Just A Bump

Your concerns had fallen on deaf ears, so here you were, you & your agents stood waiting for the demonstration by the man, the myth, the legend himself Sargent James Buchanan Barnes aka the pain in your professional backside. After the flag smashers he was assigned with you to train new recruits into the new & improved SHIELD. He excelled at bringing the ‘best of the best’ up to his standard & you both worked well together, bridging the gaps in each other’s teaching skills, your issue with him lay in his constant need to remind you of his superior rank & his brutish insistence on you calling him ‘Sir’.

Yes, you had fucked him, many times at this point & yes, the ‘Sir’ thing was a kink for you both, he loved the control & you loved to relinquish it but only when the promise of his Super Solider cock was at the end of it, not in front of the recruits, but he couldn’t help himself. He was a menace, constantly grabbing you & pulling you into various rooms without saying a word then relentlessly fucking you against the door, table, counter, or whatever surface was suitable that could take his strength full force.

You kept it professional in front of the cadets but there were so many times you had to choose between biting your tongue or shutting him up by dragging him somewhere private to sit on his face. If there was a function, you were both fucking in a closet or bathroom somewhere, most people knew, they figured it out fairly quickly once Sam had pointed out Bucky only ever attended when you said you would, & then you would both suspiciously disappear at the same time, you didn’t care they knew, you couldn’t stop them judging nor did you care to. 

You both could easily fall into a relationship with each other, but it wasn’t something either of you wanted right now after the mind fuck of being blipped & then re-emerging 5 years later minus some friends & missing everything about your old life, the unspoken arrangement between you both was enough. 

Bucky was used to losing big gaps of time in his overextended life, he didn’t feel the intense grief you had at everything you missed, so for him it was more about the loss of Steve & being overwhelmed by the complete freedom & control over his body, his eyes focused on you the day he accepted the position & he never needed to look elsewhere for his release, for you he was uncomplicated & always respectful even when fucking you to oblivion & back several times a week. 

With his usual swagger he walked into the training room having been to the evidence lock up to gather his ‘tools’, he looked so hot whenever he was leading a training session in his standard issue black tactical pants & far too tight a t-shirt, today was no exception. He was always so confident, powerful & completely dominant over his subordinates, they all looked at him with a mixture of fear & respect, you never commanded nearly as much as he did but, in that regard, you were willing to give him that superiority over you after his extensive field experience.

Approaching you with his customary cockiness his eyes raked up & down your body, he once told you whenever he saw you he was working out the most efficient way to strip you down to nothing once he got you alone & ever since you couldn’t help squirming & pressing your thighs together whenever he did it. 

‘Afternoon Major’ his deep growl of your rank somehow turned you on & irritated you all at once, he loved riling you up just to make it that much sweeter when you were begging him to pound you later on & no matter how hard you tried to not fall into the trap, you always did. 

You gritted your teeth in clear annoyance, ‘Sargent.’. He manoeuvred closer towards you, blocking your face from the sight of the agents currently taking their seats, your eyes were focused in front unwavering until he was towering over you, ‘At ease Major’ you very nearly broke a tooth from clenching your jaw so tight at the audacity of the man. Gently he lifted your chin with two fingers, with a devastatingly charming wink he whispered ‘relax frumoasa, just want you ready for me later.’, studying your expression until your jaw betrayed you by relaxing & you finally looked him in the eyes, ‘there she is’ his tongue darted along his lips as his eyes focused on yours. Before you could suggest that he cancel the training & find a meeting room he gently grasped the back of your neck & with a reassuring squeeze then turned to face his audience, leaving you in a hot horny mess. Menace.

‘Afternoon Ladies & Gentlemen, the Avengers initiative was created to stop world ending events from decimating public lives & I’m sure at some point in each of your bright futures you will be assisting with that fight, whilst we will focus on what that entails in your training, we have also been tasked with preparing you for the missions that are the bread & butter of your service; Undercover work.’

