“Angel, I would like to introduce you to my new assistant, Amelia Bellamy.”
Bucky looks at the girl from head to toe, taking in the woman's appearance. He knows he probably looks like a bitch, but he can’t help it, he's always had a habit of looking at people he wasn’t used to with a resting face and narrowed eyes. He’s working on it, seriously!
The woman that he now knows as Bellamy stretched out her hand in a handshake motion, her red lips forced into a bright smile that Bucky knew didn’t match her eyes.
“Hello Mr.Barnes, it's wonderful to meet one of Mr. Rogers’s friends in person.” She said in the fakest professional voice Bucky’s ever heard.
The brunette felt his eye twitch slightly from being referred to as Steve’s friend when he is very clearly his boyfriend.
Bucky’s piercing dark blue eyes looked up at Steve with his eyebrow raised as a question.
Steve looked down at Ms. Bellamy with his brows furrowed, almost like he was offended.
“Actually Amelia, Bucky is my boyfriend. I didn’t know I didn’t make it clear.” Steve's tone was low, almost as if he was trying to contain some kind of anger.
Ms. Bellamy’s eyes darkened slightly as she started to lower her hand slightly.
“My apologize Mr. Barnes, I must not have been paying much attention.” she said, Bucky had to fight the urge to roll his eyes.
Because obviously she must not have been paying attention!
Bucky smiled and put on his best “professional” face.
“Oh, it’s no problem at all Ms. Bellamy. It is so wonderful to meet you!” He insisted, hoping that he was masking his annoyance well.
Bucky turned his gaze back at his boyfriend only to notice Steve looking at him with the softest eyes. Bucky cheeks slightly heated up as Steve leaned down to place a kiss on Bucky’s forehead.
“Well I just wanted to stop by for a little to make sure Stevie was staying out of trouble, I have to go now though Peter and Loki are waiting for me.” the words rolled off his tongue making it seem like they were aimed at Amelia but they were really aimed at Steve.
“Alright, are you going shopping?" Steve asked, taking out his phone and unlocking it.
“Yeah actually, Peter said we haven't seen each other in person for so long that he thinks we need a shopping trip.”
Steve nodded at Bucky's words as he was typing something on his phone, for a second Bucky worried that he was being ignored but stopped when he felt his phone vibrate.
“There, that should be enough, right?”
Hearing Steve's words, Bucky pulled out his phone and looked at the screen to find a notification from his bank account.
“Oh my god, Stevie you didn't have too!” Bucky squealed, a smile spreading across his face when he saw that Steve had just sent him $16,000,000.
“Of course I did, I was gonna send 15 but I know how much you don't like odd numbers."
Steve acted like sending millions of dollars to someone was a normal act that Bucky would absolutely never get used to no matter how many years he knew him.
“Thank you Stevie.” Bucky whispered wrapping his arms around Steve's shoulders, “You know you really don't have to”
Steve's hands found their way onto his waist and pulled him closer.
“I wanted to, and I always will."
Bucky got onto his tippy toes, despite wearing heeled boots, and placed a kiss on Steve's lips.
He almost forgot that Amelia was there until he heard a heel tap against the floor.
Bucky kinda felt like walking up to her and shoving her face into his boot, but that was rude and Bucky wasn't going to allow some stupid lady ruin his amazing mood.
“Well then I'll be off, and don't worry Stevie, I have my location shared with you already."
The brunette pulled his sunglasses that sat on his head down onto his face to cover his eyes.
“Alright then, have fun, bye Angel. Tell Peter and Loki I said hello” Steve answered moving to head back behind his desk.
“Of course, bye Stevie”
Blowing Steve a kiss before making his way to the glass doors of his boyfriends office he turned around and pulled his sunglasses down slightly.
“It was wonderful to meet you Ms. Bellamy, I hope we can become better acquaintanced in the near future.”
His words seemed to reach Amelia's ears because all she did was smile and nod.
Rude much.
