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1. Finding Home by @jobean12-blog
Bucky x Reader Animal Rescue AU
You meet Bucky while he’s out walking Alpine in the city. It’s love at first sight and to make it even better he just opened up an Animal Rescue, Shelter to Solider. But will his past stand in the way of him finally finding his home.
Welcome Home... Soldat? | Part II
That time when Bucky accidentally relapsed into the Winter Soldier.
Navigation: Part I || Part II* || Part III (end) || Extra
Words: 4.2k++ (of fluff and filth)
Pairing: winter soldier!bucky x female!reader
Warnings: 18+ content, smut, no minors allowed, nsfw, dub con, fingering, pussyjob, thighjob, soldat being manipulative yet maintains to be so loving at the same time, another round of google translated russian, filthy praises, soldat just want to make you feel good, wet & messy everywhere, loud & whiny soldat, and at the end of the day, despite the manipulation, the soldat just want take care of you.
A/N: omfg 1k++ notes from the previous chapter?! i didn't think this would get so much attention that it had, tbh. Like wtf. What did I do to deserve this 😭 Thank you so much for your support! I can't even begin to tell you guys how much joy y'all bring me. So, I decided write more of our soft soldat for all of us cause let's be honest, we need him so bad. It's gonna be 3 part mini series. I hope you enjoy!
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The darkness in his sight seemed permenant, at least until it transitioned into a dim-litted scenery. He recognized softness of the bed, and the blank white color of the ceiling.
He was in his room.
But, when he realized the emptiness of his bed, it was as if a force jolted through his body, yanking his lying figure into a sitting position. The dead silent was broken by the sound of his gasping breaths, followed closely by the beats of his pounding heart.
"Родная (darling)?" His voice shivered in his shaky breath.
When the silent replied his call, cold sweat drenched the roots of his hair. He almost jumped into a defensive position when the door of the walk-in wardrobe seemingly opened on its own.
But to his relief, her voice broke the silence, "Soldat?" Y/N peeped out her head when she heard his voice but the moment she saw the panic in his blue eyes, she quickly made her way towards him.
As soon as she was standing near enough, the soldat pulled her into a crushing hug, rubbing his face into her stomach a relief washed over him. Y/N ran her hands through his hair as she coaxed, "I'm here, I'm here."
He hummed in reply, "You're here." He repeated as a sigh escaped his lips.
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The Casket
summary: When a mission goes wrong, you’re helpless but to watch as Bucky is forced into the object of his nightmares – Hydra’s cryochamber.
pairing: bucky x reader
word count: 12.5k
warnings: canon level violence, nightmares, body warming tropes, pissed off reader won’t stop until she saves her man,
a/n: Here it is. The last fic in my archive. I adore you all so much. Thank you for everything 💕 In case you missed it, here’s the post on the future of this blog.
You woke to darkness. The bedroom was cast only in the dim light of stars and the pale glow of the alarm clock. It had yet to reach the witching hour. Daring a glance over the safety of warm covers, you spotted the ends of curtains dancing at the window as an icy draft escaped through the thin fabric.
It was warm the evening before, but New York weather was unpredictable in the changing seasons. The crickets chirping down by the lake had been a comfort as the sun had set. It was a glimpse of Spring on the horizon. Hours later, your breath was visible in each exhale.
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I just wrote this to amuse myself so no hate please. Sorry if English is not good. I might write another part for it cos I like the idea per
Part two.
Bucky woke up. In a bed he didn’t know, but he could smell perfume, he rubbed his eyes and his temples. His head, throbbing.
‘Buck?’
Steve’s voice. ‘Buck you ok?’
‘What happened? Where am I?’
‘Avengers compound’
‘Have a shower, relax,’
‘What just happened? Who was that? Was that real?'
Steve watched Bucky like a hawk, he looked shattered, dark circles under his eyes, and he winced like he was in pain.
‘We called in a favour. She’s downstairs.’
‘.. I can’t remember..’
‘It’s ok buck, you’re ok now . And she’s ok’
'what do you mean she's ok? What did I...'
—-
Bucky lumbered down the stairs and everyone hesitates for a second. He’s used to that reaction. Steve, Sam and a woman are there.
His eyes are a bit unfocused and his head is killing him.
‘You ok buck? Want a coffee?’
He nods sluggishly and his eyes find her.
‘Oh god, did I ...’ his eyes widen as he focuses on her bruises. She looks like she’s been through a wringer. Some parts of her arm are black. There’s a red mark all around her neck.
He can see the outline of his hand on her arm.
His eyes water, he feels like he's going to throw up so he turns around and clutches his stomach.
Steve goes to hold him around his shoulders and feels his body shuddering.
She looks at him with sympathy though.
‘James,’ she says softly to his back,
‘Don’t worry, these will heal.’ She could have avoided his blows if she’d tried but he needed to acknowledge his own power now, in a way, so she let him.
‘I’m.. im sorry’ he turns slowly to face her and he looks spent, he can’t think of what to say to her. She’s tiny. How did she survive?
She nods acknowledgement and then flashes him a brilliant smile. He doesn't know what to do with that, he doesn't understand why she is smiling at him, not at all.
‘In my time, my darling, I’ve had much, much worse. So please - it’ll be fine in a couple days’ Steve and Sam see the confusion on buckys face.
She walks up to him and runs her fingertips down his prickly cheek. He's frozen to the spot, ‘Aren’t you such a handsome boy, she knows me well’ she says, her nose scrunching mischievously. She tucks his long hair back behind his ear. Sam and Steve look at each other wondering if this was normal behaviour , surprised by her easy intimacy with him and the fact she’s looking at him like he’s the sun to her moon. Buckys jaw drops and he is just staring at her like he’s dreaming or not hearing properly, he looks absolutely bewildered. ‘Who are you?’ His voice is a hoarse whisper. He reaches hesitantly out to touch the worst bruise and wipes his eyes which have filled up without him realising. She doesn’t flinch. ‘I said don’t worry about it sweetheart’ she smiles that smile again. He can hear his heart in his chest.
