Bloodline (BuckyNat WinterWidow) Chapter 32: Marriage
James finally finds the courage to propose to Natasha. also: Bucky develops a fascination with her lacy garter belt. Oh, and a few darker memories at the beginning of the chapter.
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Too bad Steve wasn’t here to witness this. He would have been his best man, helping him calm his nerves. It wasn’t as if Barnes would run away at the last option and had to be stopped by his old buddy. But it felt like a betrayal of some kind to not have him around.
“Look.” Natasha whispered and gave a subtle motion to their son next to them.
James glanced behind his lover and saw Alexei with the cushion and the rings on it. But what caught his attention was the mobile phone he secretly held beneath it. And on it the proud and tearful face of Steve in the live video chat.
Once Rogers realized that his friend had noticed him he gave a thumbs up in encouragement.
Barnes stiffled a sob and fought against the tears burning in his eyes. Now, in a certain 21st century way his old war buddy would be the best man, giving him the rings.
The pastor cleared his throat as if he was waiting for something. Alexei was now standing in front of them, holding up the cushion.
James broke out of his daze as he heard Natasha whisper ‘vows’. Swallowing to get his throat working again he mustered himself. “Natalia, you have been my guiding star in a world of darkness. You have helped me find myself again and stayed with me despite everything fate threw at us. You gave me hope and a life, a family that gives me a reason to continue believing that I’m not unredeemable. That I have a purpose that serves the right side.” He took the ring from the cushion and slipped into onto her finger while his eyes fixed on hers. “And that with both of us together nothing is impossible. And… for all the love and trust you gave me, I’ll forever be in your debt.”
Natasha gave a desperate sob and tried to find her ground again. The weight of the ring helped her as she took a deep breath before speaking her vows. “You were the arm pulling me out of the darkness and cold I was born into. You shielded me, guided me, taught me to be strong enough to survive in my nightmare. When they wanted us to forget each other they were never able to erase that gentle touch of yours.” She took his left arm for emphasis which made him gasp. Only then she reached for his human hand as well to slip the ring on it. “You gave me the greatest gift I had given up on decades ago. And you are willing to fulfill my dreams with me, to walk next to me into the danger, be it a casual life or the dangers that attempt to conquer our world. I will love and cherish you like I did from the first moment my eyes grazed yours. I promise to be your friend, your companion, your missing piece of the puzzle in good and bad times until death do us apart.”
“We could knock out the priest.” She arched an eyebrow.
Natasha leaned in closer so her hoarse whisper had the most potent effect on him. “Altar.”
He felt himself ready to burst. “God, woman, you’ll be the death of me.”
“Oh, you are the most delicious treat I have ever seen, … Mrs Barnes?” he said daringly.
James stared at the exquisit lacy garter belt with his mouth open. Okay, maybe he was just developping a kink for this. His fingers carefully felt for the material and gently guided one of her thighs over his shoulder so he had better access. “You have worn this thing all day?”
“Yes.” She disclosed. “And I’ve been thinking about your reaction to it all day.”
A shudder went through him at that. He could now almost taste her heat and it drove him insane. But he couldn’t just rip this flimsy thing off and devour her. No, he would use this playing field she had provided for him. He leaned his cheek against the cloth shielding a part of her thigh. It was softer than he had expected, even with the lace and embroidery all over it. And it was thin, almost see-through, even more so where she was already wet for him. A finger teased along the seam close to her womanhood. James rubbed his cheek against her skin, his lips passing over her center yet not approaching it directly for now.
Natasha melted into his gentle touches. “I knew you’d like it. Now, Soldier…” She teased as her fingers went to the straps to untie them.
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