He spoke with such confidence, a complete 180 from the man you met after he had escaped Hydra, you had managed to compose yourself & joined at his side as he continued. ‘They can be the toughest missions, weeks, sometimes months pretending to be someone you’re not, away from your family & friends, you have a daily battle with your morals vs the mission & the decisions that you will ultimately make you have to reconcile every time you close your eyes at night. Then there’s the target & their wider operations that you will have infiltrate completely which will involve unscrupulous activities in order to maintain your cover. This particular training has been approved due to the increased number of shipments we have intercepted in recent months of a new super strength grade of cocaine originating in Columbia. Due to the size of the operation, we are thin on the ground so there is potential & this is to remain classified, for the right candidates to join the lower-level missions to infiltrate some well-known drug gangs to see if they are trying to push it & relay any intel, this could be critical training so pay attention.’

You could practically see each agent sit that bit straighter at his command, you couldn’t judge their eagerness to please the Super Solider, you weren’t immune, the last time he told you to sit up straight you practically cracked your back to take more of his cock down your throat as you obeyed him.

Dragging out the tucked in chair from the sterile metallic table he didn’t even attempt to stop the legs scraping along the floor setting everyone on edge right from the get go, you thought about the person tasked with equipping the training facilities, they left a lot to be desired in the aesthetic sense of the word decorating, but then again, they probably hadn’t had to peel their naked selves off the table surface after being railed on top of one by a Super Solider. Having replayed the absolute delight of that afternoon in your head you had missed Bucky sitting down & explaining how to set up, you caught him glancing at you, smirking, almost caressing the table like some sort of invitation after seeing that your mind had drifted & knowing exactly where it went.

Meticulously he began cutting & lining up a generous hit that a seasoned user would take, you were mesmerised by his hands, they were one of his best features, his long fingers were dexterous & nimble that could reach places you’d never experienced before, the vibranium hand was a newer development, now that he was comfortable using it for something other than survival. The first time he connected the cold metallic fingertips to your swollen overstimulated clit you moaned so loud he had to gag you with your soaked panties, it was like nothing you’d ever experienced, from there he only got more confident using it.

His low timbre brought you back into the room & out of yet another pleasurable memory, it was a wonder that you even got work done around him at times, ‘I’ll demonstrate from where you are all sat, then you can come closer to see the technique so when you do it in practice you’ll know how it will appear from each perspective.’

He turned his head towards you & you caught an unreadable twinkle in his eyes, an immediate sinking feeling in your guts told you this wasn’t going to go to plan. On one hand you wanted to take Bucky aside to find out what he was up to, but on the other, you kind of wanted to see it play out, before you got chance to speak up he took the choice away from you.

‘You just need to close your nostril when you go down, super simple, watch this.’ Bucky leant over the table & snorted a line, it was all gone, his plan was in motion & you could do nothing but watch.

‘Oooofffff that didn’t work at all, got a full snout full ooof’ he sniffed & spluttered whilst you rolled your eyes, one part of Bucky’s freedom he particularly enjoyed was having sex on various recreational drugs, they never lasted long in his system but if he did enough you knew you were in for the ride of your life.

His eyes were as wide as saucers as the super strength narcotic lit up his dopamine receptors, ‘Hold on, let me do it again, I’m a little rusty.’ 

He reached down to the holster permanently attached to his calf & grabbed his knife, somehow flipping it whilst throwing you a wink & twirling it into the bag, his hands were like lighting scooping up a mound of the coke & again snorting it all.

‘Oops nope that went straight up there.’

You shook your head at him whilst the recruits stifled their laughs, you wondered if he actually planned it this way or maybe he just saw an opportunity to let loose with you in the compound, instead of a bathroom in a club where it usually took place.

‘Oh boy I got more that time, Guys I’m telling you the fake snorting works.’ His hands were quicker than your eyes let alone your movements to try to stop him doing any more & he had another lot lined up ready to go.

‘Oh. I got so much that time’ he was on his feet straight at your side & you know you needed to act fast because the last time he had been on coke you were stripped of all clothes within seconds.

‘Ok everyone out, the trainings over for the day, if you ever need to do it make sure you have some crushed up vitamin b in a baggie & insist you like your own stuff & snort that. I’ll deal with Sargent Barnes. Dismissed’

The recruits began filing out of the room, as he began eyeing you up seductively, ‘It’s so hot, let me just take this off.’, you swallowed your laugh at his ridiculousness as he stripped the t-shirt off his chest with a ridiculous amount of sass & dropped his trousers immediately after, his eyes practically bulging trying to eye you up. 

‘Bucky, put your clothes back on please.’ You didn’t sound very commanding almost accepting defeat whilst admiring the view in front of you.