‘What?’ She says as she notices Steve and Sam looking at her, she can't figure out their expressions but decides she's probably been too forward.
‘Nothing’ Steve says , he shoots a look at sam who smirks.
‘Sweetheart ’ Sam says, ‘how do you want your coffee?’
Steve laughs to break the strange atmosphere.
Bucky cringes, ‘leave me alone you guys, I'm not.. myself’ he rubs his temple and wonders when the last time was he was truly himself.
‘They’re just jealous’ she laughs and playfully turns and hits Sam in his chest.
‘You need rest today’ She nods at him to emphasise her point. He is transfixed by her. He doesn’t know why. It's like his soul had received a shock from her and now he had felt it, he felt as if she was a buoy he needed to hold to help him from drowning. He opened his mouth but he couldn't speak for a moment,
‘I’m sorry I hurt you,’ his voice is shaky still.
Steve looks at Kali. She does indeed look terrible but she seems to not be that worried about it.
‘Forget it, how many times do you want me to say it? ’ she says. Bucky looks even more confused.
‘I’m going to have a rest myself,’ she says looking at them all in turn. ‘Need a bath I think’ she murmurs to herself.
‘You boys make sure he rests and he’ll need me to help his head again. You know where to find me’
She gets close to Bucky again.
‘See you soon’ she winks at him and runs her hand down his chest then walks off. He is standing, like a statue, his jaw still dropped, he hasn't been this pawed in years.
——
‘What the hell is happening’ Bucky lets out after she leaves.
‘I woke up in her bed?’
‘We called her, she is a goddess - I know that sounds crazy- but like thor right? She's Thor's friend even. She is ancient too. She has crazy powers so Thor thought she could help. And she did, she snapped you out of your killing machine mode’ Sam explained.
‘What? But look at her- I almost killed her! She can't be a god'
‘There’s something about her body- her body is like human so she can be hurt but not fatally. Do you feel ok though Bucky? That's the important thing. She said she can help you, since the Wakandan deprogramming didn't work'
‘I feel ok, my head hurts is throbbing though, I need an aspirin or something.’
‘She said it would hurt you, your head.’
‘I think she actually likes you- like- she seems to like you-
Like a goddess is into you Buck - that’s pretty positive news for a 100 year old tin man' Sam nodded, he looks at Steve-
Steve nods in agreement. ‘Surprising but’ he shrugs.
‘I don’t know what’s happening’ Bucky says, he looks like he’s been slapped, the look of bewilderment is still evident on his face.
‘We’ll all help you buck’
‘She’ll help you in more ways than one brother’ Sam laughs.
‘God I hope so,’ Bucky, for the first time in a long time, chuckles softly.
—
He clears his throat. It’s been a few days. He hears the shower stop. Maybe he should come back, but he knocks anyway. If he's honest , he's a little bit frightened of her, but he wants to see her. He hasn’t had any nightmares for a few days, for the first time in a longtime, he believes in gods now, he believes in her.
‘Who is it?’ He hears her clear voice ring out.
‘It’s me Bucky- uh... James.’
‘James!' her voice sounds girlsih, excited, 'Come in, it’s open!’
He smooths his hair back. He feels nervous.
He walks in and his mouth goes dry as he sees her she’s standing there in underwear drying her hair. Oh god, he wanted to see her and now he is, he doesn’t know what to do or where to look as he’s seeing a bit too much of her.
‘Oh lord.’ He says and tries to tear his eyes away but it doesn’t work, his eyes aren't listening to his brain.
‘I can come back’ his voice pitches up an octave.
She laughs at his shyness.
‘It’s alright. I’m sure it’s nothing you haven’t seen before’
His jaw drops, it's doing that a lot lately. His eyes travel down her brown legs, and back up, over her flat belly. He is suddenly sweltering in his t shirt and jacket. Stop staring at her, he says to himself.
‘I.. uh... you said to... uh..’
‘Relax James,' she interrupts, 'sit down, you look a bit unwell still, your poor boy'
She gestured to the sofa and he sits and rubs his eyes.
He can feel his heart beating too loud, too fast. She comes and sits next to him, her face , worried. ‘You’re not feeling well?’
He clears his throat.
‘Can you maybe put some clothes on?’ He says trying to avert his eyes from all that skin.
‘Oh, I didn’t mean to offend you’ She looks crestfallen.
‘No, no... uh ... it’s not that, I just can’t... it’s very distracting’
Her clean smell is in his nostrils and he suddenly has the urge to touch her damp skin, she almost glistens, her skin has a sheen over it that glows. He exhales loudly.
‘Alright then.’ She gets up and he watches her walk off. He collapses back into the sofa and closes his eyes.
‘Get it together Bucky’ he says.
—-
She comes out and smiles. He exhaled. He feels overwhelmed. He’s not sure what to do. She's so .. odd. She comes close and sits at his feet. With her every movement he feels more nervous.
‘You’re alright there, you ok?’ she says , gazing up at him.
‘Y.. yeah, are you alright?' the smile she gives him melts his worries away. ‘Give me your hands’ Her hands rest on his knees. She’s gentle, he can’t look away from her, he stares at the bruises he’s made on her skin.
She moved to put her forearms on his knees. She makes everything seem so intimate, it makes his heart race. He stares at her lips and doesn’t even care. The cool metal chills her skin and his other hand is warm.
‘I'm here to help James, I can look inside you, I can take the programme out, you must know your friends care about you very much, they asked me to come and help you, you’re one of a kind, you know that?' she squeezes his hand, 'There is only one man like you ’ she whispers it like a prayer. He feels his eyes get wet. She sees the tear fall from his eye.
‘Beautiful boy, I’ll take care of you. Close your eyes’ her voice is quiet and soothes him, he’s insanely happy she calls him beautiful, no one has ever called him beautiful, handsome maybe, but never beautiful. He barely knows her but he wants to please her. She treats him like a treasure, he’s not used to it. He’s only ever been treated like an asset, a weapon.
