Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Prompt: “Feel my shirt. Know what it’s made of? Boyfriend material.”
Warnings: flirting, Bucky being a giant tease, fluff.
A/N: This is for @the-ss-horniest-book-club and sorry for the unexpected hiatus, just think of me as a car that keeps spluttering, I’m just getting into this again! Bear with me, please and I love you all!
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“Hey there you beautiful person.” A voice purred opposite to where you were sat on the kitchen counter, trying to peacefullly drink your coffee. You resisted the urge to roll your eyes and took a long, generous sip of your hot beverage while keeping eye contact with the super soldier.
You couldn’t deny it, Bucky was always making advance passes at you. And so far, you’ve been able to brush each one off. It wasn’t like you weren’t interested in him, every single woman, even men living in the compound, under the same roof as Sergeant Barnes’ found him to be irresistable. So why should you make it easy for him?
“Bucky.” You replied with a smirk. His long, slender fingers combing through his brown hair. You eyed his new black shirt suspiciously, it looked way too small to fit him. The material stretched across his defined chest. “It’s a nice day huh?” You cleared your throat.
“Oh yeah. It’s a nice day to take a nap naked.” He winked and you almost choked on your drink. “Oh! Feel my shirt.” He said as he stood next to you, “Know what it’s made of? Boyfriend material.” He deadpanned as you fingered the hem of his shirt, patting the material for no reason at all between your thumb and forefinger.
“It feels nice.” You released his shirt and rested your hands in front of you on the counter. You felt Bucky’s body heat radiate from behind you, his chest pressed against your back as his lips grazed your ear.
“You’re perfect girlfriend material. How long are you gonna resist me, doll?” His arms stretched out in front of him, effectively caging you in.
“A while longer.” You smirked over your shoulder. “At least until the weekend before we go to Tony’s summerhouse in Malibu.”
“Can’t wait to see you in those flimsy bikinis.” He chuckled. A shiver ran down your spine and raised hairs on the back of your neck when he stepped away.
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