[Gonna be late, gotta do something first. Wait 4 me.]

Peter got up and with a puppy under his arm, he headed to one of the skyscrapers.

Puppy was still trying to get out of Peter’s grasp squeaking quietly.

“Hush, Jack, no one is hurting you, mate,” Peter rubbed dog’s back. It helped because puppy licked top of Parker’s palm barking happily again.

When Peter arrived on the 9th floor, he walked to the flat number 890 and he knocked few times.

Door has been opened by a little girl in a pink dress.

“Hello?” she whispered quietly.

“Hi!” Peter sent her a smile. “I think this little gentleman belongs to you.”

Parker pulled puppy from under his jacket and handled it to the girl.

Her chin trembled and she sobbed loudly. Few tears fell down on her dress.

“Me and my mummy were looking for Jack! He got lost few hours ago! Oh, Jack!” She grabbed puppy and hugged him tight to her little chest. “Thank you, Sir! Thank you for your help! Mummy! Mummy! Jack’s back!”

Girl ran inside the flat leaving door open. When she and her mother came back, there was no one in front of the door.

Peter was walking down the street whistling happily and smiling. At least he made a little good deed.

DOM & SUB || Chris Evans x reader one shot

Words: 1103

Warnings: smut, oral sex, unprotected sex

SUMMARY: Chris and his girlfriend are having good time together.

Author: Rouge and Ailo

I gave a gentle lick to the head of his cock and he bucked his hips. “God, please. Please, please, I need it.” Chris moaned, straining against his restraints. “I’ll do anything. Please just, please.” I lick my lips as I look down at the poor man beneath me. Chris was covered in fresh love bites, on his neck, chest, abs, even his thighs. The abs and thighs were where he had started getting desperate for more. Just about every inch of him had been at least kissed or licked. Well, there were more than a few inches that hadn't been given any attention this whole time until just now. “Please, what?” I ask, teasing him with my hot breath on his cock. “Fuck’s sake woman! Either suck my cock or ride it! I can't take anymore teasing!” He barked out, trying even harder to get free. That was all I needed, I wrapped the head of his cock with my mouth and took him as far as I could. “Yes!” He cried out as he thrust his cock even further down my throat, choking me slightly. I may have teased him a bit too much. Not my fault, he loved it and I just wanted to do what he loved. I knew the more I teased, the harder he would eventually come and I wanted him to have a mindblowing orgasm tonight. I sucked him hard and used my mouth to the best of my abilities. He was letting out enough curses between moans. I loved his dirty mouth. I release his cock from my mouth, much to his... Disappointment. “I swear to fucking God if you do not finish me off I’ll....” And he trailed off as he thrusted his cock towards me and groaned. “You’ll what?” I ask and lick him from tip to base. “GOD! I WILL FUCK YOU SO HARD YOU WON’T WALK FOR A MONTH. THEN I’LL FUCK YOU HARD EVERY DAY OF THAT MONTH. I’LL FILL YOUR PUSSY WITH EVERY DROP OF MY COME. I’LL FUCKING MAKE YOU ALL MINE.” If I hadn't already been turned on that would certainly have done the trick. “God, yes, yes, yes, yes. Baby, please ride me. Ride me now.” I was so wet it was easy to slide slowly down his impressively girthy cock. From how he was panting and leaning his head back into the pillows I knew he was struggling not to thrust into me before I was ready. Once he was all the way in I let out a moan. Sweet Jesus, that feels good. Chris filled me so completely and it was still amazing even almost after a year of having sex with him. I lifted myself up until only the head of him was in me and then I dropped myself back down onto him. He cried out, struggling against his restraints again. “Do you want those off?” I ask. “What zone are we in?” “Very fucking green. I’m loving this. I want them off but I’ll take control if you take them off and I want you in control right now.” He says and I feel reassured so I keep going. “Alright, honey. All you have to do is ask and control is yours.” I remind him. He nods and looks down my body, licking his lips as he looks at my breasts, then letting out a moan as he looks at where we’re connected. He leans his head back with a smile as he bites his bottom lip slightly. I can't help but smile at him, he is so fucking gorgeous underneath me with his hands tied above his head. But enough of that, I need to ride him like this is my last night on earth. I start a gentle rhythm, going up and down his length. This feels nice, it’s intimate, but I need more once that I’ve adjusted to him. My hands are resting on his abs and I start to bounce up and down on him fast and with more force. His eyes had been closed while he enjoyed the slow movements from before but now they shot open as he looked at me with his mouth open. With his mouth open even the smallest of his sounds of pleasure came out while I started riding him hard. I drag my nails down his chest and he starts bucking his hips and arching his back. “Fuck! Harder. Dig your nails in baby.” He begs and keeps bucking his hips into me. I swear it is a struggle to not come undone already but if I come now I don't think I’ll have the strength to keep riding him. I clench around him while a go up and down and drag my nails along his chest again making sure to dig in harder. From the way his eyes roll back into his head and the downright sinful moan that escapes his mouth I can tell I did things just right. His beautiful mouth stays open in an O shape. That means he’s getting close, thank goodness because I am seconds from my own. I quickly reach up to his hands, pausing my movements on his cock, much to his displeasure. I free his hands and continue to ride him. “God, fuck me, Chris, fuck me!” I moan and lean down onto his chest. He grabs my hips, taking control as he’s supposed to, and he pounds into me for all he’s worth. I snap back into an upright position while he pounds into me from below. God, the way he hits all the right spots drives me wild. “I’m, I’m gonna, oh tell me you’re close.” He says as his thrusts are now utterly frantic. “Yes!” I damn near screech out as I orgasm, spasming around him, my nails digging into his chest. He grips my hips so tight I know they’ll be bruised tomorrow. He arches into me as deep as he can while pulling me down onto his cock as much as possible. His orgasm finally is hitting him as he pumps into me a last few times, cumming deep inside of me. I collapse onto his heaving chest and nearly fall asleep right there. I finally catch my breath and the waves of pleasure eventually subside enough that I can think. Then we cuddle up. “Fucking amazing.” He says with a contented sigh as his arm is being wrapped around my waist. “I love you." "I love you too" I only whisper, kissing his pulsepoint as I close my eyes, slowly falling asleep next to him.