He feels light behind his eyes and flinches as he feels memories flash in his subconscious.
He knows he’s making noise but he can’t open his eyes.
‘You’re ok James, I have you, I won’t let anything happen to you’ he relaxes at her words, he feels her, somehow, her presence in his mind, it feels calm and it feels like... an embrace. It lasts for what seems like forever and suddenly he opens his eyes and realises he’s been crying.
She still sits at his feet. She holds his human hand and her other hand is on his chest. When she meets his eyes she leans between his legs and hugs him. She feels his weight fall against her.
‘Are you alright?’ She says, pulling back.
His eyes are blurry from tears, he can’t answer her.
He’s never felt so vulnerable in his life.
She knows it and simply moves to hold him again.
Her smell calms him and her hands around him. She’s soft and he doesn’t want her to let go.
She knows and keeps hold of him.
‘I.. I don’t want to go’ he says, quiet, like an apology.
She knows he will feel wrecked. There’s so much that’s been done to him. So much horror, trauma. It breaks her heart . He’ll feel better in a few days but drawing the toxic program out hurts and it takes time. Ridding him of decades of programming, brainwashing, it still holds him, in the dark places in his mind. She feels the pain in him and it makes her want to wrap him up and hold him close, hold him until he felt safe and warm and loved. It brought tears to her eyes. He felt her arms squeeze him.
‘Come’ she stands up and has his hand,
‘Come lie down with me, will you? I’m tired’
She makes it sounds like she’s the one that wants it, and he appreciates her saving his pride a little. He nods, he sees tears in her eyes.
'are you ok?' he whispers. Somehow anything louder feels too harsh for her.
She nods, tugs his hand gently.
He follows her like a lamb, even though he towers over her. It would be awkward but she acts like it’s the most normal thing in the world. He feels fuzzy, he had the headache of his life.
‘Take this off’ she gestures at him as a whole and it makes him smile shyly, but he doesnt feel weird, she makes it easy. She slips out of her track pants but leaves her t shirt on. He does the same and she leads him to her bed. She lies down and as he lies down he feels like he’s in a dream. She turns on her side and snuggles into him, her arm across her chest, her fingers holding his t shirt.
‘I like you James’ she smiles to herself as she enjoys his warmth. ‘Hold me’ he hasn’t had this for so long. He breathes that smell in and it makes his eyes heavy. He reached over and holds her hand to his chest.
Bucky falls asleep and for the first time in years, has no nightmares, ever since she had laid hands on him, he’d had none.
——
he wakes up in the night, but not because he is having a bad dream. It’s like his subconscious wakes him up to enjoy the quiet.
He can feel her small soft body pressed into his, her leg has made its way between his, she also had taken off her t shirt and was in her bra. He smiled to himself.
God, it feels nice though. She’s glued to him like a limpet and he feels needed. It feels so different from anything he’s had for so long. She's warm and she's holding onto him, her fingers pressed into his skin, like a lover.
It makes him emotional. He’s never been in a bed with a woman he hasn’t slept with and it’s been literally decades. He doesn’t know what this is but it’s exactly what he wants, he trusts in this thing beyond himself . He feels like he’s in exactly the right place. In that moment, for him, them together was the only thing in the world.
‘James?’ He hears her wake, it’s dark, that time of night where you say things you wouldn’t say in the light of day.
‘Hmm’ is all he gets out.
‘You’re ok?’ She whispers, he feels her warm breath on his back.
‘I’m good, surprisingly.’
She pressed her cheek to the expanse of muscled flesh in front of her. He smells nice, he’s so very warm, she is like a happy cat, curled around him.
She curls her toes as she likes this man, she has felt his pain, and his heart. He deserves better from his life. There is something vulnerable in him, it makes her want to hold him, give him anything he wants, just to see him smile, to see him close his eyes, he moves her.
Bucky looks down at the arm across his chest, it’s still bruised. He strokes her skin softly with his thumb.
‘I’ve done terrible things, and so recently, look what I’ve done to you, I don't know if I'm worth all this'
She closes her eyes and slides her smooth legs over his as if she needed to feel more of his skin than she already was.
‘It was not you, you need to find yourself again. It’s helping isn’t it? I mean, I'm helping you?'
‘Y..yeah, it hurts my head but I feel better every time. No.. no nightmares, for the first time in... so long...I can’t remember not having nightmares. So.. thank you. For that. And this..’ he stroked her arm and she pressed her fingers into his chest.
‘James..’
‘You know You’re the only person has called me James in so many years, it’s odd to hear it after so long’
he touches her arm, it’s so nice to feel skin, something that makes him feel human.
‘Who did he have, when he was James?’
He was silent for a moment, thinking back. ‘My mother, my little sister..’ he stopped, tears in his eyes, ‘little Steve,’ he chuckled. ‘No one special, a few girlfriends I guess…I miss those days, I was so… carefree when I look back., I used to be fun, and had fun.’
‘Don’t be hard on yourself, you’re going to be alright, maybe get some girlfriends again, I'll be so jealous if you get a girlfriend, that handsome face is still so handsome' she giggles softly.
He is silent. He feels uncomfortable being complimented so much. She snuggles into his back, settles,
‘What you have had to deal with- it’s a lot,’ he feels her breath on his neck. ‘I know it. I’ve seen what’s happened to you. I see you’re still functioning, you're still a good man. And to be honest James, you’re like no one I've met before.’
‘Hey,’ he says. Trying to change the subject, his heart can't take it.
‘Yes?’
‘What is this? You and me? This - being together like this?’
‘I’m helping you heal,’
‘I know, but, you don’t think it’s weird being in bed like this? we barely know each other. Its weird, you have got to know that. Like do you have a boyfriend who is going to go crazy at me?’
She laughed.
‘A boyfriend!’ He felt her laughter through his back.
‘If I did it would probably be bad to be in a bed with you, white wolf’
‘Who told you that name? ’ Bucky said, surprised. ‘Ayo, she was the one who rang for my help. But no, I don’t have a 'boyfriend' .'
