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What if ...Thor were an only child review *Spoilers*

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This episode was so ridiculous and dumb AND I LOVED IT. It started a little slow but was very amusing.

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Walk on water or drown

Chapter 5:

MAYBE WE SHOULD KISS LIKE REAL PEOPLE DO

Featuring: Bucky Barnes

Warning: dry humping and some fingering (female receiving).

Summary: Zoey and Bucky have been taking baby steps with their relationship, but she needs him to finally take some bigger steps and be there for her in more then one way.

A/N: Part six will be up next Monday. This story is either going to be ten or eleven chapters. My next full series will most likely with a Bucky vs Steve AU story. I’m working on that story as we speak.

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I hadn’t had sex in about six months and I felt like I was so horny I was going to burst. Literally the worst thing is being pregnant with all the hormones in the world coursing through you and nobody wants to have sex with you. It also didn’t help that the man I was living with is a Super Solider and had the body of a Greek god. Bucky had not problem with walking around shirtless after working out, I’m pretty sure he was clueless to the effect his extremely tone body had on. Before I was even pregnant I got super turned on be seeing him shirtless, but now with all these pregnancy hormones pumping through me it honestly wasn’t fair.

I sighed sitting on my bed, and I stared at the hallway door wondering what in the world it would take to talk Bucky into having sex with me. I knew we had been taking baby steps recently like spending more time together and watching movies in bed together, but right now I need to take a big step instead of a baby step. I needed him to desperately help me remove some of this tension. I knew after six months he had to also be sexually frustrated too, unless he was sleeping with someone else. I knew him better then that. Bucky is an extremely loyal person and would never do that to me. I’m assuming that in the last six months his hand and him had grown acquainted.

Maybe if I walked out there naked he would just automatically do it and I wouldn’t have to ask. Before I got pregnant if I walked out naked he would of shoved me against the wall and taken me right there, but things have seriously changed in the last six months, also I don’t think my body was in the correct shape to be pushed up against a wall.

I sat up and got off the bed and took a moment to gather myself before I walked into the living room to most likely embarrass myself. I was trying to act like I was full of confidence even though I had none.

I was greeted to the sounds of Bucky lightly snoring. No matter how turned on I was I couldn’t bring myself to wake him up just to have sex with me. My eyes ran over his half naked body, he was going wearing a pair of sweat pants that sat really low on his hips showing off his v. Him wearing his sweatpants this low has always drove me insane. It should be a crime for a man this attractive and fit to be able to walk around with his pants that low. He looked like he had knocked is one blanket off while he was asleep. The blanket was on the floor and he was sprawled out across the couch.

I hated the fact that he slept on the couch now. Even if he didn’t want to be with me sexually, there was no reason we couldn’t share the bed. Slowly I walked over and light nudged his shoulder.

“Bucky wake up,” I spoke softly.

His blue eyes popped opened startled, “Zoey what’s wrong?”

“Nothing just please come to bed. I don’t want you sleeping on the couch.” I had never actually told him that I hated sleeping alone. That it drove me insane he slept on the couch.

A yawn passed his lips as he stretched his arms. His tired blue eyes stayed locked on me. I could tell he wanted to protest but he didn’t know how. Standing up he didn’t say anything to me he just started walking off towards the bedroom. I trailed behind him silently. He walked inside towards his side of the bed and sat there and let his tired eyes trail up and down my pregnant body.

I moved over to stand in front of him. I wanted to make a move but I didn’t know how. I also didn’t think right now was the time. We just stared at each other for a moment.

“Let’s go to bed,” he sighed and started crawling under the covers.

I didn’t say anything I just walked across the room to my side of the bed. I crawled under the covers and laid on my side and stared at him. He was so beautiful I didn’t understand why he even found me attractive. He was so beautiful he could of probably dated anyone he wanted.

He was laying on his back staring at the ceiling with his eyes open. I wanted to say something to him but I didn’t even know what to say. I was still super horny and wanted to have sex with him but honestly, I kind of just wanted to cuddle with him more than anything. I just wanted human contact at the moment. I wanted him to touch me like he used to.

“Bucky, I miss you,” I whispered. The second the words left my mouth I already regretted them.

Looking over at me he had a confused look on his face.