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Don't get caught || Bucky Barnes drabble.

Words: 1680

Warnings: Slight smut

SUMMARY: A nice training with Bucky

Author: Cass and Beast.

It was one of these days, when Bucky was full of rage. He recently has came back from very tough mission in Eastern Europe. He has been sent to Nizhny Novgorod and he had to invigilate the training of young Shield's recruits.

Now, brunette was at the gym, where he was doing his cardio training, trying to get rid of bad emotions.

You went at the gym out of pure boredom, your day was really boring, so you decided to go there and do something.

Shirt and shorts were all that you were wearing at the moment, you felt comfortable in that outfit.

You entered the gym and looked around, then you looked at Bucky and smiled at him. "Hey there, Barnes!"

Bucky's eyes wandered slowly over you. "Hi" he only mumbled under his breath.

He didn't pay too much attention to your presence in the room, he just kept going with his exercises

You frowned softly and walked to him. "Hey, why are you so angry today, huh?" your eyes wandered slowly from top of his head to his toes. You licked your lips a bit and smiled at him.

Bucky was lifting weights, putting his whole attention to the exercise. He was slowly tautening his muscles to slacken them after few moments. "Why so curious, Y/N?"

"I'm always worried about my friends and my team mates." You looked at him worried.

Bucky chuckled darkly. "And tell me, Y/N, since when me and you are friends?" he gave you a look, the specific one, which was reserved only for special occasions, when Bucky was really not in a mood to conversations.

You rolled your eyes theatrically and you sighed heavily, you always were trying to be nice to this guy. “Hmmm. Let me think.. Maybe since Cap forced Tony to take you to the team and since Cap even brought you here? Maybe since that day.” You muttered annoyed.

Bucky stopped for a while, putting barbells onto its place. "Heh, yeah." he looked at you briefly, then he grabbed his towel and went at the other side of the gym. "Did anyone tell you, that you're annoying, Y/N? Can't you see I am trying to do my daily workout? And can't you see I need to stay focused?" man sighed deeply. "What's your business?"

"Nope! Cap says I'm sweet and Stark likes fact that I care." You said, watching him from behind. "Everyone likes me... well, maybe 99% of the team." You shrugged.

"So I am that 1 missing percent" Bucky chucked. "Well.. Yea. Listen to the man, who has been stucked in the ice for last 70 years and the man, who only knows, how to love himself and how to be a narcissus" Bucky looked at you above his metal arm.

"Heh, still better than listen to the man that spent like... last 70 years as a psycho killer controled by Hydra." You smiled at him. "Why you are so behind everyone, Bucky... it's so sad..." you said quietly with sadness.

Man shrugged slightly. "I used to be alone. And I still appreciate it. As you could saw for last months, I am definitely not a social type of person. I like to be on my own, without bunch of 'fake' friends around" his blue eyes, after little travel along your figure, have stopped on your eyes. "Now. Let me finish my training."

You walked closer to him. "Come on Bucky, how do you know, that they are 'fake', if you even didn't give them a chance." You stood next to him. "Look, when Cap brought me here from S.H.I.E.L.D., I was scared of everyone. Everyone looked so serious and scary, but I gave them a chance and look, I don't have any fake friends. There are people, that really wanna be friends with you."

Bucky rolled his eyes. "I think I've made myself clear enough. I don't need others." Man continued his training.

You grabbed Bucky's metal hand tight. "No, it's not 'clear enough' for me. I can see you aren't like this, Bucky. I know you are different... Just tell me what's wrong. Because I'm worried, and I am not the only person who's worried about you." You said, frowning.