‘Good, I wouldn’t want anyone to walk in’ Bucky said too fast.
‘You could take him though if I did though I think’
That made Bucky laugh softly.
‘And you? Who are you in love with James? Is there a woman in your life? A man? Someone who has your heart?'
He stopped.
‘Er... no one. Ive never had that.. someone, I went to war and I never.. never had any time, ironically, only brief moments as I said. As I’ve been around so long now...but this- I just don’t know what this is, I don’t know .. Ive never had anything like this, I don’t know how to trust people anymore, just Steve, and Sam, most of the people here are afraid of what I am…this is weird for me.’ She heard how serious he was by his tone. It made her heart ache.
She squeezed him. ‘I hope you can trust me, I don’t want anything from you’
‘I wish you did.......’ he said it out loud, he realised and inhaled sharply, it made her pause for thought, she so badly wanted to kiss his warm skin. ‘You are like no one I’ve ever met, are we friends or am I just a charity case to you ? are you just here now to help me sleep or heal or what?’
‘What do you want?’ She whispers. He rolls over to see her eyes, they give nothing away, they are dark as night.
‘I don’t know, you're a goddess, it's a bit ... intimidating'
‘dont be silly, this body is mortal, I just have a few special skills, like you do. I want you to enjoy my company, as I enjoy yours, or if you want, there’s no pressure here , or if you are not comfortable like this, don’t stay, I don’t want you to do anything you don’t want. I wanted you to feel... care, comfort, warmth, security, I want to give you that. That’s all. So if you’d be more comfortable in your own bed, of course go. But you’re in control here..you do what you want’
He swallowed and peeled her arm off his chest.
He turned around and faced her. ‘What do you want, seriously’ The sweetness of it was too much, the purity of her touch, to think that taking on a raging mess like him was worth it. She looked at him with .. what was it? Affection?
‘I want you to get your life back. I want you to be happy, I want to be see this face smile a little for a change'
God she was such a little thing, beautiful. She gave him a lazy smile. He reached out and she flinched when his metal fingers touched slid down her cheek. ‘Cold’ she said.
‘I want to...’ he voice was raspy, he swallowed. Her heart jumped in her mouth despite herself, she felt her insides go molten as his eyes dropped to her lips. What was he doing to her, she thought. This man.
He stopped. ‘I’m enjoying just being here with you, I do feel.. a sense of calm I haven’t had for a long time. I like this. Being here with you. I’ve felt... weird, like everything moved on except for me, but now I think I’m moving..’
She nodded, recovering from his blue eyed gaze.
‘I hope you are. Me too, 'She smiled. ‘You’re so lovely and warm for a winter soldier, it’s too comfortable’
He smirked at her and she crinkled her nose. He stared into her eyes and then became conscious of how long he was gazing at her. He coughed.
‘Does it hurt?’ He touched her arm with the worst bruises.
She nodded and looked to where he was looking . ‘Yes, but it’s nothing. You have endured far worse my darling’
He liked it when she called him affectionate names, it was something he hadn't heard for so, so long. She didn’t seem to make any differentiation from casual to intimate behaviour, she was so relaxed about it, he relaxed too. He just wanted to enjoy this, it was so intimate, but not sexual, but it seemed so normal, with no pressure or awkwardness.
She leaned forward to kiss his forehead, ‘now hold me’ she said. She shivered under that cold arm so he put it over the blanket and tried to be gentle as he brought her closer, tucking her head under his chin.
‘With you I can sleep’ he murmured. He didn’t even think about sex, well, not much, he just lapped up the touch, the skin contact, he hadn’t been touched with any care for so long. He closed his eyes. He was happy. And so was she.
I just wrote this to amuse myself so no hate please. Sorry if English is not good. I might write another part for it cos I like the idea personally.
Pairing : Bucky X ofc
Warnings : bad writing haha
Summary:
Bucky has gone winter soldier and a goddess who can help is called.
'He needs help'
Part one: who ya gonna call
'Call Kali, she can stop him, and help him’ Thor said.
‘Kali? You think?’
‘She’s a goddess, she can stop Bucky no problem. She has ... powers, she can help him heal his mind. Otherwise your Winter Soldier problem will be ongoing. Also, I think those two will get on well’ Thor smirked to herself.
Ayo nodded listening intently.
‘Ayo- you ring her- you know her, she’ll listen...’
‘Alright, I’ll call her, I’ll call her..’
———
‘Li’
‘Huh?’ She mumbled, half asleep.
‘Kali, I need your help’
‘Ayo, is that you ? It’s the middle of the..’
‘Someone has triggered him, he’s gone into winter soldier mode’
‘Who?’ What?’
‘We don’t have time for this- Bucky- the dark haired guy, Steve’s friend from a hundred years ago’
‘A hundred years ago? Is he a threat at that age ?'
‘li' Ayo groaned, exasperated, 'Steve’s friend...he's not actually 100, he's like Steve,'
Li sruched her eyes together trying to place him, but couldn't.
‘You’ve met him before I think..’
‘Where?’
‘look, ’ll send through details, you need to help him, and he’s just your type’
Kali could hear Ayo’s smile. She rolled her eyes to herself.
‘My type? What’s that supposed to mean? I don't like old men'
Ayo sighed.
‘hes got dark hair and he's quite dangerous, but actually a marshmallow under it all.’
Li sighed as well. ‘ I do love a dark haired marshmallow i admit' this intrigued her now.
So- you know him?
‘He was in Wakanda for a couple years, we deprogrammed him, but it seems to have failed. We called him the white wolf’
‘what? Ayo....’
‘At any rate Kali, you have ways that no one else has’
‘The white wolf, that sounds ridiculous’
‘Hmmmm’
‘Ugh, ok, he better be worth it if I’ve got to travel to you’
Ayo laughed.
‘He’s a good man under it all, he’s been through A LOT, he needs some.. some serious help’ she emphasised. ‘We need you, he needs some ..’
‘Ok, ok, I hear you, I'm coming..'
—/
They let her through and she glanced at Sam.
