New home.
You must have lost consciousness after that because what happens next feels like a dream or better say nightmare.
Your legs give out but Bucky is fast to catch you before you fall and toss you over his shoulder. This man must be really, like really strong… He moves around like you weight nothing. He says something to Steve about your car before he takes his leave with you. It’s so dark outside you can’t see anything and the only thing that keeps you barely awake is his big strides that rock your body. You hear a few metallic sounds and soon you are being tossed in a large car seat. Next, the man is leaning close to you, to secure the safety belt around your limb body.
Great! Because dying during the ride probably isn’t good enough for him. He wants to take his time with you, torturing you before he finally decides to kill you…
The thought scares you so much and it’s the last thing your exhausted brain needs to completely surrender into darkness.
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You wake with a startle. You’re still in his car but you are not moving. Holding you head higher you see a house and nothing more… Everything else around you is pitch black, not a single light except of the few stars in the sky. Your body tenses up some more and you try to sit straighter. When the fog in your eyes clears a little you can spot a few trees surrounding the place and you can easily guess that you must be in some kind of forest or something… Last time you’ve checked you where in the middle of the fucking desert so how long have you been out?
A rustling noise catches your attention and you snap your head at the direction it came from.
And there he is… Slowly approaching you…
You want to scream but you’re so scared that no sound leaves your mouth. He’s wearing total black so the only thing that sticks out in the dark is his pale complexion and his bright blue eyes. He looks so out of this word that momentarily you forget your fear and you just admire that magnificent creature who’s stalking towards you. But the moment you hear the car door open you shriek in terror and start kicking your legs at him frantically.
You’re almost certain that he’s going to manhandle you like before but this time he doesn’t attempt to stop you or touch you. He just waits there patiently for you to wear yourself down.
When this eventually happens and you stop your thrashing and screaming, he tilts his head like he’s inspecting you. You must be a hell of a spectacle; wild tangled hair, puffy eyes, shallow ragged breaths.
For a long, torturous moment neither of you speak, you just gazing each other till he extends a hand at you and orders.
“Come, let’s get you cleaned.”
Your stomach drops and you feel like he’s talking to his dog but you can’t help but notice that his tone is very different than before. Now he sounds calm and relaxed and not at all angry anymore. You wonder why… Is this some kind of a sick game he wants to play with you? Make you feel safe and strike when you let your guards down?
You must look at him very suspiciously because he lets out a tired sigh and steps back.
“Look doll, everything’s ok! I’m not gonna hurt you…yet.”
His statement is so ridiculously outraging that a strange sound, something between a laugh and a cry, leaves your mouth. Seriously is this his best line to calm you down and make you trust him?
Bucky knows what’s going on inside your mind because he licks his lips for a moment, still regarding you before he speaks again.
“What I’m trying to say here doll is that I’m no longer mad at you.”
He gives you a meaningful look.
“And if you’re a smart girl you’ll use this to your advance.”
You are so overwhelmed that you’re still staring at him not even blinking.
Is this man seriously so stupid and delusional to believe even for a split second that you could ever want anything from him?
He has already manhandled you twice by now, he has humiliated you, abducted you and terrorized you and now he decides to offer you the pipe of peace?
Bucky sees it when the fear in your eyes transforms into pure white wrath and he can’t honestly tell if he’s too excited for another round of fighting with you or extremely agitated that once more you’ve chosen to ignore a direct command from him.
His stance becomes more authoritative and he gives you one last chance to comply.
“Doll… I would be very careful if I were you…”
You see red. You’d rather die right here and now than ever be grateful to that bastard.
Bucky sighs again and shakes his head like he’s dealing with an insufferable child.
During the long drive here, Bucky has decided that maybe he doesn’t have to be too cruel with you. He had watched how peacefully you were sleeping next to him and that has somehow managed to calm him down. He still desires you of course but he decides that he doesn't wish to scare or punish you this time.
Bucky is a skilled hunter and fuck him if he doesn’t know how to approach a frightened wounded animal. And that’s exactly what you are right now; his little frightened bunny.. Yeah, he can take his time with you, no rush! After all, you’re his!
And he even feels generous enough to totally forget that you’ve dared to raise a hand on him. He knows how intimidating he can be from time to time and for your defense you were really scared before… You just did what any normal person would; fight for your life. Yes, he could respect that. He would have done the same if he was in that same position as you. You are a little fighter and at some level he admires that.
