The Moment of Surrender
Avery was nervous again. Makeup done, transport organized. All that was left to do was to actually speak with Bucky and see if he was actually going to come with her.
All dressed up, waiting outside his room, unsure if she should knock and wait, knock and just go in, or even knock and announce it’s her as she enters. Why was a simple task so difficult? In the end, she settled for just knocking.
"Hey, Steve, can you help with this tie?... Wow... oh, wow." He clearly wasn't expecting her to be outside his door. He looked her up and down with a strange hunger in his eyes.
"I am not Steve, but I can still do your tie for you." She smiled as he blushed. She didn’t know he could blush.
"Doll, you look incredible." He placed his hands on her hips as she stood there fixing the tie around his neck. It was very reminiscent of an old sitcom.
"I was scared you weren't going to come tonight, if I’m honest," she rested her hands on his chest, not quite wanting to pull away yet.
"I was scared to come tonight, but the big surprise Steve and Sam told me made me realize I was being stupid." Such a way with words, those two boys.
"I’m glad we’re going together. It’s my first Stark party."
"Peter never took you before?" He seemed shocked.
"I never was really that sociable. I only became friends with Ned and Peter through video games. So, I mostly spent time in front of a computer. I haven't even been to a nightclub before." God, she was so scared that Bucky was going to think she was naive or childish.
"No one took you dancing then? Sounds like a job for me." He smiled and held his arm out for her to take. Together, they started to walk toward the car. It was her first glimpse of the boys in suits and the girls in cocktail dresses. Of course, Jamie looked the best in his dark green suit, huh? She matched, too. What a surprise. She wondered how that had happened—what a coincidence.
Stark knew how to throw a party, but Avery wasn’t expecting the paparazzi outside. "The girl in green!" they shouted. They wanted to know her name. Avery was glad everyone just ignored them and didn’t respond. The girl in green? Really? She hoped that wouldn’t stick.
The drinks flowed, and she got to have some conversation with MJ finally. Ned was happy to be invited and even asked her to dance. She was so glad that her friends didn’t seem bothered by Bucky’s silent presence, even if, at first, it had made Peter stutter while introducing MJ and Ned.
Tony and Pepper seemed to dip in and out of each group. The night started to cool down. Even her friends left, and it was just Tony, Pepper, Wanda, Sam, and Steve. Of course, Jamie was still with her, too.
"SHALL WE PLAY A GAME?" Tony was a bit drunk, and that spelled trouble. However, so was Avery, and she liked trouble.
"Yes, I love games." She jumped and sat down on the couches where everyone else was. Bucky followed and just stood next to her.
"You guys play. I’m going to turn in for the night." Pepper got up to leave the room.
"Oh, come on," Tony waved, disappointed at her. "Well, your boy better not back out," he said, pointing toward Avery.
"Oh, my Jamie will play, won’t you, Sergeant?" She could see him visually tense up at her words.
"Looks like you’re already playing games," Sam laughed. "Be nice to our Bucky; he looks like his control might break any minute."
"I suppose that depends on what game we play." She looked toward Tony, expecting him to make a decision, but Wanda was the one who stood up.
"How about 'Never Have I Ever'? And I get to check if you’re actually telling the truth." Oh, this was going to be fun. So, simple rules: do a shot if you’ve done the thing from the statement.
"Okay, it was Tony’s plan in the first place. You start." She smiled. This would either get them all drunk or reveal some interesting information about the team. She wished Nat was here.
"Okay, never have I ever had sex?" Everyone took a shot. An easy one to start—no surprise. Virgins.
"Me next." It was Sam, standing up, drink already in hand. "Never have I ever been tied up or tied someone up during sex."
It wasn’t surprising. Only Sam and Tony took a shot. Bucky looked a bit uncomfortable, but he had moved to sit on the arm of the chair next to Avery. Next was Wanda.
"Never have I ever had a sexual fantasy about someone else in the room." Everyone stared at Avery and Bucky. So, Avery picked up a shot and downed it. Of course, she had had those kinds of thoughts about Bucky, even though he seemed to just want cuddles and kisses from her. Well, that’s what she thought until he took a shot too, getting cheers from Sam and Steve.
"I don’t believe it. How could we be the only ones? Wanda, check Sam; I’m sure he has a thing for my girl." Avery blushed; he called her his girl. He was also getting competitive with this game.
"Nope, Sam’s all clear." He stood up and took a bow at Wanda’s words.
"Right, never have I ever given or received oral in public?" Steve said, which seemed very specific and targeted, especially when Bucky was the only one to do a shot. Avery looked up at him, and he avoided eye contact. She was starting to get worried that her experience levels were going to be a bit different. She had sex before, but it wasn’t anything exciting or adventurous.
"My turn, never have I ever been in love?" Avery was definitely going to get everyone with that. Only she and Bucky didn’t take a shot.