‘Don’t pretend you don’t want me to fuck you on this stuff, you should have some it’s amazing, you won’t be able to walk later honey that is a guarantee.’

‘We’re at work.’ He was stalking towards you as you stepped back away from him, usually you loved the cat & mouse game, but you needed to get him back in his room before someone saw him coked out of his face on company time.

‘Never stopped you riding my face last time we were in here Frumoasa.’

‘You weren’t off your tits that time Sargent.’

‘Oooh, I’ll be cumin’ on your tits in a second darlin’, can’t help yourself can you, calling me Sargent, fuck, I’m so hard come here.’ 

Giggling did nothing but encourage him & you scolded yourself for it. ‘No, Bucky I need you to behave for 5 minutes so I can give the drugs back to the lock up & then get you to your apartment before someone sees you.’

You could practically see the lightbulb go off in his head at what you had said, you caught his eyes darting from you to the bag of cocaine still sat on the table & then back to you.

Before you knew it, he was flying past you with a bag of drugs tucked under his arm like he was trying to score a last second touchdown to win the super bowl in nothing but a tight pair of boxer shorts showing every inch off his massive cock off to whomever he passed.

‘Buckkkkky, come here.’

‘Nope you gotta catch me darlin.’

He took off out the room & you had no choice but to grab his discarded clothes from the floor & follow him, if he really wanted to he could run off at Super Solider speed to evade your chase, so you knew he was playing games, you passed the shocked staff members in the hallways you were chasing him through, profusely apologising for Bucky’s exhibitionism whilst he shouted ‘don’t act like you’re not impressed.’.

‘Bucky enough, give me the bag.’

‘No darlin want to hear you begging.’

‘Jesus Bucky people can hear you, sorry about him’ you whizzed past one of the lab assistants who looked rather sheepish having seen the super solider in all his glory.

He raised his voice ‘I want them to hear, so they know who will be making you scream later. Hold on why are you chasing me? I should be chasing you.’ He came to an abrupt holt & turned on his heel to face you.

Fuck

You took off running in the opposite way uncontrollably laughing with the Super Solider close on your tail, he was toying with you as you darted down corridors trying to evade him. He’d get within arm’s reach, then let you get ahead again until you could feel him reach out that little bit further to grab your t-shirt, the momentum & his strong grip resulting in your t-shirt ripping clean off, you were running through the compound topless. Great.

‘Bucky you idiot, stop.’ Your laughing was probably sending the wrong message to him, but you couldn’t help it, it was such a ridiculous situation but one that turned you on more than you would care to admit, only the remaining dignity you were clinging on to was stopping you giving up so that he wouldn’t fuck you in a corridor.

‘I’ll stop when I get ya.’ He held out his hands like claws, nipping at you like a horny crab as he got closer.

You took a sharp left corner, weaving your way through the compound with one destination in mind pushing through the exhaustion of being chased by a super solider & the utter shame of being drawn into this chaos, thankfully you chose a nice bralette today & you were even more grateful it wasn’t see through but still, this was wildly unprofessional.

‘Don’t think I don’t know where you’re running to beautiful, I don’t want to go back to my apartment, I want to fuck you where everyone knows you’re mine.’ 

‘What in god’s name is going on?’

You both ground to a halt at the booming voice ahead of you in the narrow corridor, Bucky having caught up to you was instantly behind you pressing himself into you, snaking his arms around you, kissing up your neck whilst you tried to swat away his hands to cover yourself up.

Of course Director Fury would be standing there having heard reports of two of his most senior staff running around the compound after each other like children, you felt like you had been caught in the act by the head teacher.

‘I don’t like to repeat myself, what is going on?’

‘Sorry Sir, Sargent Barnes was leading some training with our recruits & demonstrating how to fake snort cocaine & has accidentally ingested some of the drugs.’ 

‘Some?’

‘All of it, it was all of it.’ Bucky bragged in an annoyingly adorable tone, who knew the guy with the staring problem could be so goofy, you elbowed him to try & get him to shut up incriminating himself further. ‘And don’t call him Sir, that’s what you call me.’  Your eyes went wide, Christ.

‘I am her superior just the same as you & she will address me as Sir.’ Bucky’s menacing stare was back, his jealously in overdrive that you would call someone other than him that, he moved his arm further up around your shoulders, claiming you.

