Day 27- Bed Sharing
Bucky Barnes x Reader
A shitty mission and a shared bed means feelings boiling over
Mention of injury, reader grinding on Bucky in her sleep, unprotected sex
You were tired, this mission had dragged on and on. Shaky intel caused what should have wrapped in two days to drag onto four. Now you and Bucky were stopping at some back road off the beaten path motel to crash for a few hours before you actually got back on the road for the drive back to the tower.
When he pulled into the parking lot he parked near the lobby then waved a hand at the glove box “Hand me those gloves that's in there will you?” He always kept a pair at hand so when you were in smaller areas like this he didn’t draw any attention with his left hand. “They’re not gonna make a big deal out of it Buck. I swear we saw some dude with a glass eye and prosthetic leg at the gas station that had a taxidermy crow on his shoulder when we stopped to fill up. I don’t think a metal hand is gonna be a show stopper”
He smirked “Guess not huh?” he shrugged and motioned for you to grab your duffle bag “Come on then” you nodded and grabbed the bag. He locked the suv then waited for you to get next to him before heading into the lobby. The woman looked up from reading a book that had some badly photoshopped image of a cowboy and some princess on it.
“We need two rooms,” Bucky said with a forced smile. She raised an eyebrow, looking from you to him. You self consciously smoothed your hair down, remembering the line of stitches on your cheek. God you probably looked like a hot mess next to Bucky. He always looked like the walking definition of a fucking wet dream.
She typed on the computer and laughed “Sorry hot stuff, only one room left” Bucky cut his eyes at you “That ok?” you nodded “Yeah, no big deal” he looked back at her “We’ll take it”
The two of you followed the sidewalk around to the room. When Bucky pushed the door open you had the urge to offer to sleep in the car. Sitting in the middle of the room was one queen size bed. “Well shit” he muttered, the two of you walking far enough into the room to drop your bags onto the table just inside the door.
He scrubbed a hand down his face “I can sleep on the floor sweetheart. I’ve had worse” you shook your head "Nonsense Bucky. We’re both adults. We can share a damn bed” he didn’t seem like he wanted to agree and that made something inside of you twist. Was the prospect of just sharing a bed with you so horrible? You’d been harboring a crush on this man for months and he was horrified at sleeping next to you. Your face burnt with the silence until he nodded “Ok”
After a round of showers, you and Bucky stood at the foot of the bed. You motioned to it “Any preference?” he nodded “I’m sleeping closest to the door. Nothing against you, I know you’re plenty capable but just in case something was to happen, I’d rather be between you and whatever comes in” you felt your heart flip but reminded you that was just Bucky. He protected the team. “Fine by me” you replied and crawled up onto the bed, taking the side nearest the bathroom.
Once you were both under the blanket, you turned on your side. Bucky switched off the lamp and whispered “Night doll” “Night Bucky”
Bucky wasn’t sure what had woke him up. It wasn’t a nightmare, no he would’ve recognized that feeling. He laid there for a moment, trying to register what it was. There was no threat, no feeling of danger. That was when the sound hit his ears. A light little breath from you.
He shifted and realized that somehow the two of you had moved closer in sleep. Your ass was damn near flush against his crotch. What woke him up was the fact that you were moving just enough in your sleep for your ass to rub against him. He swallowed hard, watching you for a moment trying to gauge what to do.
He’d long since harboured an attraction to you. God you were amazing, beautiful, sweet, kind and smart. He just didn’t know if he deserved to even try to have you. You needed someone as good as you, someone without the blood on their hands. Someone who was a bit closer in age.
When your back arched up and you made direct contact with his cock, your bodies meeting through the layers of clothes he grunted low, hand flying out to grab your hip and still your movements. “Doll, wake up”
You were groggy, half asleep. You couldn’t remember what you’d been dreaming about but it had something to do with Bucky and a blanket under a sky full of stars. When his voice cut through your head “Doll, wake up” you startled “Huh?”
You opened your eyes and realized you were right against him. Your ass was on him and oh god, he was hard as a rock. Were you? Oh fuck you’d been grinding on him in your sleep. You’d fucking molested the man. “I am so sorry Bucky” you muttered, trying to climb back to your side of the bed or better yet under the bed into the abyss. “It’s ok” he assured you.
You turned to face him, your face on fire “I didn’t, fuck I didn’t mean to do that” he smiled softly “Good dream?” you hid your face in your hands “Damn good dream” you hoped he’d let it go, let you go to sleep or just hide but instead you felt his flesh hand gently pry your fingers away from your face. His crystal blue eyes searched your face as he asked “Who were you dreaming about?”
“Do you want an honest answer here?” his eyes darkened just a bit, “Depends on the honest answer” you held his eyes and whispered “You”
You weren’t sure what response to expect. Would he laugh? Would he let you down easy? Would he pull away completely? Instead he smiled “Good answer” and tugged you into his arms, you didn’t have time to question why or what he was doing before his lips were on yours.
You melted against him, arms hooking around his neck. He pushed you over onto your back, crawling on top of you. You hooked your legs up around his waist, a pathetic sound escaping you when he rolled his hips into yours, his hardened length rutting against your dripping cunt through the layers of clothes “Fuck, you don’t know how long I’ve wanted you” he breathed against your lips.
You pulled back from the kiss, looking across his face for any hesitation “Then why haven’t you said anything?” “Didn’t think I was good enough. Didn’t think you’d want me” he admitted. You shook your head “Fuck you James Barnes. You are amazing” and tugged him into a kiss that was messy, tongue and teeth, your fingers tangling in his hairs, his hands tugging at your clothes.
It didn’t take much for both of you to be rid of the barriers between your bodies, he hesitated with the head of his cock teasing your core “You’re sure?” “Please Bucky. I’ve wanted you and only you for so long” at that he pushed into you achingly slow. You gasped out, pulling him into a kiss as he stretched your body around him.
“Feels so good” he breathed into your mouth. You smiled against his lips “You feel amazing” he kissed down your neck, teasing at the sensitive flesh as he gave a roll of his hips, pushing his cock deeper into you. “Just like that baby” you breathed and he smiled against your skin “Baby huh? I like that”
He pulled almost all the way out then slammed back into you. Your back arched, nails biting into his flesh “Gonna start calling me baby in front of the team doll face?” he teased. You nodded dumbly “Honey I’ll call you anything you want if you don’t stop” he laughed, a full chest laugh when you said that. “Oh sweetheart, I don’t plan on stopping until every damn person in this shitty little motel knows just who is making you feel this good” the hesitation was gone, replaced by a man who was staking a claim, making a decision. If you wanted him by god you were gonna get him, everything he had to offer was yours and he was going to make sure you didn’t regret it.
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