"Bullshit, girl, you guys spend half the day making gooey eyes at each other and sleep in the same bed, and you expect us to believe you’re not in love?" Maybe Sam had a point, but it hadn’t even been a week yet, so it was kind of hard to know if she was in love.
"Do you want Tony to murder me, Sam?" Bucky spoke up. Oh, he was right. Tony looked so angry. The game might be over.
"You sleep in his bed? I should never have sent you. It’s been four days, and you’ve been taken advantage of!" Tony was mad, raising his hand, and part of his Iron Man suit attached itself to him.
"Wait, Tony, it’s fine." Avery stood between him and Bucky. "Nothing happened. I’m not being taken advantage of."
Tony didn’t look convinced. Wanda stood up and came to his side. "Stark, if I can forgive you, you can forgive him. Please." He looked at Wanda like he didn’t realize she had forgiven him.
"Fine, I’m still not happy though." Stark was stubborn as always, but at least he wasn’t trying to kill Jamie now.
The whole thing kind of killed the party and the game. Avery pulled Bucky to the side and asked if they could get a taxi home together instead of staying at the tower.
"I just think that maybe we should stay out of Tony’s way for a bit," Bucky nodded his head.
"Wait here, Doll, I’ll phone one and let Steve know we’re heading back to the base." Avery stood at the doorway waiting. She couldn’t help but feel stupid. Everyone’s questions had been sex-related; hers had just been basic. Everyone had been in a relationship with someone they had loved, except for her. Now, she realized Bucky too had missed out on that. Bucky came back, and wordlessly, they both walked out to the taxi. There were still a few paparazzi around, shouting “Sergeant” or “Girl in Green,” but they just ignored them.
Once in the taxi, Avery sat close to Bucky. He even placed his hand on her inner thigh. She could feel the warmth of him. Her core ached just thinking about how close they were to each other.
"So, what was with Steve’s 'Never Have I Ever'? That seemed targeted at you?" Bucky smirked, turning his head toward her. His lips were just an inch away from hers.
"Back in the '40s, I was a bit of a flirt." He leaned into her.
"And you never seem to make any kind of moves like that with me." She held her distance, still unsure of where this was going.
"Well, everyone assumed I was going to take advantage of you. I wanted to avoid that." Oh, so that’s why. It wasn’t that he didn’t want her, but the comments by Wanda and Tony had gotten to him. He didn’t want to pressure her.
"It’s not taking advantage of me if I want it too." She leaned in and closed the space, kissing him. It felt like it was going to pull them apart. His hand was practically up her dress now. The taxi came to a stop. With super-soldier speed, he unclipped the seatbelts and pulled her onto his lap. He opened the car door and somehow managed to carry her in. She had her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as he carried her inside. They didn’t even make it to the bedroom.
"Ever since I first met you Avery Jones, I wanted you like this." He had Avery on the countertop where Avery had been sitting when they first met. "Avery had those fucking legs out on display, called me Sergeant. I wanted Avery right there."
"Please, Sergeant, I need you now." Avery just couldn’t bear not having him next to them. Grinning, he slid his hand up Avery's skirt and pulled their underwear to the side. He ran his fingers up and down, teasing Avery before finally slipping inside. Avery moaned into his shoulder at the sensation.
"As much as you’d look amazing cumming on my fingers, I think our first time together should be in an actual bed." He was right; this was sexy and risky, but it wasn't exactly where Avery imagined their first time with him.
"If you can carry me, I’ll go anywhere with you." With that, he picked Avery up and kicked the bedroom door open, possibly breaking the hinge. He didn’t care—he had felt like he’d waited years to have Avery like this.
He placed Avery on the bed and started pulling his clothes off. It was a sight—kind of dark, just the glow of the hallway lights illuminating the room. But this man looked sculpted.
"You look beautiful in that dress, but I’ve been dreaming of you without it." As he spoke, Avery sat on the bed and started undoing the zipper at the back. Jamie moved toward Avery and began kissing their neck, slowly sliding the straps off their shoulders. Leaving the dress pooling at Avery's waist, they started to kiss him.
Torsos bare, skin pressed together, Avery just moaned into him. When he pulled away, Avery wanted to complain, but the sight of his head between their legs stopped them.
"Can I, Doll? I can stop whenever you want to, just let me know." Him asking for permission was so fucking hot. Avery nodded in response. "I need verbal consent, Doll."
"Yes, Jamie, please," Avery gasped. That was all it took. He pushed their thighs apart, kissing their legs, and finally reaching their core. Avery never thought they'd see him like this. His touch flicked at their clit, sending a spark of energy right through them. Avery moaned, louder than before, at the sensation.
"Oh, my girl. You’re so perfect," he murmured as his fingers slid inside. Avery's hips jerked up, and, just out of reflex, his metal arm moved to hold them down. "You’re so sensitive. Are you normally this wet, or is it my presence?"
Avery couldn’t bring themselves to answer. He was hitting the perfect spot inside them. They were getting close, feeling it building up.