‘Oh, I didn’t mean like that, you call him that too Frumoasa?’ he sounded like a wounded child & pouted, a real-life little pout on the former assassin’s face, it was almost cute if he weren’t being reprimanded & stood half hard in his boxers. 

‘Where are his clothes?’

‘He was hot so removed them’, 

He dipped his head in an attempt to speak quietly to you, ‘No I wasn’t, I was trying to fuck you’ you held up the discarded tactical pants & t-shirt, gesturing to Bucky to take but his mind was still hung up on you calling other people sir.

‘My Office now Sargent, you too Major.’ 

Fuck 

‘Take a seat.’ 

You had managed to help Bucky with his trousers & he made sure his t-shirt went over your head rather than his on the walk to Fury’s office, he managed to sneak in a toe-curling kiss behind the directors back when you whisper yelled that you only call him Sir in an attempt to stop him sulking.

‘So let me get this straight, two of my most senior trusted offices think it is acceptable to run around their workplace in their underwear high off a class A drug.’

‘No director Fury, I would never do that.’ You were seething with Bucky that he got you caught up in this mess.

‘Don’t lie, you did it off my dick once’ You would have usually loved this version of Bucky, free of all inhibitions & filter but in you bosses office wasn’t ideal.

‘SARGENT BARNES.’ Fury’s voice matched its namesake, you’d heard him talk staff down before, but he always kept his cool demeanour, you could tell he was livid.

‘What? It’s true, she was messy, so she had to lick off the rest.’ He playfully wiggled his eyebrows at you trying to get you to laugh, you were instead mentally packing up your apartment & finding a new job.

You clamped your hand over his mouth to stop any more confessions escaping with a firm ‘Shut up’ under your breath, he poked at it with his tongue, ‘Eww gross, don’t lick my hand’. 

‘Didn’t hear you complain’ darlin’ when I was licking your ...’ 

‘SARGENT BARNES, that’s enough out of you. Now, given your intoxicated state I will forget I heard about whatever tryst you two appear to have had.’ 

'Oh had, having, my girl gets it all the time, can't get enough. Wild stuff I’d never heard of before, isn't that right sweetheart. One time she let me ...' 

You cut him off again with a swift kick under the desk, humiliated would probably be the best way to describe how you were feeling at that point, although he could have given you a bad review, you tried to ignore the fluttering in your stomach of him referring to you as his girl. You loved his possessive side even if you weren’t an item, you were both clear there were no other people in either of your lives but his need to claim you turned you on more than you would care to admit. 

'I think with the salaciousness of Sargent Barnes’ current state you can be the one to keep him from a. doing any more drugs & b. not making even more of a fool out of himself. I am assuming this was an accident & hazard of the training, so no further action will be taken.’ 

‘Yesss, you’ve been ordered to stay with me, we can order pizza & fuck all night.’ You bit your lip to stop you from laughing, he was like a giddy child, not much of a punishment but you’d take it.

‘Dismissed, oh & Major … good luck.’

He was on his best behaviour during the walk to his apartment albeit slightly cocky with him being topless with his arm around your shoulders pulling you closer whenever you’d pass by a colleague with an impressive stare down if they were male.

By the time you had closed the door to his place he was on you, his lips tracing down your neck focusing his efforts at the bottom as you writhed around instantly flooded with arousal.

‘Bucky, where did you stash the drugs, don’t think I didn’t notice them not being confiscated by Fury.’ You attempted to cross your arms sternly so he would take you seriously but he just unwound them & slotted in against you.

He continued his assault on your skin marking you not quite as subtly as he usually did, ‘I love how clever you are Frumoasa. I thought we could take our fun to the next level.’

‘Fury ordered me to stop you taking any more.’

‘Didn’t say anything about you having some though.’ His hands were pulling you against his chest 1whenever you tried to pull back, caressing their way down to the top of your pants, ‘you look good wearing my clothes darlin but I’m gonna need you to take this off.’

His hands slid up underneath the t-shirt making sure to glide against your skin the contrast between flesh & metal covering you with goose bumps, the feel of his hands on you never got old, he was always so firm but never to the point of pain grabbing your tits, pinching your nipples through your bralette. You lifted your arms letting him remove the material leaving your back to his chest skin to skin, the heat he radiated was like nothing else, you loved him being pressed against you like this with his constant need to have his lips attached to your skin.