Bucky knew he wasn't going to like her. Sure it is rude of him to just judge after the first meeting, yes it was. But in his defense she was giving him dirty looks, so he responded accordingly like his mama would have said.
But Bucky didn't realize he was going to dread her very existence. Maybe even more than that Sharon Bitch, ugh! He can't stand these people around his man!
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Peter watched from where he was seated as Bucky paced back and forth rapidly complaining about Steve's new assistant while Loki simply looked through the shoes.
“Then she has the audacity to call me Steve’s friend! Not even best friend, no, I kid you not I was called only a friend! She’s just so, ugh!”
Bucky's constant rambling finally seemed to reach Loki's ear because he turned around when Bucky passed him and grabbed him by the back of his shirt.
“Bucky, calm down. If you don't like the damn girl just tell Steve she was rude." Loki stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.
The brunette whipped his head around with his eyes wide.
“Just tell him?! I can't do that, he'll probably think I'm overreacting, or that I'm being overbearing!”
Bucky screeched, earning him a couple of weird looks that he simply made look away when he and Peter looked them in the eye.
“Come on Bucky, I'm sure Steve would never call you those things. He’ll listen, I'm sure he will." Peter reasoned, trying to get his best friend to calm down by putting his hand on Bucky's shoulder.
The shortest of the three crossed his arms over his chest as he nodded his head with a pout on his lips.
Loki moved his graze from Bucky over to Peter who was already looking at him with a knowing look. The two of them could see how badly Bucky's old relationship left a deep scar in the boy, now all those insecurities were coming back to the surface.
“Come on Buck, let's go to that bakery you love alright?” Peter suggests starting to lead the other boy to the exit of the store.
Loki followed behind them shortly after since he had to go pay for the shoes he was looking at.
Bucky sat between the two as Peter showed him a video of Tony trying and failing to surf, which lightened his mood significantly, taking his mind off of the whole assistant thing.
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Bucky sat comfortably on the couch in his and Steve’s shared living room. The T. V was paused on a scene in the movie Suicide Squad because Natasha decided to pick 1 in the damn morning to call him, not that he's complaining.
“Мед? Why are you up so late, it's almost 2 in the morning.” She asked, concern laced in her voice.
Bucky let out a small giggle and rolled his eyes.
“Says the one who called me at almost two in the morning. If anyone should be asking someone that question it should be me.” He answered, pulling the throw cushion on his lap.
“Seriously James, I know how much you hate staying up any later than ten. So I'll ask again, why are you still awake?” Her words firm, she spoke as if she was talking to her younger sibling or child.
Bucky chewed at the inside of his cheek as he squirmed where he sat.
He knew she was right, since Bucky was a child he always hated staying up later than he needed to, making him quite the bore at sleepovers growing up.
Natasha has always been like an older sister to him so it was pretty self explanatory for why she was so concerned about why he was still up.
“Well… I'm waiting for Steve to come home." he started playing with the hems of his white long sleeve hello kitty shirt when he heard the other side of the line go quiet.
“How long has Steve been coming home this late?” Natasha asked, her voice dripping with hidden anger.
“Since earlier last week,”he said quietly but loud enough to be heard.
Bucky's heart pounded in his chest as he heard Natasha let out a sigh.
“Do you have any idea why?" she asked.
Bucky pulled his knees up to his chest and fidgeted with his fluffy pants.
“No, not really," he started before he really thought about it and his eyes glossed over, “B-but he only started when he got that new assistant I told you about."
Bucky wiped his eyes quickly with his sleeve as he waited for Natasha to answer.
“Мед you should go to bed, it's far too late for you to be up." Natasha stated.
“But-”
“No but’s Bucky, you need sleep. You know you have a photoshoot for Prada tomorrow–well later actually."
Bucky thought about it for a minute, he had completely forgotten.
It wasn't like it was his first shoot, but he always acts like it's his first. Doing a full routine for the night and day of the shoot.
