Watching
Chapter 41 of my story on Wattpad
*Smut warning: Fingering, public, being watched*
After dinner we are all sitting around the lounge area, chatting. Everyone is there. I'm sitting on a couch with my feet up, leaning into Steve, his arm around my shoulder, and Nat at the other end. Tony, Wanda, Vision and Bucky are sitting opposite of us. On the third couch Clint, Sam and Bruce sits.
Some of them are drinking beer but it's all very casual as we all sit around, basically doing nothing.
I glance at Bucky who meets my eyes instantly, almost like he felt it. I give him a soft smile that he returns before looking back down to the beer in his hand, biting his lower lip.
I don't mind that he looked away - the longer eye contact I keep with that man, the harder it gets.
"Let's watch a movie," Wanda suggests and everyone agrees. Tony asks FRIDAY to turn down the lights and Wanda finds a movie on Netflix. I get a blanket from the end of the couch, covering myself and Steve as I cuddle up close to him.
As the movie progresses I feel him moving my shirt up slightly, drawing lazy circles on my waist. It tickles but it also feels good. I still feel the electricity whenever he touches me and I know I said it was hard being around him without touching before, but being around him now and touching him, but not really touching him, might be even harder.
We also didn't have sex this morning because I was in a rush and although I know it's insane, I'm very horny at this point. I'm used to him acting like a teenager and having sex once or twice a day, so it's actually a very long period of abstinence at this point.
I lean my head on his shoulder and he shifts me slightly, my back leaning against his front as he leans on the sofa arm. I feel his hand move slowly against my stomach and it makes me tingle already. I glance up at him quickly, telling him to be careful with my eyes, but he just smirks down at me and kisses my head.
He moves his hand further down and I almost hitch my breath. I'm trying to be quiet and not move, and luckily the room is very dark and the movie very loud. Thank god for surround sound.
As he moves his hand down my pants I shift a little, allowing him better access, leaning my head back further, relishing in the feeling.
He feels how wet I am and whispers in my ear, "I guess you missed me too, huh?" and his taunting tone is making me even more needy.
He's stroking me up and down my slit as he feels how wet I am. He whispers in my ear again, "I would take you right here, right now, but I'm not so sure the others would enjoy that very much." I almost moan as he says it but I manage to stop myself in time.
As he moves further down and slowly enters a finger inside me, I open my eyes at the sensation. I look around, conscious of the people around us, but none of them seems to notice anything.
That is, until I glance towards Bucky.
His gaze is locked on me as he watches me intensely.
We make eye contact and he keeps me hostage, his bright eyes demanding in the darkness of the movie. I want to look away but I can't - and as Steve enters another finger in me, my breath hitches slightly and I see Bucky react instantly, his eyes turning dark.
Steve is fingering me slowly as Bucky watches and I know he can tell what's going on. I can't look away although I know I should, I know this is wrong. But it doesn't feel like being caught - it feels like being watched by someone enjoying the show, excited about what's being done to me right now.
I rip myself away from Bucky's eyes but he keeps his fixated on me. I glance up towards Steve, expecting him to be watching the screen, but as I see where his gaze is, I see him noticing Bucky looking. He glances down at me, smirking, as he stops his motion, asking permission. I contemplate it for a fraction of a second before moving against him, urging him on, and he does instantly, still aware that Bucky is currently watching right now, but seemingly either unfazed or turned on by it.
He did tell me they used to do this sort of thing and I definitely felt his reaction to us getting caught by Bucky the last time. I know I should feel weird about this, but I don't. It feels wrong, hot, wild and insanely sexy, all at once.
Steve's still fingering me and he moves his palm to stimulate my clit, and I feel the familiar knot in my stomach at his motions. I glance down before looking back up at Bucky through my eyelashes to see if he's still watching me.
He is.
He holds my gaze once again and as Steve hits a familiar spot, I part my lips slightly, only a tiny whimper of a sound leaving my lips. Normal people would never hear it. But the Super Soldier sitting across from me, watching me intensely right now, obviously does, as he licks his lips and shifts slightly in his seat.
My heart is racing and my mind is getting cloudy with lust. I close my eyes as I get closer, breaking eye contact with Bucky.
In the darkness of my closed eyelids I see Bucky, his metal arm around my throat, whispering profanities in my ear as Steve touches me.
I bite my lower lip to keep from any sounds coming out and as I'm close to reaching climax, I shoot my eyes open, meeting Bucky's gaze once again. His eyes are dark and dominating, almost urging me on. Telling me to come.
I do, silently, not moving a muscle other than the one Steve feels right now. It takes all my strength.
Steve reacts to what he feels and kisses the top of my head before leaning down and whispering in my ear again, "That should keep you at bay for a while."
I am still holding eye contact with Bucky who is looking at me like I'm his next meal at this point.
Yes, I think that will keep me at bay.. but only for a while.