‘are you Kali?'
She nodded and smiled, Sam shook his head at her.
' are you gonna be ... He might..' sam stoped mid sentence, he had a bad feeling about the full force of the winter soldier and this tiny girl.
She looked at him,puzzled, and Sam took in her slender arms , her wide eyes. 'she's mincemeat, he's gonna kill her' he thought.
She walked in and found him, about to break through the unbreakable glass. She cooks t see his face, the force of his punches flung his dark hair over his visage.
As he finally burst through he stopped as he saw her. His wild eyes narrowed , he was panting from the effort of breaking the glass.
‘who are you?’ he said icily.
She searched for his eyes under the shock of black hair,
‘You must be James. I’m here to help you’ her voice was steady, calm.
‘Who’s James?’ He snarled at her and lashed out and he grabbed her throat. She started to choke. Ok, not a good start, she thought, but she closed her eyes to feel him through the touch. He threw her across the room, she didn't fight back. She felt rage, confusion, and a haze, pain, fear….it was suddenly silent, still and the air felt thick.
She coughed, cleared her throat and got up slowly. He moved toward her, like a cat, making no noise and slowly enclosed her arm and pushed her away, to the ground, he almost tore her arm off.
She exhaled. That would bruise.
‘James’ she said calmly, she swallowed.
‘Who are you?’ His voice was cold, devoid of any inflection.
‘Your friends have sent me,’ He suddenly laughed bitterly.
‘Come’ she said, he stopped , she rubbed her arms that had been knocked, but she looked at him with a calmness that disconcerted him. She searched his eyes and gave him a gentle smile which stopped the soldier in his tracks.
She reached out and he watched her, motionless as she raised her hand to brush her fingers against his jaw, his head started aching.
‘Come to me’ she said.
‘Stop’ she reached out her hand.
‘Wha.... What?...’ he growled.
He just stared at her. He felt warmth and was unprepared to see her hand was already in his, his Eyes growing wide, confused. She didn’t let go.
He grabbed her arm and his grip from his other hand got harder and harder, she could feel the pain in her mortal body. She leaned close to him, he was taken aback. She touched his cheek and all he saw was light.
-//
He woke up, panicking, panting. ‘Ssshhhh’ a woman’s voice, a warm perfume, was he dreaming? No- His head hurt, ached, he dimly realised he was shaking. ‘It’s ok James, you’re ok’ she held his arms down lightly, he was going to wrench away, but something made him exhale, he was suddenly aware of his body, he lay on his side, nestled into warm skin, soft, he felt arms around his shoulder, on his arm, Skin, soft, he gasped, he felt his heart pound, what was this?, The soft contact, it overwhelmed his senses, the fear in his head not making sense of the comfort of skin, ‘Rest now, it’s ok, I have you’
Her voice was gentle, he swore he felt lips on his head. ‘You’ll be ok, it’s just you and me here,'
He gripped the forearm over his, if it hurt her, she didn’t show it. His heart was still racing.
He tried to slow his breath.
‘Who are you? What’s happened? Where am I?’ His voice still came out urgent, hoarse,
‘A friend, I won’t let anything happen to you, sleep now sweet boy,’ he reached out in the darkness, again, he didn't know what he was searching for, he only found the soft edge of a body, ‘I need to go, they will find me and...’ he whispered, he felt out of it, dizzy, like he wanted to splash cold wa to er in his face to feel clear, 'James, no one is coming, just focus, it’s just you and me, I’m a friend, listen to my voice, it’s ok’ his brow furrowed, he was confused but his fear was subsiding.. As if she read his mood she ran her fingers down his arm, she placed his hand on her side. ‘Feel me, it’s alright I promise you, I promise,’ he felt her warm breath on his scalp, suddenly he was so tired , he could t keep his eyes open, ‘who...’ his eyes closed and a heaviness overtook his whole being.
‘Sleep now’ she cooed to him and he did.
—-
He slept, she heard him breathe shakily, still agitated, he unconsiously wrapped his arm around her and brought her closer to him and pressed his nose into her skin. It was like he was under a spell.
His shaking stopped as his breaths became longer.
She looked down at him. He was all hardness and scars. She could feel all the bruises all over her throat, but it wasn’t his fault, not really.
They were right to have called her. The desperate look in his friends eyes when they knew they couldn’t help him.
She squeezed his shoulder and couldn’t help but plant another kiss on top of his dirty hair.
——-
She walked downstairs in the morning.
‘Oh shit’ Sam said, looking at her bruises.
She shrugged. ‘I forgot how fragile your bodies are..it hurts!’ She made a face.
‘Are you alright? Jesus’
‘I’ll be fine. More importantly, James is ok, I will need to work with him a bit but he is back to himself for now. He is resting.’
‘Thank you Kali’ Steve nodded to her.
‘He’s been through a lot yes? I feel like they got to every part of his mind. I'm surprised he is still able to function.'
Steve shock his head in dismay and rubbed his eyes.
She went to touch his arm,
‘He’ll be ok, his head will be killing him though, and he probably won’t remember anything poor darling’ she smiled and Steve smiled, trying to act normal even though she was covered in bruises.
'thank you, anything you can do..'
'it's okay, I'll do what I can.'
Just some comfort for poor Bucky after a mission.
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No warnings I don’t think. Sorry English is not my first language so apologies if it makes no sense. I also hate writing y/n so I write a she/ her or my original female character Kali. Hope you like.
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He got into the apartment and she stood up, he saw her worried expression, ‘I’m ok’ he said and walked in a few paces, dropped his gear. She saw he winced ever so slightly.
She ran to fill his arms and he turned his head gently to nuzzle her hair. She smelled like home to him.
She wrapped her arms around him and he flinched slightly.
‘You’re hurt’ she tipped her head up to meet his eyes and he leant down to press his lips to hers.
‘It’s fine, I’ve had worse’ she knew that, but it hurt her to see how reckless he was with himself. Looking up at him she thanked the gods he was here, safe, home.