‘Come on just a little bump, have some fun. We have the whole apartment, we don’t have to rush, we can enjoy each other fully. ‘

Fuck it, you both seem to bring the carefree wild side out in each other, probably a bad thing but after everything that had happened it seemed pointless not to say yes at these moments, why be a bore when being bad with the beast of a man pressed against you was so fucking fun. Who needs the extra brain cells?

He watched you carefully as you logic’d your way out of your morals, he knew he could be a destructive influence on you, but you always had fun together & he wouldn’t ask you if he knew you were uncomfortable with anything he suggested. The only time he ever felt true freedom was when he was with you, he had been planning a road trip across country during some upcoming leave & he knew you’d be up for joining him, you couldn’t turn down the promise of a good time with him.

You nodded your head, if you didn’t say it out loud you weren’t breaking any rules, right? You could tell Bucky’s metabolism had burned through his earlier high & yet he was still buzzing with excitement at the prospect of you doing it with him. 

He twisted you around in his arms, efficiently stripping you down, further admiring the view in front of him before ravishing your mouth with his & pushing you against the cold reinforced steel door, he effortlessly picked you up & gently moved your legs to wrap around his waist.

His brute strength really shouldn’t impress you at this point, you worked with macho men daily but there was something about him that was different, he knew his power & always held back with you so not to hurt you & yes, may have shown off in front of the men when you were in his vicinity but when it was the two of you he was brutal in all the right ways, his thrusts were earth shattering but his fingers delicate & soft when it came to coaxing pleasure out of you.

Normally by this point he would have you impaled on his cock trying to frantically fuck you before someone caught you in the act, but you had all night & he was determined to put it to good use, first things first; get you on his wavelength.

As if out of nowhere the bag of coke had appeared in his hand, your eyes lit up in anticipation & a thrill ran up Bucky’s spine at you agreeing to do this with him. His eyes darted around the lounge looking for the right surface, they homed in on the coffee table at the ridiculous pointless tray he inherited with the place that held coasters he never used. Perfect.

He set down his stall, beckoning you over to him & without hesitation you were straddling him, practically humping him from the anticipation coursing through your veins, over your shoulder as you kissed down his neck keeping yourself occupied on his delicious stubble his hands were busy setting up.

‘Here, sweetheart, it’s ready for you.’

You could feel your heart race increasing, your mind surprisingly not protesting that you were doing something you might regret, Bucky would keep you safe no matter what so nothing too bad could happen. Right?

He moved the tray between you as you scootched back on his thighs to make room, tilting his head up as if he was saying ‘go ahead’ but he remained silent as he studied you dipping your head, closing one nostril & taking the line effortlessly, shooting your head up sniffing as strongly as you could.

‘Woooo’ you leaned back from the sheer rush & of course Bucky’s hand was holding your back to stop you toppling off his legs ‘fuck that’s strong.’, you were too busy enjoying the absolute chaos of your overstimulated mind to notice Bucky inhaling yet more of the stuff, not that you would care at that point.

Effortlessly he picked you, flipping you around in his arms so your bottom was pressed to his throbbing cock, you were suspended mid-air held by your waist as he gathered the drugs in the other hand & carried you through to the bedroom giggling, high as a kite pretending to walk in the air. 

You were unceremoniously thrown onto the bed & bent in half as Bucky ran his vibranium palm down your spine pushing you face down to the mattress leaving a trail of goose bumps in its wake, when he pulled away he was transfixed by your plump pussy on display, the cool air prickling your soaking folds, all adding to the thrill, ‘Line some up darlin, take a hit when I’m eating your pussy.’ 

You shuddered at the thought desperate for him at this point, writhing your hips trying to feel some kind of friction where you were needing it the most as you cut yourself a generous line ready. You looked over your shoulder at him where he stood licking his lips dying for a taste, ‘Touch me Bucky.’

‘If that’s what you want darlin’’ he smirked as you buried your face in a pillow waiting for the minute his mouth made contact, he lined his hand up & slapped your pussy, his cool metal finger connecting with your clit so sharply had you jolted forward moaning at the electric shock you felt spreading throughout your body.

‘You like that huh honey?’ Every word that he uttered sounded like a growl & it was sending you feral, you needed him to fuck you before you exploded.

You frantically nodded your head biting your lip as the sting subsided, ‘Again. Harder.’ You moaned it out, losing the cognitive function in the aftershock of pure pleasure.