“Nat, could you at least stay on the phone
with me until I fall asleep?” He asked, as he walked back to his and Steve's shared room.
Natasha let out a small chuckle,
“Конечно, милая.”
Bucky smiled softly at the Russian and pet name, he put his phone on top of his bedside table and got comfy under the covers.
“Спасибо, Наташа.” He whispered quietly as he drifted off to sleep, but was still tense because Steve was still on his mind.
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Steve walked into the living room only to find Bucky sitting on the couch sniffing quietly.
“Angel? Buck, why are you still up?" He asked, his eyes widening when Bucky turned to look at him with red teary eyes.
“Bucky, what's wrong, why are you crying?!"
Steve practically dropped onto his knees in front of Bucky and took hold of his hands.
The brunette pulled his hands away and sobbed harder into his hands.
“W-why are y-you here?" Bucky choked out.
Steve just raised his brows in confusion and put his hands on Bucky's thighs.
“What do you mean? God Buck, tell me why you're crying!" Steve raised his voice slightly and gently tightening his grip on Bucky's thighs," Did someone do this?”
Bucky looked down at Steve with a look of offense on his face.
How dare he?
After months of him constantly coming home late and spending almost every second of his time working he has the audacity to ask Bucky who hurt him.
“Did someone do this?” Bucky mockingly started, he saw Steve tilt his head slightly from confusion, “Yes, Steven! Someone did do this, and you know who did this?”
Steve stumbled to get up from the ground when Bucky pushed himself off the couch and started walking away.
“No, Buck. I don't know so I need you to tell me!” Steve huffed out, his voice was raised which really ticked Bucky off.
Bucky has spent his whole life of twenty-five years being told by his mother and father that absolutely no one should raise their voice at him, and if they did just yell louder.
Which led him to apparently being a problem in his last relationship.
“You Steven Grant-Rogers are the fucking reason I'm crying!" He yelled pointing his finger directly at Steve's chest, “You and your new working schedule are my fucking problem, Ты чертов придурок!”
Steve visibly flinched at that, he took a step back and tensed his shoulder the only thing running through his head was the question.
What in the fucking world did he do?
“What? I-Buck what do you mean? What did I do?" Steve asked
Bucky tried to keep his tears at ease but a new fresh wave of them just came running down his face.
“I don't know, maybe it's the fact that you have barely been home for the last two months or the fact that you've been drowning yourself in work! Tell me Steve when was the last time you and I stood in the same fucking room together this month?” He yelled motioning with his hands around the room, he took a deep breath before continuing, “I know you think drowning me in gifts is a good way to show you love for me and yes, I am beyond grateful but I can't help think that you are out there fucking your little assistant Amelia Bellamy given that this distant shit only started when she showed up!”
Now Bucky was visibly sobbing he sat on one of the stools at the island and tried to cover his tear filled face with his hands.
Steve could barely hide his shame while listening to Bucky's words. He did mean for this to happen, he most definitely didn't want the idea that he would ever look at another person when he had Bucky.
The blonde took a shaken breath as he looked at the love of his life's sob into his own hands all because Steve idiotically decided to throw himself into work.
Steve walked up to Bucky and tried to pry his hands away from his face.
“Angel, love, please look at me?” he asked, keeping his voice low, since he felt incredibly guilty for even raising his voice at Bucky in the slightest.
Bucky let Steve take his hands but he refused to look at him, he kept his eyes closed with his head tilted down to look at his dangling feet and Steve's dress shoes.
“Angel please? I'm begging you, please look at me.”
Steve whispered, using his fingers to tilt Bucky's head up so that he could look into the others' dark blue eyes.
“Angel I'm so sorry I made you feel and think that way. That was never my intention, there were just so many companies trying to form business alliances with Shield I couldn't afford to be even a second behind on anything. Which is not an excuse at all on my part. I should have still told you about all of that.” Steve explained squeezing Bucky's hands gently, “And about Amelia you just gave me another perfect reason for why I should fire her annoying ass."