She reached up to stroke his cheek and he caught her hand, held her fingers to his lips and kissed them. ‘I missed you’ his voice soft.
His eyes were tired.
‘I’m gonna have a shower’ he said and smoothed her hair back from her face. He leant down and kissed her once, twice, three times.
‘It’s so good to see you, dove’
He was quiet, quieter than usual.
He let her hand go and went to the bathroom.
She heard the water and after a minute or two went in after him, making a bit of noise so he’d know she was coming,
‘What are you doing?’ He chided gently, but he wasn’t angry. In fact her presence calmed him. It always did.
She stripped naked and opened the shower and walked in. He had stitches in his side. Bruises, cuts.
‘Oh James ’ she cooed. ‘Sit’ she stroked his hair back and he sat down on the shower bench seat and closed his eyes. She shampooed and rinsed his hair. He relaxed into the feeling of her fingers massaging his scalp. So soothing. He opened his eyes to see her profile as she turned into him, her eyes on his body, She washed his skin and he just sat back and relaxed, he reached out to touch her soft hips, run his hands down her, she smiled at his touch and kissed his cheek.
He felt safe, loved with her, she trusted him. She wrapped her arms around him and sat with him in her arms. She didn’t see the tears run out of his eyes, but she felt his arms around her, and his lips in the crook of her neck. She smoothed his rough edges out, washed away the fight, they sat for a few minutes wrapped up, under the water. She kissed his face, he’d never known such tenderness.
She turned the water off and when she met his eyes they were red.
‘You ok?’
He just nodded silently, Her heart ached. She wished she could take his pain. All she could do was touch him, kiss him. Show him he was loved.
He watched her every move as she went and got a towel and wrapped it around him, the water beading on her skin. He sighed trying to rid himself of his melancholy and he followed her out of the shower.
They dried themselves off.
She threw a slip over her body and he tugged on some sweetpants.
‘There’s some of those brews from Thor in here..’
She smiled at him as she went to the fridge and poured herself a wine.
He nodded. He looked happy but always a little sad around the eyes. He often had that mix of looks on his face. She knew she needed to be extra gentle with him when he was like this. He made it easy through, he was just quiet.
He flopped on the couch and she placed his drink in front of him.
‘Sorry if I’m a bit…’
‘Never’ she interrupted.
‘Thanks for taking care of me’
she leaned over and kissed him softly. And then kissed his forehead.
‘I love you’ she said as she smoothed his long hair back.
‘I love you too.’ He said and caught her hand and kissed her fingertips. She loved that, he kissed her wrist.
‘Let’s get drunk and watch some crappy tv eh?’ she smiled and she got a little smile out of him. He lay down in her lap.
His face after a few drinks was a little flushed and his hair ruffled. It made her want to cling fast to him, to hold him, for there was a warm, drowsy sadness in his beauty that made her want to kiss him, clutch him, to have him close to her, under her wing.
‘Bucky’ she whispered.
He stiffened as she hardly ever called him that.
‘Are you feeling better?’
He sighed and burrowed into her thighs.
‘I went to a place I remembered as him, i got distracted and let my guard down. I hate remembering things he’s done. I … I just hate it’
He closed his eyes as he felt her fingers in his hair. Massaging his scalp
‘I’m sorry, my love.’
He sighed into her touch.
‘What do you need me to do?’
She said simply. ‘Just be you.’ He said.
‘I just want to feel you’ he said huskily. ‘ I want to feel’
Her body flushed.
He turned his head gently to hers and his eyes were half closed, his lips parted. God, he was so beautiful.
‘I’m here, you’re home now, come..’
Berta Vazquez e Mario Casas para ELLE.
bertavazquezbrasil.sosugary.org
❀ Lady Chatterley’s Lover (2022) ❀ starring Emma Corrin and Jack O'Connell
The goddess and the soldier
Warnings - smut I guess?
English is not my first language so sorry about mistakes.
I dunno- just had this in my brain so here you go. My first bit of writing, don’t really know what I’m doing.
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She saw the glint in his eyes as she walked into the kitchen, it was dark and only a solitary light in the hall illuminated his eyes.
He had been watching her since she arrived. He knew she was out of his league so to speak but there was something about the way she moved, the way she glanced at him that made his blood warm.
‘James’ she said and she saw his eyes widen in surprise.
‘What are you doing here in the dark, alone?’
‘I don’t sleep very well’ his voice was a bit husky from underuse. He was surprised she used his actual name.
She watched him for the other side of the counter. He was like a predator, waiting in the shadows.
She had noticed him all week since she got there.
Noticed how everyone avoided him, as if he were a danger, but she saw he seemed a little inward, sad.
He was a beautiful man, there was no doubt. The curve and colour of his lips made her wonder how they would feel. He often bit and licked his lips she’d noticed and she wondered if he knew it was so appealing. His long hair was often in his face, she guessed it had been a long time since someone had told him he didn’t need to hide behind it.
In short, she found herself wanting to know him.
‘I’ve heard about you, from others. You haven’t had it as easy as your friend..’
‘I guess not’
‘Can I sit with you a while’ her voice was soft and a little breathy, like she didn’t want to spook him.
‘Ok’ he watched her like a hawk.
‘It’s not good you’re here alone,’ she said gently, chiding him.
‘I’m not alone anymore’ his eyes darkened, she felt his eyes studying her face, incessant.
He felt an odd desire in the pit of his belly. A feeling he had not had for years. He didn’t know what it meant anymore. God she was beautiful. And she was right here.
So close. He cleared his throat.
‘Why are you up?, it’s late’
‘I couldn’t sleep either’
He leaned forward a bit just to drown himself in her dark eyes.
‘Kali right?’ He knew full well it was.
She nodded and she laughed softly.
‘What’s funny’
‘That we’re sitting in the dark’
He smiled and she was floored. That smile. She reached out and found his hand, it was rough, calloused , his eyes widened as he felt her warmth. His lips parted just slightly.
She saw his eyes half close, ‘do it’ she whispered.
He felt his heart stop. She knew he wanted to kiss her, he wanted to taste her. What was wrong with him. His senses were overwhelmed.
