Chapter Elven
Bucky woke that morning with a gasp, the hammering of his phone vibrating against the night stand.
“No-nurgh, toooo early” Bucky whines, squinting his eyes at the sunlight streaming through the curtains. “Turn it off” Steve’s drowsy voice snapped behind him, Bucky reached out to grab his phone but Steve got there first, leaning over Bucky’s small frame, he grabbed the phone turning it off. His body hovering above Bucky’s, Bucky looked up at him, seeing his muscles tense under his inked skin, smelling the faint aroma of his Armani cologne from yesterday. He growled, falling back onto the bed, letting his arms fall over Bucky, he buried his face in his neck, arms tightening around his waist. His hand resting both comfortably and warningly on Bucky’s bruised ass.
Bucky couldn’t help but smile. “Puppy?” He mutters into Bucky’s skin. “Yeah?” he whispered back, not wanting to move. “Daddy wants his coffee” He yawns, pulling him tighter. Bucky rolled his eyes smiling. Yeah he’s forgiven me. “Well if Daddy wants coffee, then Daddy has to let me go”
“No. I will never let you go” He mutters, Bucky’s heart raced at his words and laughed. “No to coffee? I never thought I’d see the day”
“Fine” He admitted in defeat, “Get to it puppy, If I have to come get you, you won’t like what happens”
“Yes Daddy” Bucky smiles slipping out of his grip, he grabs his phone making his way down stairs not bothering with clothes. Had he seriously forgiven Bucky? He held a grudge like a nun holds her virginity. Bucky wasn’t about to question it.
Bucky turned his phone on as he skipped down the stairs, purposely ignoring the cellar door in the corner of his eye. He drew his attention back to his phone. It wasn’t an alarm that had woken him, it was a missed call from Nat. Bucky put the phone to his ear and listened, feeling giddy that he had his boyfriend back and a best friend to share everything with.
‘Bucky it’s Tasha. I’m guessing you’re either dead or riding that blond clown so, I’ll give you till noon, then I'll come over to check if you're alive. Yes, I did install a tracker on your phone, you’ll thank me for it in the long run. I got some news for ya, so wine and gossip at mine at three? Text to confirm. Later, Yasha”
Bucky smiled stupidly at his voicemail, sending off a quick text.
‘Hey red, ‘M alive! Let me ask Daddy if I can come over. Love ya’
Bucky could already feel Tasha’s eye roll at his response. He dashed to the kitchen to make coffee, quickly making his way back upstairs being greeted by the sight of Steve spread across his side of the bed.
“I come bearing gifts” He beams. “Cutting it close, puppy”
Bucky handed him his coffee, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Daddy?”
“Yes”. Steve sipped on the piping hot beverage. “I know you’re still mad at me, but can I go out today? Around three ish?” He bit his lip in anticipation for his answer, Steve was either gonna go ape shit or guilt trip him. “Why?” He asks in a suspicious tone. No point in lying “I arranged to meet a friend”
“Natasha Romanov?”
“How did you-”
“I know everything” He said deadpan, “I thought you would have realized that by now?”
“Jesus Christ, you have me followed or somethin’?”
“Yes' ' Steve's eyes met his. “Oh” Bucky was definitely not expecting that, but at the same time it didn’t surprise him at all, Steve’s a very possessive man.
Steve didn’t really have him followed, he had caught a glimpse of the caller ID on his phone earlier, “Meet her at a spinster knitting circle or somethin’?” He asks seriously, “No, I uhm, I blocked her in with my car when I went shopping”
“Bet she loved that” Steve chuckles
“Not so much at first but she’s alright now. We’re getting off topic here” Bucky stated, “Can I go meet her or not?”
“No. You’re still suspended” Steve said getting up from the bed, headed towards the en-suite. “What!” Bucky screeches racing after him. “You hafta be fuckin’ kiddin’ me!” Bucky yells “After everything that happened, you’re still putin’ me on house arrest!”
Steve turned to face him, “Watch it Puppy” He warns “Especially after everything that’s happened, you can’t be trusted Bucky. You still haven’t learned your lesson so, I’m extendin’ your punishment”
“But you- You said I was on parole!”
“That was before you let another man shove his tongue down your throat” He yells back, “Technically it was after!” Bucky let slip, oh fuck, oh shit, oh fuck shit fuck shit fuck cakes!
Steve backhand’s Bucky in the mouth, slamming him into the bathroom door by his collared throat. “You just proved my point Puppy”, Bucky gives him a teary eyed look “You gon’ use that against me everytime we fight?” Bucky bitches “I said I was sorry”
“Damn right I am, you always bring up the fact that I pushed you into a vat of chemicals, that I may, or may not have whored you out to Tony” Steve winced at the last part, “I have my own leverage, so get used to it Puppy”. Bucky let out a frustrated growl, Steve was right, the brunette always pulled the pity card whenever they argued. “Fine, you win”
Steve leaned down, his lips hovering over his, he looked into his eyes. “I always do”. “Not always” Bucky pressed his lips onto his biting into his bottom lip, dragging it forward before releasing it. He pulled away, turning to strut towards the bed shaking his still bruised ass on his way, leaving Steve there wanting more. The blond stared after him, watching the way his hips swayed when he walked. Bucky could feel his eyes on him, he turned his head over his shoulder, “See something ya like, Sugar?” He mocked. “Don’t call me sugar” He snapped, slightly embarrassed that he had caught him checking him out. “But you’re always so sweet” Bucky mused, strutting away again.
“Brat.” Steve rolled his eyes smiling, walking into the bathroom to fire up a cold shower, his toy was still on suspension after all.
