Cutting Ties
“I’ll grab you some clothes. You left some behind last time but don’t worry, I cleaned them.” Iris winked. Bucky smiled as Iris left the bathroom, a towel hugging her body.
He sat on the edge of the bathtub wrapped in his own towel. He thought back to the few times in the past where she had taken down her walls in front of him. So much pain was built up in her but she never let anyone see it. Iris reminded him a lot of himself which might have been why they took so well to each other. Two torn apart halves pieced together.
When Iris put her walls back up it was hard to tell she was even suffering. Even so Bucky always knew. Behind every sarcastic comment roll of her eyes Bucky knew what she was hiding and all he could do was help as best as he could to get her through it. Bucky remembered being alone during his recovery and though it was partially his fault he didn’t want Iris to have to go through the same misery.
While Bucky waited, on the other side of the wall was Iris going through now messy piles of clothes. She had tried her best to keep them in the closet but it proved to be more difficult than expected.
“Ah ha!” Iris whispered triumphantly to herself, pulling a navy shirt and military pants out a large pile of clean clothes. Although they had gone through the wash Bucky’s scent was still strong throughout the fabric.
Iris began looking for some clothes for herself when suddenly her heart dropped. Underneath the pile of clothes she had just moved was a small bag though that wasn’t what had bothered her so much. It was the bag’s contents which she recognized instantly from her and Bucky’s first date. A forgotten plastic sleeve containing the all too familiar white powder sat at the bottom of the otherwise bag. The formidable need returned almost instantly, her body craving it.
“No, no, no.” Iris muttered as she tried to think of what to do. She couldn’t throw it away; the enticement was too strong but also the last thing
“You having trouble finding anything? You know I can just go back and grab something.” Bucky peaked his head out of the door as Iris quickly threw the pile of clothes back on top of the bag.
“Yes.” Iris blurted out breathlessly as she turned around.
“Iris, are you okay?” Bucky returned, confused.
“Yeah.” Iris continued, not moving.
“I know that’s not true. What it it angel?” Bucky kneeled by Iris.
Iris tried, she really did, to keep her tears back but they came anyway. Small rivulets of pain and sadness dripped slowly at first before she clenched her head in her hands, letting them flow.
“It’s okay, it’s alright.” Bucky rubbed small circles on her back, a method Bucky had found helpful to calm her down. Ruby forced the dark side of her mind to stay quiet as she pulled back the pile of fabric revealing the bag and the very visible white powder.
Bucky sat in shock as Iris slowly turned her head up to face him.
“I’m sorry. I’m so so so sorry.” She repeated over and over again, hiccupping in between words. “I, I just can’t get myself to get rid of it.”
Bucky didn’t know what to say so instead of words he decided actions would work. He picked up the packet before helping Iris to her feet. Her eyes darting in between Bucky and the drugs until eventually focusing on the man holding her up. She took in a shaky breath and nodded.
Bucky led the two of them two the bathroom once more, tossing the packet into the toilet. Bucky felt Iris tense as he flushed the small packet down the drain. He hated the power it had over her and hoped she could subdue its control.
“Thank you.” Iris whispered as she leaned against his metal shoulder.
“You’re welcome.” Bucky led Iris back out into the room. “Now let’s get some clothes.”
Much to his surprise Iris placed a kiss on his lips before flashing him her signature smirk.
“Who says we need clothes?” She slipped her fingers underneath the edge of his towel.
“What’s with the sudden change in mood?” Even by now Bucky still got confused by her unexpected mood changes, no matter how interesting it kept her.
“I feel free.” Iris admitted, it truly felt as though a major weight had been lifted off her shoulders.
“Well I’m not going to complain.” Bucky smiled, grabbing Iris’s thighs and hoisting her around his middle. Iris chuckled as her towel slipped to the floor.
“Oops.” She laughed as she greedily pulled his head into a kiss.
Bucky brought them to Iris’s bed before laying her down as soft as he could in their frenzy. He took in her body and all it’s sharp curves.
“You’re perfect.” Bucky smirked, biting her neck as she moaned breathlessly.
“You too.” Iris whimpered as her nails slid down his back. “Especially this part.” Iris slipped away his towel, leaving them completely bare to each other.
Bucky groaned as he felt Iris’s hands over him. Iris used his elated state to flip him on his back, taking temporary control.
“Though my favorite part of you is that hot arm of yours.” Iris let her digits slip between his metal ones before letting them trail up the metallic plates.
“Really? I thought it was the face.” Bucky faked disappointment but his smile betrayed him.
“Maybe a little bit of that too.” Iris slipped her hands up to his cheeks, pulling him for a deep kiss. Bucky wrapped his arms around Iris’s back before they broke apart again.
She smirked wickedly, moving her fingers tantalizingly slow down his chest until they reached his already hardened length. She swung her leg off of Bucky’s chest so she was by his side, taking him in her small hand.
Bucky attempted to sit up but at that moment she moved her mouth around his length, hollowing her cheeks as she bobbed up and down. Bucky groaned as he placed his metal hand over the small of her back, het shivering beneath it.
It took no more than a minute for Bucky to finish, his hand pressing down on her back. Iris pulled her head up, smirking.
“You’re welcome.” She enjoyed the feeling of Bucky’s chilly hand on her back, strong but safe.
“My turn.” Bucky smirked this time, pulling Iris in and flipping her over in one swift move. A gasp mixed with a moan was elicited from her mouth.
Before Iris could say another word Bucky pulled her legs apart, Iris enjoying the pleasurable difference of the one cold hand and one warm on either thigh. She suddenly gasped as he licked a stripe up her center. Bucky loved the sound. He continued, keeping her legs apart as she came in a shaking mess. He shifted his body to the side, laying by her side and wrapping his metal arm around her bare body.
“Woah.” Was all Iris could manage after she came down from her high. “Are you still up for round two?”
“Only if you are.” Bucky smirked.
“Definitely.” Iris giggled as Bucky pulled himself over her again.