"Nothing. I had a tough mission. And I want to relax a bit. And it's my way to do so, Y/N" he snapped angrily. "Listen, doll, it's a gym. Can you take your sweet little butt and take a step or two away from me, huh? Maybe train a bit too, it's gonna help you to think clearly."

"So come on, let's train. Come at me, bro!" You said. smiling at him. "Come on, show me, how much of relax do you need, unless you are scared of me." Your smile changed from nice one into shabby within second.

One of Bucky's brews slowly rose, when a grimace crawled onto his rough lips. "Are ya kidding me, doll? You don't have any chances."

Bucky wiped his hands into towel, then he tossed it on the bench and slowly went into your direction.

You got ready on him, you were scared because this guy was three times bigger than you. 'I hope he will be gently,' you thought to yourself and bite inside of your cheek, looking at him.

Bucky was looking straight into your eyes, without any signes of hesitation.

With one huge step he approached you and grabbed you by your left forearm, at the same time undercutting your legs. Both of you lost the balance immediately and you both fell onto the ground.

"Oh, shit!!" You growled and let out a loud whimper, when you hit the floor with your back.

You tried your best to free yourself from his grasp, but there was no chances for it, Bucky was just too strong for you. "Damn you, Barnes." You growled deeply, wiggling like a crazy.

Laying on top of you, Bucky was smiling proudly as he was looking down on your face. "Doll, I've been telling ya, that you ain't gonna beat me." His bangs, wet from sweat, fell on his eyes.

You turned your head to him. "Maybe..." you quickly grabbed his hair and pulled his face closer to yours, than you kissed his lips hardly. A mean smile appeared on your face. "But I can do different stuff.." you whispered with a quiet purr.

Bucky at first was trying to pull away from you, but within a second he got all comfy and gave a kiss back. It was a messy kiss, full of rush and insecurity.

"You kissed me back.." you said quietly and moved your hand through his hair. "But... Why so shy, Bucky?"

Bucky swallowed hardly, licking his lips. "It's a bit inappropriate.." brunette mumbled quietly against your soft lips, brushing them with his rough one. His metal hand has been placed on your hip. "I think I will rethink our relationship, Y/N."

Quiet giggle left your lips, then you slowly turned around in his arms. Your lips started slowly kiss his neck. "Oh really... So... I'm not annoying anymore?"

Bucky didn't respond, kissing your clavicle and slipping his impatient hands under your shirt.

"Come here." You whispered and pulled him into deep kiss, while you started to rub yourself against his crotch.

Bucky let out a moan, pushing his tongue into your mouth and humming deeply. His cold metal fingers were running along the curve of your waist.

You whimpered loudly into the kiss and clenched your arms tighter around his neck.

Bucky placed himself completely between your legs, slowly pulling your shirt up to reveal your breasts.

But suddenly..

"WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON OVER HERE!?" a loud yell could be heard next to the door.

You blinked and looked up, your vision was upside down, but you could see Tony, who was angry as hell and Steve, whose face was covered in a blush.

"Bucky..... Y/N... What you two are doing here..." Steve asked, obviously shocked by an unexpected view.

"Exactly! What the fuck!" Tony crossed his arms over his chest, cocking his brow. "We left you for 5 minutes, and you just fooling around with Mr Barnes?! Y/N, I don't recognize you!"

You could feel, how your face is getting hotter. "I... I... I just...." You bite your lips and hugged to Bucky tightly, hiding your face into his chest.

"Tony, calm down." Steve said softy. Than he looked at Bucky. "You.... get off of her and help her get up." Steve muttered.

Bucky, with a huge blush on his cheeks followed Steve's order without complaining. He offered you his metal hand and helped you to get up.

"C'mon guys, it's just a wrestling" Bucky used the only explanation, which came to his mind.

Tony laughed shortly, shaking his head in disbelief. "Jesus, give me some patience, please" Stark put his hands up in a gesture of helplessness.

You quickly got up and pulled your shirt down, looking at man with a stupid smile on you lips. "I don't think this explanation will work."

"Of course it won't." Blond man growled softly. "You should be happy, that they haven't done anything else." Steve looked at Tony.

Stark shrugged, turning around. "I see you in my office, Barnes. 5 minutes!" he ordered harshly before he left the gym.

Bucky improved his sweatpants and went to Steve. "Sorry, pal."

"Just go there before he will kick you out of the tower." Steve sighed heavily, patting his friend's shoulder.

You improved your shorts a bit and went to Steve. "Cap, I'm so sorry... So so so so sorry." You whimpered. "But I couldn't stop myself from... him." You sighed sadly and looked down.

Steve smiled at you when Bucky was gone. "Good work, Y/N. Don't let him be alone." he whispered.

A/N: Hello guys, Beast's here. I just wanna say I found it super interesting and developing to write stories for you in cooperation with my beloved girlfriend. And, besides, I wanna share with you little information (yeah, I can't stop myself from boasting), so... We got engaged  Now I have an honor to call Cass my fiancée. Hope you all are gonna have great weekend, pals! Song from Beast: ♥

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