He leaned over and went to kiss her but they both stopped, just breathing each others breaths, millimetres apart. It was so intense, her eyes looked up to his and his were so dark, almost black, she let go his hand and he felt her fingers on his cheek and then he kissed her.
Her lips were so soft and as he gently tasted her with his tongue her hands moved to his neck, his soft, heavy hair.
He kissed her over and over, so soft, loving, it made her breath catch. She hasn’t been kissed like that in so long. She exhaled breathily and that was it for him. The fire in his belly had shot up his spine and now nothing would put it out.
He took her hand.
She lunged forward as they sat to kiss his lips, the corner of his mouth, as if she had to, she felt her body flush in response to his lips, his tongue. She wanted to be closer to him, this stranger, closer, closer. She wanted to press her lips to his throat, taste his skin. She wanted to touch him.
Her fingers over the back of his neck made him shiver and as he stood he took her with him.
He led her out, holding her hand and she followed him in the dark. She stopped and tugged his hand, he spun his head to look at her, his hair whipping his cheeks and he realised she wanted his mouth, he bent down and her hands went to round his shoulders as she bit his lip, tasted him again.
She felt that strong cold metal hand hold her around her lower back and she shivered.
‘I’m sorry’ he said quickly.
Her hands dropped from his shoulders and he felt them on his chest.
Don’t..’ she whispered. They just stared at each other for a moment, temporarily regaining their senses as they realised what they were doing.
‘What…’ he started.
‘You’re so beautiful’ she breathed in his ear as he kissed her neck. He stopped, and pulled back from her. She thought she saw the moisture in his eyes.
‘You are’ His hand went to her face, he touched her lips with his thumb and she opened her mouth and he dipped it inside her mouth.
He felt her tongue on it, soft, languid.
‘Fuck’ he exhaled and took her hand again and she was practically running to keep up with him.
He slammed the door behind him and she let out a cry of surprise as he picked her up and sat her down on the table. He stood in between her legs and she actually moaned. She didn’t know where the noise came from but realised it was her. His eyes blazed and as she wrapped her hands around his slim hips, she was lost to him, his mouth, his scent overwhelming her senses. She felt his hands under her dress, rough fingertips running up her thighs. ‘Lift up’ he commanded. Commanding her, a goddess, was insane but he didn’t care, he wanted her, he wanted to do things to her.
She did and her breath left her lungs as he pulled her knickers down in one movement.
She was panting just from the desire. Her skin covered in a flush of sweat.
He looked her straight in the eye and saw her mouth drop open as he licked his fingers.
He pulled her forward with that cold arm and reached between her legs where he found she was already wet, it made his cock strain against his pants. Wet, so wet, warm.
He touched her and he relished seeing her head drop back.
‘Oh f…fuck’ she stammered as he touched her, she had to lean back on her hands, he reached down and brought
His Lips to hers but did that thing where he didn’t kiss her but his lips were so close, she licked his lips and he just pressed his head against hers, touching her.
He pulled back and she suddenly felt his absence keenly in the pit of her belly. He sunk to his knees.
‘I want to taste you’ his voice dangerously low and thick with desire. She couldn’t speak as he pulled her thighs over his shoulders, she felt his lips on her inner thighs and her scent overwhelmed him, she jolted as she felt him kiss her sex, and his tongue dip into her.
She moaned as if she were in pain but it was exquisite torture.
His hot breath between her legs, his tongue hitting her exactly where she wanted, oh god, this man. Her eyes filled with tears. He felt her fingers clutch his hair, grabbing fistfuls of it and she wriggled, he pulled her ass forward and she felt his tongue delve inside her.
‘I want you inside me’ she stuttered out as she clutched his hair, not caring if it hurt him.
He hummed a wordless response against her sex that made her see stars.
She felt like she was going to scream.
She closed her eyes as she squeezed his shoulders with her thighs.
He felt the pressure of her thighs and thought this is how he wanted to die. He smiled to himself as he drank her into his mouth.
He ran his fingers down her thighs and pulled back, she felt a rush of her own wetness as she saw the glint of her slick on his face. He kissed her and she tasted herself.
He wiped his mouth with his bicep and she swooned.
‘Take it off’ he said, she liked it when he ordered her. She liked that in a man. No one did that to her. She would take anything from him, she knew it then. He saw her cheeks were rosy and her eyes were moist. He wanted to see her come undone in his arms, he wanted her with a fire he couldn’t explain.
She pulled her dress up and off and undid her bra, she sat there naked, he ran his fingers down her body, over her nipples, he palmed her breast with his warm hand and she heard his breathing quicken. His eyes dragging across her skin.
‘You’re so….’ he whispered and leaned forward , his hands on her thighs, he kissed her so softly, so tenderly it made her feel emotional. How is he doing this to her. His kisses were like he was pulling her soul out of her body. Intense, like he loved her.
He stood in front of her and she pulled on his clothes.
He understood, ‘I won’t hurt you’ he said and she turned her head, wondering why he’d said it.
He took his hoodie off and her hands went to his pants. Undoing his belt, unzipping his pants, she couldn’t wait and slipped her hand down his pants where she found he was wet with pre cum, and hard, his dick bobbed in her hand, straining. She took her hand out and he watched her as she licked her fingers wickedly.
Spurred on he ripped his clothes off and he saw her eyes drawn to the angry looking scars where his metal arm joined his body. ‘What happened?’ She said more to herself than to him.
For the first time she saw apprehension in his eyes, as if he were ashamed of it. Of himself.
His naked chest was muscled, smooth and he was tense and she ran her nails down it softly.
‘Hurry up’ she pleaded, ‘hurry’ she pulled him down again to taste him, to kiss away any fears.
‘I want you.’ She needed him to know.
He felt her heat and he could see and feel her desire. It had been a long time but his body responded without hesitation.
He kicked off his boots and she tugged his pants down which freed his straining cock. He had to step back to get rid of his pants and cursed the air between them.