Bucky sat back down on the bed pouting, he reluctantly pulled out his phone to cancel his plans with Nat. “Hey Red, It’s Bucks”
“Hey hun, what’s up?” Bucky bit his lip knowing the answer he was about to give wasn’t going to be the one she wanted to hear. “About that…”
“Bucky” Tasha warned “Don’t you dare”
“It’s just-”
“No Yasha! You can’t let him rule your life”
Bucky could almost feel the spit fly over the end of the receiver, “He isn’t, It’s just, well I’m kinda suspended”. “Suspended! What are you five years old! You don’t have to answer to him, he’s not your father!” Tasha shouts. “He’s not my father, Nat, but he is my Dadd-”
“Don’t say it! I just had breakfast and I’d prefer to keep my food down”
Bucky laughed, “Alright, I’ll stop”
“Good. I’m coming over, I ain’t letting that man rule your life! I’ll be over in five” She said, Bucky could hear the clinking of car keys in the background. “No Talia, please don’t I-” The line clicks dead. “Fuck” Bucky curses rushing to the bathroom peaking his head around the door, Steve was running soap over his chest. Bucky drooled a little at the sight of him. He calculated in his head, he had enough time to get rid of Natasha, dash back upstairs and tease the fuck out of Steve until he gave up the goods. Bucky was broken out of his thoughts when he heard banging on the front door, he whined. “Why do I always get cock blocked”
The banging increased, Nat was never quite known for her patience. “Hold your tits, ‘M comin’” Bucky bitches swinging the door open. “Wouldn’t you love to see my tits, Bitch” Nat smirked, taking in Bucky’s appearance. His pink and blue hair was matted and tousled, the oversized Tyga tee hanging off one shoulder, exposing his bruised throat and collar from the night before. “Bucky,” She gasps, extending her hand to touch the purple finger shaped marks on his skin, Bucky batted her hand away. “Talia, I told you not to come over, I was about to get dicked”
Nat completely ignored his rather crude comment. “Did he do this to you?” she asked, scanning his body for any more marks. “Nah, my fuckin’ imaginary friend did it” he mutters not meeting her eye. “I’m gonna fucking kill him!” The red head pushed the super soldier out of the way, searching the ground floor for the blond. Bucky grabbed her forearm, “No, Red please, things are just startin’ to get back to normal for us. Just leave it”
“Back to normal! You call the marks on your neck back to normal?” She glares. “Please just calm down, this is nothin’ compared to-” Shut up Bucky!
“What!?”
“Don’t act so fuckin’ shocked Natasha, you knew he hit me before we even met. Just calm down, I’ll get you some coffee” Bucky rolls his eyes in a silent plea, seeing her fist clench and unclench at her side. “If I see him, I’m punching him” Nat warned. “Just fuckin’ chill, okay?”
Bucky guided her to the lounge, sitting her on the couch. After his shower Steve usually went to the kitchen for his second cup of coffee and then to his office, so hiding Nat in the lounge was a safe bet. After a while Bucky returned with two cups of coffee, all this caffeine was definitely not gonna end well for him.
“Thanks” Nat muttered, taking the mug from him. “Don’t be angry Nat, I know you’re concerned but everything’s fine now.” Bucky placed his flesh hand on her shoulder. “Really? That bruise states otherwise”
Bucky sighed, She’s never letting this go. “Talia, listen. I don’t mean to sound like a bitch, but Im gon’ sound like a bitch. Yeah he hits me, sometimes it hurts like a motherbitch but, that’s our relationship. You’ll see me with cuts and bruises that he’s caused, and you’ll see him with bruises and cuts that I’ve caused. It’s gonna happen, we ain’t a normal couple. I can take it, Talia. I took it and dished it as a regular human, I sure as shit can take it and dish it as a super soldier.” Bucky takes a sip of his coffee, “Don’t take this the wrong way, if you can’t accept him then you can’t accept me. We’re a package deal”
Natalia nodded her head, “I don’t like it Yasha, but I understand. If that fucker ever and I mean ever, beats you so bad that your serum can’t fix within the day, then I will kill him” She reached out touching Bucky’s bruise. “I promise you that, Yasha”
“He won’t” Bucky smiles, Nat shook her head smiling “I’m assuming the dress I provided is gonna need to be burned?”
“Well” Bucky let out a breathless chuckle “I never thought I’d be a dress and skirt boy but it was kinda cute I ain’t even gon’ lie” He giggles “It did and it didn’t, It didn’t go unnoticed, a little like the kiss”
“Shit Buck, what happened?” Nat leaned in closer, preparing herself for the gory details. Bucky didn't disappoint. “Then he carried me upstairs, like a proper gentleman,” Bucky sat back a grin on his lips, “Was gruesome but strangely romantic”
“You’re a sick bitch, in no way is that romantic”
“I didn’t even mention the kinky shit that happened with Daddy after my shower” Bucky winked shifting a little on his sore ass. “Seriously Bucky, stop. I genuinely feel nauseous.” Tasha looked at him sternly, She set her mug down taking Bucky’s mix matched hands in hers. “I’m not here for girl talk exactly, I have something to tell you, something you need to know”
“Nat, you’re scaring me”
“It’s okay, everything will be fine” She patte Bucky’s knuckles. “I’ve got your back, even if that clown doesn’t”
“Spit it out, Romanov!” Bucky stresses, “It’s about Pierce”
Bucky’s heart drops to his asshole, “What about Pierce”
“Well, promise you won’t freak out. It’s-”
“Puppy!” Steve shouts from upstairs, making both Bucky and Nat jump. Before Bucky could even register what Natasha was going to say, or even what his Daddy wanted, he heard his heavy footsteps hammer down the stairs.