Bucky’s widened at that, he was about to say something but Steve quickly cut him off.
“Amelia has been nothing more than a thorn in my side these two months, Bucky. I have absolutely no interest in her and have barely even been allowing her into my office, if you need any more proof I can show you the camera footage.” Steve said a look of pure annoyance displayed on his face for even having to mention her name," The only reason I even hired her was because she was the daughter of a well know employee at the company, but turns out he's been doing some irritatingly stupid things within the building so I told him and his daughter to both pack it up since their fired, that's why I'm home earlier today.”
Bucky took a shaking breath as his tears calmed down, he felt one of Steve's hands rest on his cheek and wipe his tears away.
“S-So you haven't been sleeping with her and she’s actually fired?” He stuttered.
Steve nodded and pressed a kiss to Bucky’s forehead,
“Why would I even think of other men or women when I have a gorgeous boyfriend that I plan to make my wife one day.” Steve said, planting kisses on Bucky’s palms.
Bucky's cheeks began turning a lovely shade of bright pink.
“Are you proposing to me, Steve Rogers." he asked with a small smirk.
“I would never propose to you in such a damp way, this is more like a promise.” Steve answered by placing a kiss on Bucky's cheek.
Bucky let out a small giggle before pulling Steve close so that he could place a kiss on Steve's lips.
When he tried to pull away for air Steve quickly pulled him back in to deepen the kiss. Bucky was pressed so closely to Steve he had no choice but to grip onto the front of his shirt.
Steve pulled away and looked down to see Bucky flushed with small tears remaining in his eyes. Steve couldn't think about anything but that Bucky was the most beautiful person he had ever seen.
“I'm sorry, Stevie. I'm sorry for jumping to conclusions and for yelling at you.” Bucky said, using his finger to trace the outline of Steve's abs through the shirt.
“No, I gave you reason to jump to that conclusion. I'm the one who's sorry.” Steve stated, pressing a kiss to the side of Bucky's lips.
Bucky let out a small squeal when he felt Steve move a hand under his knee and another to his back then pick him up.
“And I think it is only fair if I show you how sorry I am. "
Steve carried Bucky back to their shared room bridal style.
Steve layed Bucky down on the bed and quickly got on top of him immediately drawing him into a deep kiss on the mouth.
Bucky moaned into the kiss as Steve started dragging his hand down to the edge of his shirt and tugged it over his head.
Once the shirt was discarded Steve trailed kisses down to his neck then started sucking and nibbling at the sensitive skin.
Bucky's hands flew up tightly gripping at Steve's hair.
“S-Steve, please.” he moaned as he felt Steve leave multiple marks all along his neck.
“Please what, baby? Tell me what you want, Princess.” Steve murmured, moving down Bucky's body and taking one of his nipples into his mouth sucking hard causing Bucky to scream in pleasure.
“Fuck me! Oh—god please Steve, Fuck me!” he begged.
Steve had barely even touched Bucky and he was already feeling hard in his shorts.
Steve let out a groan as he could feel his hard cock being strained by his pants.
Bucky let out a whine when Steve moved onto his other nipple instead of giving him what he wanted.
Bucky tried to grind his hips on Steve's leg which was right between his legs, but Steve held his hips down with the hand he wasn't using, stopping all motion that Bucky even attempted.
“Steve-Oh please! Please fuck me daddy!” Bucky whined when Steve stopped and let go of the nipple.
Bucky squirmed from the way Steve's eyes looked at him.
“Oh, you want daddy to fuck you? Are you going to be good for daddy, princess?" Steve asked, pulling at the waistband of Bucky's shorts.
“Yes—I-I’ll be good, I promise I'll be so good, daddy!”
Steve pulled down Bucky's shorts and underwear leaving him completely exposed. Steve looked over Bucky's body and couldn't believe how lucky he was. He started to unbutton his shirt and took it off completely.
Bucky knows that he is definitely drooling at the sight of Steve's body and muscles on display. He was always weak for bigger and muscular men.