She jumped off the table and pressed herself into him, knocking him back onto the floor, before he knew it she had sunk him deep inside her, straddling him, he had to put his hands back on the floor as she rode him and they were upright, pressed together. Her little breaths and moans were too much for him. He just sat there with her rocking on him. Her breasts flat on his chest. Her arms embracing him close.
What a dream is this he thought as he pulled her ass closer into him, he felt his cock hit the back of her and she squealed.
The fire in his spine was getting stronger,
He spun her round and knocked her onto her back, he stretched her legs up, holding each and thrust into her, ‘oh fuck, fuck me’ she kept repeating.
And he did, he forgot about her for a minute and just focused on how good he felt thrusting into her, the tension building. How good she felt around him.
They hadn’t even made it to a bed. He felt like he was gonna come already, he pulled out of her and she whined greedily. She ran her fingers down his body she kissed him, trying to coax him back to her.
He was so strong, he flipped her onto her front and lifted her body up and entered her again from behind. He heard her breath shake and stutter and he started to touch her. Now she couldn’t move except to lay back onto his chest, hold onto his arms for dear life and twist her head to kiss his panting open mouth. She reached up to feel his hair brush her forearms.
‘I want you to come around me’ he said into her ear.
‘Touch me,’ she whined and he touched her spot and felt her tense around his cock.
‘You feel like heaven’ she breathed. He stopped again, killing her, he knew it, he wanted to drive her as mad as she was driving him. He lay her on her side and faced her.he pulled her leg over hers in one movement and she loved how assertive he was. He had forgotten himself, he just wanted to fuck her every way, feel every part of her next to his body. Soft, warm, wet. Her fingers digging into him. Her tongue exploring his mouth. Her scent in his nostrils.
He entered her again and he held her as he pumped into her.
‘Fuck’ he breathed out.
‘Touch yourself’ he said, she moved closer to him and he felt her hand between them. ‘Uugghhh’ she let out.
‘I’m gonna come’ she said and she moved her hand to the small of his back, wet with sweat. She moaned as if she were hurt and licked his lips, bit them. Licked the salty sweat off his throat.
‘Oh…’ he felt her grip tighten on his hips and he felt her come, she shook and her thigh pulled him deep inside her, her own orgasm milked his cock and he came inside her, he felt like he kept coming. His spine exploding as he reached his climax.
Sweaty, messy, they both glued together. She didn’t want him to pull out of her.
‘Stay inside me..’ she breathed and he did, god he felt so good. She felt complete and they kissed, he kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her lips.
She fell in love with him at that moment, as he tenderly kissed her forehead after he’d fucked her senseless.
Her eyes were lazy and she licked her lips.
‘James,’
‘Mm’ he murmured ‘no one has called me James for so long’ he kissed her, squeezing her sweaty body into his, his cock still inside her.
‘I want to go out with you’ she smiled and he actually laughed softly.
‘With me? No one wants to be seen with me’
‘I do’ she wrapped her smooth legs around him and without even thinking his hand went to her sex again, just to feel where his cock was in her. It made her flush.
‘I want… you to be mine’ she breathed.
‘I think I already am’
She rested her head against his, they touched lips. Not kissing but just close, almost too intimate for two people who had never met before this evening.
‘Stay with me tonight’ he whispered. Her fingers smelled like sex as she stroked his cheek.
She nodded and tucked herself under his chin. He pulled out of her and he saw her frown, he smiled gently.
‘You miss me?’ He teased her.
She nodded, she did, already she missed him inside her.
He picked her up and she wrapped her arms around his neck, ‘let’s get cleaned up’ he carried her into the shower and washed her body as the water rained down on them and then he took her to bed.
——-
They woke up in the morning. The first morning in along time he’d slept through, no nightmares, just sleep. She clung to him like a limpet. He kissed the top of her hair, and she roused, she felt his cock enter her and he made love to her, slow and sleepy and their fingers intertwined as they both came.
—-
Natasha walked out from the kitchen and stopped in her tracks as she saw them like teenagers, kissing in the hallway. He was so tall he engulfed her but she had hooked her leg over his calf. Hot and heavy for a hallway kiss Natasha thought.
‘No way’ she said smiling, and they both turned their heads to her.
‘I did not see this happening’ she said twirling her finger in a circle at them.
‘Good morning’ li gave her a shit eating grin.
‘Wow’ Natasha was nodding and Bucky just stood up to his full height, smoothing his hair back off his face just for it to fall forward again. Li straightened herself up and went to touch his waist gently.
‘There is fresh coffee on, lovers’ she smiled at them and for the first time saw a peace on Buckys face. Was it actual happiness?
—-
Steve’s mouth dropped a little bit as Bucky walked in to the kitchen, a little straighter than usual. Steve’s eyes went to the little one following him. The goddess, Thor’s friend. Kali.
He turned to her and she nodded in acceptance of a coffee. She smiled and Steve’s eyebrows raised as he actually saw a gentle smile cross Bucky’s usually impassive features.
‘Bucky?
‘Oh.. hey Steve. You uh.. you know Li, Thor’s .. uh.. friend’
‘Hi’ she said and she shyly hid behind Bucky, pressing into his side.
‘Oh..ok, we met earlier this week Buck,’ Steve said without thinking. ‘I didn’t think you two had met.’
‘We met last night’ bucky said and cleared his throat.
‘I bet you did a lot more than meet last night’ they turned to see Tony smirk his way into the conversation.
‘The old man still has some game eh?’
He looked down, not accustomed to the fuss. One arm on the counter, his coffee in his metal arm.
‘I didn’t think you had it in you Grandpa.’
‘Leave him alone Tony’ Steve chided.
‘Nice to hear that the elderly can still…’
‘Sshhh’ Steve said.
She looked up at him and he met her eyes. He didn’t care about his teasing as he saw the gentle look in her eyes.
Tony and Steve looked at each other.
‘I think it’s love’ Tony hit Steve’s elbow.
Steve was speechless. Steve hadn’t seen Bucky look so happy.. well.. ever.