“Bucky please just say something to me,” I sighed regretting everything. Maybe it was a bad idea asking him to come to bed.

Silence engulfed the room for a long moment as he just stared at me.

Shaking my head I rolled over slowly to my other side so I was facing away from him. I didn’t even know how to look at him right now.

“Zoey, I don’t want to hurt you,” he said softly. I don’t think he realized how much damage he was doing by keeping me at arm’s length at all time.

“See here’s the things you being distance hurts me so much. It kills me to sleep alone, feeling like I did something wrong,” I whispered as my eyes started to water. I didn’t want to cry over him I didn’t think he deserved my tears at the moment.

I couldn’t help the tears as they silently started to fall. He must of heard me crying because I felt his arm wrap around my very round belly as he moved closer to me. I felt the bed move next me and his stomach pressed against my back.

I was surprised when I felt his warm lips on my pale shoulder.

Reaching down I laced my fingers with his and squeezed his hands. I wasn’t sure what any of this meant but I just needed him to hold me.

“I’m trying to make this work,” he whispered. “I’m so worried about hurting you.” I didn’t know if he meant physically or emotionally.

“I’m not going to break,” I sighed.

“I couldn’t live with myself if I hurt you,” I could hear the sense of guilt in his voice. He was actually afraid of hurting me physically. When we were sleeping together occasionally he would get slightly rough but never enough to hurt me, if anything him showing a little bit of dominance turned me on. I guess he was worried about his super Solider strength and me being pregnant.

“Bucky, I know you would never hurt me,” I squeezed his hand.

“I can’t control if someone turns on the Winter Solider and I’m terrified it’s going to happen around you.”

My eyes went wide at his omission. All the sudden everything made sense. I understood why he held me at arm’s length. He was terrified of becoming a mindless Solider again and hurt me and the baby.

“I can’t tell you how long I’ve wanted to hold you but I’ve been so afraid of myself, and my strength,” he whispered. My heartbeat picked up at everything he was saying to me. “I don’t want to be distance with you. I just don’t know what to do. I feel so lost and afraid. You mean so much to me but right now I don’t know how to have a normal life,” he sighed before pressing his lips to my shoulder again. Slowly I moved out of his hold and rolled over onto my other side so I was facing him.

“Bucky I’m not going anywhere. I just need you to talk to me and not act so distance. It breaks my heart when you hold me at arm’s length, and I don’t know how much longer I can deal with it.”

He reached up and gently moved a piece of my messy hair behind my ear. We just kind of stared at each other for a long moment.

“I’m gonna try to be better.”

“Okay I just have one request,” I whispered reaching up and resting my hand on his cheek.

“What’s that?”

“Please don’t make me sleep in here alone anymore,” I moved my hand away from his face.

“You won’t ever sleep alone again,” he whispered leaning forward and resting his forehead against mine. I took a deep breath enjoying our closeness for a moment. Before I could pull away he connected his lips to mine for a soft kiss. We hadn’t kissed in probably four months and missed the feel of his warm lips against mine. They still had the taste of his minty chapstick that I loved. “Let’s get some sleep,” he said pulling away from me.

I nodded my head and slowly rolled over so my back was to him again. He wrapped his strong flesh arm around my round stomach and held me. I closed my eyes and sleep quickly took me away.

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Sunlight glaring through the curtains in the morning woke me from my peaceful night of sleep. The familiar feel of Bucky’s warm body was still pressed against me, while his strong arm was still across my my belly. Holding my eyes closed I snuggled up closer to him and was met to the surprise of Bucky’s hard erection against my butt. A smile passed my lips at the fact that the man was still human and had needs like myself.

I contemplated my options for a long moment. I could get out of bed and give him his space or I could see if this could let to me getting my built up sexual tension out.

Lightly I rolled my hips back into his pelvis and was greeted with a soft groan, and grip on my stomach tightened a little. I rolled my hips a few more time enjoying the friction. I could feel him growing harder with each roll of my hips. The friction felt amazing and I couldn’t help the soft moan that passed my lips.

“Zoey,” he moaned.

A little bit hard I rolled my hips against his hard erection. I froze at the feeling of his strong hand gripping my hip to halt me from moving.