The moment he parks his car, Bucky smiles to himself, watching you resting peacefully next to him and leaves you to go inside and run a hot bath for you. You'll be awake soon and he wants you relaxed and clean before he sits you down and have a talk with you about what is expected from you from now on…
You look like a smart girl… An academic, a linguist you’ve said. His clever girl! Hmm… you won’t have much trouble then to adapt in this new life or learn how to follow his rules.
He comes back, happy to see that you’re finally awake. He’s even patient during your little tantrum, it’s expected after all and you look so incredibly sexy thrashing your body like that. He’s going to give you time to let it out of your system. Plus you really look at him like a scarred little bunny and the only thing he wants right now is to soothe your fear.
He’s trying to reassure you that you don’t need to be afraid of him and he even feels playful enough to make a little joke. But you don’t seem to appreciate his light mood much.
Your eyes widen in shock and you look at him like he’s crazy. He doesn’t appreciate that, especially when he has been nothing but patient with you. Ok, you don’t know him yet or how swiftly his mood can change so he chooses to give you a light warning… You’re his smart girl after all.
But the results are the opposite from what he expects and he witnesses as your fear transforms into shock and from there into pure rage. His brows furrow and he licks his lips.
Well, if you prefer it this way he isn’t going to stop you… After all, Bucky is always up for a good fight. Maybe his decision to go easy on you was wrong and you need a firm hand to make you realize what’s best for you!
You glance up at him once last time before you jump out of that car, ready to attack him (and damn him if you’re not hot as hell). Bucky almost feels thankful that you’ve decided to challenge him.
His only problem again is his erection that returns painfully hard and even more demanding than before. Well, if you want so desperately to find yourself beneath him once more, then Bucky is more than happy with that. Actually, he craves it because nothing is going to save you from him this time.
But as all those stimulating thoughts cross his mind, you choose to make a dick move that Bucky doesn’t expect.
Swift as the wind you bend and gather some dirt in your fist; Bucky has no time to react as you throw it on him, momentarily blinding him completely.
He curses out loud and rubs his eyes with the back of his hand when he feels a searing pain between his legs that makes him drop on his knees. He groans again more from frustration rather than pain and he tries to open his eyes.
You’re looking down at him and your eyes lock for a brief moment and what you see in them makes you shriek in fear.
“I better not catch you, doll”
His ominous threat is enough to make you turn your back at him and start running. And Bucky curses again… And just when he’s thought that you were smart enough, you choose to do something so stupid like that…
Anger starts building inside him…. Not because your little display of bravery but because you’re stupid enough to think that you could survive out there on your own… And now he has to rescue you for certain death… He just hopes it isn’t too late when he finds you.
And Bucky isn’t wrong; the moment you start running you regret your decision immediately.
Branches and sticks scratch and cut your bare arms and legs as you try to find your way in the darkness, seeing absolutely nothing and there are several times you bump into some tree or rock. Your body is aching and every while you have to stop to untangle your long hair from small branches.
But the need to escape this man and this place fills you with a determination you have never felt before so you push yourself to keep going, ignoring the pain and the fear.
You’re wandering out there for some time and you pray that he has finally lost track of you when the worst possible scenario happens…
You take a moment to look over your shoulder, trying to catch any movement or sound coming from him and you don’t pay much attention to what is in front of you… When you do, it's too late…
You feel the ground disappears beneath your feet and for a long moment you’re falling only to land directly on your right ankle so hard you hear a loud crack and the pain blinds you completely. You don’t want to but you can’t contain your loud sobs and cries from spilling out your mouth. The pain is excruciating…
Yes, you have chosen death before but in your mind it was a quicker, more merciful death… This sucks! You don’t want to die from shock or immense pain… This is too much! Why fate is so cruel to you?!
You don’t know for how long you cry and scream but you have never felt a pain like this in your life before.
You can’t move or think or do anything at all; the pain numbs your senses completely. Soon your throat feels so sore that your every breath is torture and you’re heaving. So you rest your head back on the moist ground and cry silently…
God, how much more you have to endure in just one day?!
You’re so caught up in your inner misery that you don’t even notice the silent figure that kneels beside you. Neither you pay any attention at the rough hand that gently strokes your dump hair out of your face.