“Aww, is my princess all hard because of daddy?” Steve teased, wrapping his big hand around the trip of Bucky’s cock.
Bucky let out a small gasp before nodding like crazy.
“Yes–Yes, only for daddy!” he cried, letting out a loud moan when Steve started stroking his cock.
Steve continued the motion for a little while longer allowing Bucky to reach a moment of high before stopping.
“N-No daddy please! Don't stop please~”
“No, Princess. The only way you're cumming tonight is on my cock understand?”
Bucky nodded his head and let out a small moan of acknowledgement.
Steve rolled Bucky onto his stomach so he could get a clear look at Bucky's ass.
“Baby I'm gonna need you to raise your hips for me. Can you do what for daddy, princess?” Steve whispered loud enough for Bucky to hear.
Bucky couldn't find any words to say so he forced his hips to raise so that his ass was in the air, giving Steve the perfect view of his hole.
“Good boy." Steve said, leaning down and planting a kiss on Bucky's back.
Bucky didn't move his head from the pillow he was holding to his face and chest. But he couldn't hear the sound of Steve unbuckling his belt.
“Fuck—princess you look so pretty with you ass in the air like this. Can't believe I'm so lucky." Bucky squirmed at Steve's words causing his hips to sway slightly, “Ah, be patient baby, I'll make you cum real soon.”
Steve slid two of his fingers across the pre-cum on Bucky’s cock.
Bucky almost cummed at the feeling of one of Steve's huge fingers slowly being pushed into his hole.
“A-ah daddy~!”
Bucky's moans sounded like music to Steve's ears. He thrusted his one finger into Bucky's tight hole before adding a second one.
“So tight princess, I can't wait to feel your tight ass around my cock.” Steve cooed into Bucky's ear while pushing a third finger into his hole.
“P-please daddy, please-ah! Give me your c-cock.” Bucky begged.
Steve let out a small chuckle and leaned closer to Bucky’s ear.
“Whatever you want, princess.”
Bucky whined at the lack of pleasure when Steve pulled out his fingers. But his empty hole was soon being forced wide when Steve started pushing his cock in the tight muscle.
“Fuck—I was sure my fingers would have loosened you more, but I guess not—God so tight.” Steve groaned.
Bucky felt like he was on cloud nine from how stuffed his hole and mind was. He couldn't even find it in him to say anything when Steve finally bottomed out in him.
“God, you're so perfect, princess.” Steve whispered in his ear as he slowly started pulling out only to push himself back in.
Bucky moans pitched up everytime Steve would hit his prostate at the slow pace.
“F-faster—Jesus please go faster daddy~”
Steve decided to oblige and started thrusting into Bucky faster and harder causing Bucky’s low and quiet moans to get louder and turn into cries and screams of pleasure.
“A-ah–oh my–ah! Steve–daddy, please don't stop!"
Steve groaned and cursed as he felt himself reach his climax.
“So good, so fucking good for me, and so fucking mine”
Bucky’s mind went completely blank and all he could see was white as he finally reached his climax and cummed.
Steve hit his climax at the same time causing him to breath heavily as he thrusted into Bucky's few more times before fully pulling out.
“You back with me, Angel?” he asked laying down next to Bucky and pulling him close.
Bucky was panting softly against Steve's chest before nodding his head and looking up at Steve.
“Do you want to take a shower now or stay in bed for a while longer?”
Bucky thought for a second and tried to find his voice.
“Shower ‘lease” he whispered, feeling tired.
“Alright, but I need you to stay awake for me while I turn it on okay." Steve said, grabbing his discarded boxers off the floor.
Bucky nodded and rubbed his eyes.
Steve placed a kiss on his forehead and walked away and into the bathroom.
Bucky heard the water start to run and started thinking about the events from that day.
Guess he really didn't have anything to worry about, Steve was still his and that Bellamy girl was out of the picture. Finally!
Bucky loved winning against all these homewrecking, man stealing girls!
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