Baker's Man
It was peculiar at first, every time he would put one cookie on the plate then turn to get another that cookie he just put on the plate would be gone. When he first noticed it he just thought it was his mind playing tricks on him but after counting the cookies on the plate he realized there were only six instead of the twelve he had made. Knowing his fellow Avengers happened to be pigs as well Bucky thought nothing of it and started on the next batch of cookies.
“Something smells nice~” [Y/N] sighed dreamily as she walked into the kitchen.
“I’m making cookies.” Bucky stated, putting his new batch of cookies in the oven and getting to work on preparing the next.
He turned to look at her when there came no response and saw her small hand reaching for his limited first batch of cookies. Immediately his hand reached out and snatched hers.
“What, am I not allowed to have one?” The [h/c] haired woman asked, innocently batting her lashes at him.
His blue eyes fixated on her and with a gentle tug she was pulled against his chest.
“B-Bucky?” [Y/N] whispered nervously.
Bending his head low Bucky licked the corner of her mouth and smirked as he pulled away from her.
“So it was you.” He chuckled, shaking his head in amusement, he should have known it was the resident sweet tooth, “And you would have gotten away with it too if only you remembered to wipe your mouth.”
“True, but I’m alright with the way things have worked out.” She giggled.
“Really now?” Bucky said with a raised eyebrow.
“Oh yes.” She replied with a nod, “You see soldier I’m in the mood for something sweet and I just stumbled upon better than cookies.”
His blue eyes widened in surprise as her soft lips pressed lightly into his chapped ones, a shiver running through his as she pulled away and licked her lips.
“Oh yes, much better than cookies.”
Bucky turned the oven off, doubting he would be done with her by the time the cookies were finished, and then pressed his lips back into hers. His hands ran up and down her sides, a low moan escaping him as she tugged seductively on his hair. Without another thought he picked her up and was carrying her away somewhere more private, relishing the feel of her lips pressing kisses into his neck.
The hell with baking, he just found his new hobby.