You’re sweating and your eyes roll back but abruptly you come back to reality when his other hand tries to examine the damage on your leg. You let out a loud whine and snap your eyes open.
Everything is a blur…
The only thing you can see in your haze is his insanely beautiful eyes that once again stick out and you know he’s found you… But you just don’t care anymore… Anything is better than the pain you’re experiencing right now; even him!
You hand fists in his dark T-shirt and you beg out of breath.
“Please… Please help me. It hurts so much…”
His deep voice thunders in your ear.
“Hush doll, I got you.”
He doesn’t speak again after that but you can feel his hands snake beneath you, lifting you up and keeping you close to his body. He’s so warm that you can’t help but snuggle closer and for a reason you can’t explain you feel safe in his arms.
In less than five minutes you’re back in his house and you realize how stupid you must look, going in circles in that forest all this time. His strong leg kicks the door open and he leads both of you straight to his bedroom where his places you carefully on his bed.
He leaves you there and disappears for a split second to go and grab some ice for your swollen foot.
You hiss in pure agony the moment he presses it on your wounded leg but you manage to keep perfectly still.
“Good girl!” He praises you and that makes your heart skip a few beats. As for Bucky, he doesn’t miss how your eyes flutter at his words and that pleases him beyond words… He should remember that on the future…
Suddenly you feel the need to thank him but at the last minute you bite your tongue to stop yourself from doing so. Instead you focus your gaze at the wall behind him, daring to steal only a few glances at his direction. He isn’t looking at you currently, it seems like all his focus is to find a way to soothe your pain. And you have to admit that he does a pretty good job with that… After a while the pain becomes more bearable and you start relaxing again.
Only when he’s certain that your ankle has stopped swelling, he lifts his eyes on yours and your heart jumps a little in your chest… His blue orbs are now two narrow holes, staring down at you accusingly.
“That was pretty stupid, doll!”
You can do nothing more than lay there in his soft mattress and take whatever he has in store for you… But instead of feeling helpless, you feel irritated again… This man has some nerve, daring to turn the blame on you…
“It’s all you fault!” You hiss heatedly at him.
And to your surprise, Bucky laughs. You look at him and you’re taken aback of how beautiful he looks when he doesn’t have that sour frown in his face all the time.
He moves his body and the mattress dips as he comes to sit next to your upper body. You feel lightheaded again, especially when he leans in to whisper.
“Ya know… I’m still extremely pissed with you, doll… But I have to give it to you, you’re brave… Braver than most men I know. Stupid… but brave.”
You can’t decide if you like his compliment or not, your brain doesn’t function at the moment… Maybe because you’re too busy admiring his pretty face, especially when he sits so close next to you.
Bucky sees the way you’re watching him and he grins at you.
“See something you like doll?”
All your pain forgotten and your blush is so deep that makes him chuckle and his eyes sparkle in delight.
You almost moan at the sight until you hear your inner voice screaming at you…
Ok, y/n, snap out of this now. You are not a horny teenager anymore to be smitten by a man like him; especially after all he’s done to you.
You cough a little to help you clear your mind and your sore throat and you ask him with husky voice.
“What is going to happen to me?”
Bucky regards you silently for a few seconds through half closed eyelids till you start fidgeting a little.
“Everything in time sweetheart. For now let’s see what damage your stupidity has caused to your poor leg.”
You hate that pet name… It reminds you of that other guy, Steve… For a reason you can’t explain between those two you prefer Bucky… Yes he’s gruff and brooding but somehow you feel safer with him.
Your throat really hurts when you hiss.
“Don’t call me that!”
He raises a brow at you playfully.
“What? Stupid?”
Your pout makes him laugh again… And you have to look away because you don’t want to ogle at his face again.
“Sweetheart… I don’t like to be called that.”
Again he has this look like he’s trying to read you.
“You don’t seem to have a problem every time I call you doll.”
Still you’re refusing to look straight into his blue orbs.
“Doll is fine.”
You can tell the amusement in his voice. The asshole is teasing you.
“And sweetheart is not?”
You huff annoyed.
“It reminds me of your creepy friend.”
Bucky hums but says nothing more. For a moment both of you just stay there in silence…
Until Bucky decides that it’s perfectly fine to start checking you out shamelessly… And he does it soooo openly that soon the only thing you want is to dig a deep hole and disappear from sight forever… God! Does this man have no shame?