"Jamie, I’m so close."
"Ask for permission, Doll," he demanded. It made Avery come apart at the edges.
"Fucksake, Jamie, can I please cum?" Avery pleaded, not sure if they could hold it off.
"Try again, Doll." He smirked. What did he want them to say? Then it hit Avery.
"Sergeant, can I cum?" The look in his eyes was hungry as soon as Avery spoke.
"Such a good girl. Cum for me." If his metal arm wasn't holding them in place, Avery would’ve been riding his hand by now. He could feel Avery's orgasm through his finger, imagining how great it would feel around his cock. Avery’s body went limp, but the aftershocks still pulsed through them.
"Do you want to sleep now, Doll?" What? He hadn’t done anything yet for himself? Avery was confused. They sat up and looked at him.
"But you haven’t… you know… yet." They knew they'd begged and moaned moments ago, but suddenly, Avery felt shy.
"I can deal with it, Doll. Don’t worry." But no, this wasn’t fair. Avery wanted him. They wanted to feel him. Confidence was needed, so Avery decided to go for it.
"Sergeant, let me help you. Let me return the favor." Avery lightly pushed him back onto the bed, and he let himself fall. Avery moved to straddle him, and in that moment, he placed his hand on their hips, rocking them so they were grinding on him. Avery could feel him sliding across their folds, and he felt bigger than they expected. Their legs were like jelly, unsure if they could ride him like that. So Avery thought of a new plan. "Please, Sergeant, I can’t. Please fuck me."
Suddenly, Avery was on their back, hands held above their head. He moved one of their legs over his shoulder. His hand played with their clit as he spoke, "All you had to do was ask, Doll. I’ve been dreaming about this. It’s been hard waking up beside you."
He lined himself up to them, pausing, looking into their eyes, giving them a moment to back out if they wanted. Avery just wanted him to move already. They let out a small whimper, and then he thrust into them. They felt full. Avery hadn’t realized they'd closed their eyes until they opened them to see his blue ones staring back at them. He leaned forward and fucked them with long, slow, deep motions. Avery had been with guys who thought hard and fast was the only way to go, but they were so wrong. Avery could feel every inch of him inside them.
"You’re taking me so well, Doll. Such a good girl for me." He was so close, and Avery wanted to lean up, but with one hand on their hip, holding them to him, and his metal arm around their wrist, still keeping their hands above their head, they couldn’t. "I’m close, Doll. Can I cum inside you?"
Avery wanted to say yes, to feel all of him, but instead, they kind of panicked and just said, "I’m not on birth control."
"It’s okay, Doll. That’s why I asked." Avery watched as he let go of their wrist and pulled out. Avery moaned at the loss of feeling. Looking at them, he wrapped his metal hand around his cock and started jerking off in front of them. It felt so naughty, like Avery wasn’t sure if they should be watching him like this.
"God, have I told you how beautiful you are?" His eyes looked up and down Avery’s body, then locked onto theirs.
"Thank you. Are you gonna cum for me, Sergeant?" Hearing Avery call him Sergeant tipped him over the edge, and he came all over Avery’s leg. For once, their super soldier looked tired.
Avery tried to get up to clean themselves, but their legs were still shaking. Before they knew it, Bucky had picked them up and placed them back on his bed.
"Wait here, Doll." He kissed Avery lightly before moving toward the bathroom. Avery could hear him running a bath, and he came back with a glass of water. "Thank you for trusting me."
"I’ve always trusted you." Avery felt like giggling. Sure, they'd had their moments of jealousy and pettiness, but for the most part, Avery liked being around Bucky.
"Even if it’s selfish, I’m not going to push you away anymore. Fuck what Stark thinks. I haven’t known you long, but it feels like my world revolves around you now." He wasn’t being selfish for wanting to keep Avery, because they wanted him too. But for right now, they’d settle for him not pushing them away anymore.
"I was so nervous coming here, but having you made me feel less homesick. I didn’t miss my old bed when I had you right next to me." He picked Avery up again and carried them to the bathroom.
"I’m glad I could be helpful to you. I’ll be back in a few moments." He left Avery in the bathroom, and they took the opportunity to quickly pee (because, even in fanfiction, you always pee after sex—it helps prevent UTIs). They got into the warm bath, which smelled like him—like thyme and rosemary. That meant Bucky must take a lot of bubble baths. Avery smiled, liking how they were learning small bits of his life.
When he came back, he didn’t join Avery in the bath but sat against the wall, and they chatted until the water cooled. When it did, he helped Avery wrap a towel around them. When they walked back to his room, they noticed he’d changed the bed sheets. He passed them a t-shirt of his, and they climbed into bed. He cuddled them close until Avery fell asleep.
"You know, I think I’ve decided, Doll," he whispered to them.
"Decided what?" Avery was unsure about what he meant.
"I think you will save me, not destroy me." He made Avery giggle. They had decided that on the first night they spent together.