He drew back his hand & added some extra force when he connected with you & you screamed out in pleasure. You were dripping & he couldn’t wait to lap it up, just one more slap & he would finally quench his thirst, he had to squeeze his cock it was hurting from being so fucking hard, only you could do this to him.

Bucky watched in wonder, three slaps was all it took for you to cum, pathetic really but with every nerve ending on fire from the drugs & the way his vibranium fingers felt against your clit you had climaxed the second the third slap connected, he immediately pulled you hips back, onto his mouth as he licked & lapped up your juices groaning against your folds as you continued to ride out your orgasm.

He then settled in & began swirling his tongue around your swollen tingling clit, sucking as you moaned louder than you ever had, free of the need to be quiet in whatever cupboard you found yourselves in. 

‘God your soaking sweetheart.’

‘Feels fucking amazing, don’t stop.’ You could already feel your body climbing higher grinding your hips against his face, the stubble stinging your swollen pussy whilst his soft tongue soothed the ache building within you.

‘Fuck you taste so good darlin’, go on be a good girl, take a hit.’ He somehow spoke without relenting the pleasure he was imparting using his fingers in lieu of his mouth then straight back to it. He eased his grip on you so you could reach for the tray with the lines you had set up & timing it perfectly Bucky double downed on his efforts as you inhaled.

It hit you all at once, complete euphoria as the pressure building from his mouth & fingers slammed into the high you were currently in the midst of & you climaxed harder than you ever had, he switched his fingers out to work your clit & in a split second without you feeling a moment of emptiness Bucky finally pushed his aching cock deep in your pussy. It was a complete sensory explosion, your head fell forward, almost headbutting the tray still in front of you, your vision turned white, uncontrollable moans escaped you until the feeling bubbled over resulting in you squirting everywhere.

‘Fuck, you’re soaking me. My dick feel that good huh? Fuck that’s so hot.’

‘Yes, fu..fuck … harder Bucky.

His vibranium hand smacked your behind & your pussy fluttered around him at the sensation. ‘That’s not my name.’

‘Harder sir. Gimme everything you have. Need it’ 

He twisted your hair around his hand & brought your whole body up against his back, his lips attacking your neck & his vibranium hand playing with your overstimulated clit.

‘Fuck, I love fucking this pussy. So fucking good to me.’ You could only whimper against him as he pounded you senseless.  ‘you call anyone else Sir?’

‘Only you.’

‘Who’s are you?’ 

You were gasping as he slammed into you, hitting every spot along the way loving his possessive side, ‘Yours sir, all yours’

‘Yes, all fucking mine, this pussy is mine,’ he circled your clit with the cool metal tip of his finger, ‘this mouth is mine too’ his tongue connected with yours in a ferocious kiss.

He relinquished his grip & put some space in between your bodies, tracing his fingers down your side, pushing you to the mattress again, you felt him spit then circle your tight hole with his finger before slowly inserting it. ‘This too sweetheart, all mine to fill.’ The sensation was like nothing you had ever felt, you clamped down on his cock at the thought of having him there for the first time. 

‘Oh you like the idea of me filling you up, filling up this tight little hole with my big fat cock too. Tell me you want it.’

‘Ye-yes sir, I want it.’

‘Want you to fill me up … everywhere please.’ You were desperate for another orgasm as his hips thrust brutally into you, him slowly adding another finger into you stretching you deliciously.

‘When I’m done with you my cum is going to be dripping out of every hole’ you clenched around him at the thought, knowing he meant every word, the image was all you needed to hurtle to another mind-altering climax.

‘fuccckkk your so tight darlin, gonna cum for you. Fill you up.’ His hips in a state of frenzy trying to relish in the feeling of your pussy strangling the life out of his cock, you felt like a rag doll, all muscle & bone reduced to jello as he relentlessly pounded your pussy.

‘Such. A. Good. Fucking. Girl.’ Each word punctuated with a seismic thrust as he reached his peak, filling you as promised with ropes of his cum, fucking it into you groaning in your ear until his hips stilled & he collapsed onto you.

Your bodies were completely wrecked but mind’s still buzzing with endorphins as you lay together breathless, sweetly smiling between Bucky pressing tender kisses along your shoulder & whispering sweet nothings into your ear planning what he was going to do to you next. ‘My perfect filthy girl.’