“What are you doing?” I could tell he was barely wake by how raspy his voice sounded.

“Bucky my pregnancy hormones are killing me. I haven’t been touched in six months and I feel like I’m about to burst,” I sighed.

“I could hurt you,” he said softly.

I rolled my eyes knowing this was probably the closest I was going to be getting to an orgasm in the next three months.

“I’m not asking for us to have sex, I’m just asking for some help,” I attempted to bargain. I didn’t even need actual sex at this point. I just needed for him to touch me.

He was silent for a moment, “okay I can help.”

“Thank you,” I whispered.

I felt him pull away from me for a moment and I was confused on what was going on. Looking back I watched as he kicked the covers off and pulled off his sweatpants. I couldn’t say I was shocked he wasn’t wearing underwear he told me he hated how they felt with sweats. My eyes did go wide at the sight of his hard erection though, I forgot how big he was.

“I thought we weren’t having sex?” I asked confused and really turned on by the fact he was naked.

“We aren’t but if your gonna keep grinding on me I would prefer to not cum in sweat pants,” he said with a little smirk.

I took his words as my cue to reach down and slowly remove my undies and sleep shorts. I was completely naked from the waist down.

I rolled back on my side and Bucky took that as his cue to follow. He pulled me closed and moved his thighs so they were resting against the back side of mine. I rolled my hips back against Bucky enjoying the feeling of the flesh to flesh contacts. We kept thrusting against each other and soon I felt Bucky’s strong hand rest right above my sensitive mound. I wasn’t sure what he was going to do but I prayed he was going to use his fingers on me. I craved the feeling of his finger on me.

A groan passed his lips and soon I felt his lips on my shoulder. I rolled my hips against him hard attempting to get us both off. His fingers dip between my thighs and soon they were doing little figure eights on my bundle of nerves. The sensation of his fingers working while we moved our bodies together creating friction sent me over the edge and I felt like I had just seen sparks. I panted catching my breath as I sloppily rolled my hips against his a few time trying to get him off.

When he finally came he moaned my name loudly. Looking over my shoulder I saw him with his eyes closed steadying his breath.

I felt his warm lips kiss the back of neck. A shiver went down my spine I couldn’t help but be in bliss.

I was caught off guard at the feeling of him getting out of bed quickly. My heart sank at the thought of him leaving me alone in bed again after that. I stared at the door fighting back tears and felt a sense of relief when I saw him walk back into the room still naked holding a wash cloth.

“I thought you left me,” I whispered as he reached over and cleaned me with the warm wash cloth.

Was he wiped away the sticky liquid he put on me he soft said, “I’m not going anywhere. I was just trying to take care of you.”

I couldn’t help but smile and he quickly took the wash cloth back to the bathroom and crawled back into bed with me. Leaning over he pressed his lips to mine for a soft kiss.

“Do you want pancakes for breakfast?” I asked as he pulled his lips away from mine.

“Pancakes sound amazing,” he smiled.

Slowly I started getting out of bed. Looking back at him I saw him with a confused look on his face. “Why do you look so confused?” I asked.

“I didn’t know that you meant right now,” as she worked on quickly out of bed.

Reaching down I slowly picked up my pajamas shorts, and quickly pulled them on. I watched was he walked across the room naked I don’t think I would ever get over how amazing his body. I knew I should stop staring as he stood in front of his dresser pulling a pair of boxer-briefs on. He turned to face and and found me blushing as his blue eyes locked on to mine.

“What help making breakfast?” he asked as he walked towards me. I didn’t say anything I just nodded my head. Standing in front of me he reached up and rested his hand on my cheek. “You’re so pretty.” I didn’t even know how to respond to his comment I just smiled.

“Let’s go make breakfast,” I asked reaching down and grabbing his metal hand. Before we could started walking off towards the kitchen he closed the distance between us and pressed his lips to mine. At first I was just expecting a soft and gentle kiss, but this was anything but. His lips moved against mine like he missed my touch. That it was something that he had craved. Pulling away me he had a smile plastered on his face.

“Let’s go make pancakes,” he said leading me towards the kitchen.

After last night he seemed to understand I needed my Bucky back, that we couldn’t keep living like we were. We seemed to finally be taking larger steps.

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