You turn your head a little, trying your best to ignore him and look anywhere but him…And soon, as predicted, your cheeks burn so fucking hot and you start fidgeting… Your reaction only makes him grin wider at you. Oh, this intolerable asshole! How would you love to punch him right in the face!
You are about to scold him and ask him to stop what he’s doing but… the moment you turn to face him the words get stuck in your throat. Bucky has that look on his face, like he is…smitten by you… And you feel heat gathering in your lower body… Ok now seriously, he has to stop looking at you like this!
You try to regain your composure and sit a little straighter when the pain attacks you again and you cry in agony.
Bucky curses and stands from where he was leaning beside you. He now bends next to your bruised and swollen ankle to inspect the damage.
“It’s not broken…” He says after a while.“But you have a really nasty sprain…”
You don’t say anything and chew your lip anxiously.
“Doll I have to touch it to see how bad it is.”
You draw a shaky breath and nod.
“O…ok…”
His hand touches your skin lightly, it isn’t much but it makes you hiss. Bucky eyes are glued to you.
“Ok doll?”
You nod again, more frantically this time and you try to swallow down all your cries of pain.
His hand presses just a bit harder and you shut your eyes close. If you have left them open you would have seen the concerned look on Bucky’s face.
“Just a little more doll.”
You stay still as his other hand goes beneath your leg and carefully he tries to lift it. And just when it becomes too much he places your foot gently in a soft pillow and sighs.
“It’s bad. It will take time to heal.”
He put ice on it once more and taking one of your hands he instructs you.
“Here press it there while I clean the rest of your cuts.”
The rest of your cuts?
And that’s when you notice that your arms and legs are full of small, red cuts.
Bucky’s watching how you stare at your body in pure shock his first impulsion is to scold you but then again you look so pale and exhausted so he decides against it.
“Hey doll, don’t pass out on me again… One time is enough for tonight…”
You just can’t help the sharp comment that leaves your mouth.
“Yeah… Why should I? After all, it’s an everyday thing from me to get attacked by two strangers.”
His eyes are piercing yours.
“I don’t like sarcasm…”
You feel brave enough to push your luck some more.
“And I don’t like being held against my will.. But we can’t always get what we want! Right?”
Bucky gifts you with his death stare again. Wow, you can work him up really easily or is this just the way he is around everyone?
“Hmm we’re feeling brave again I see… Maybe I should remind you of the way you’ve begged for my help less than twenty minutes ago?”
The asshole has a point but you refuse to back down.
“And maybe I should remind you once more whose fault was that…”
Bucky drops the hand he’s examining for cuts and dares you with his eyes.
“Yes sweetheart, maybe you should! ”
It’s your turn now to narrow your eyes at him. The fucker’s trying to intimidate you. You open your mouth, ignoring the small voice in your head that begs you to shut up.
You lift your jaw haughty before you spit.
“Yours, Bucky!”
Even though you say his name mockingly in an attempt to provoke him, for an unexplained reason Bucky just can’t be mad at you… He knows pretty damned well that you’re trying to piss him off and he still doesn’t like it but…
The only thing he can think about is his name on your lips and how it sounded… It’s the first time he hears you call him by his name and Bucky finds it so fucking hot. Until that time he wasn’t even sure if you knew what his name was.
His upper body leans closer again… Much closer than before, making you to fall back.
Ice, pain and swollen ankle all forgotten at once.
“Sooner or later we have to do something about that bratty attitude, doll…”
It’s not what he says but the way he says it, that steal your breath away. How is it even possible a threat coming from this man’s mouth to sound so fucking erotic in your ears?
And again your deep crimson blush gives your thoughts away except this time his eyes don’t glint with amusement like before but with something else; something so much darker.
His hungry stare is fixed on your parted lips now as he drops his face even closer to yours, stopping only centimeters away from your face. The tension between the two of you is so thick that you close your eyes momentarily to steady your breathing.
Meanwhile Bucky is watching in astonishment how the blush on your beautiful face spreads lower below in your cleavage and if it wasn’t for your wounded leg he would have lost it completely by now.
He too is a little out of breath and his voice drops a few octaves.
“Would you like that doll, huh?”
You do the mistake to lift your eyelids to answer him but the words get caught in your throat. The sight of his sinfully beautiful mouth so close to yours holds your eyes captive and you bite your lips to prevent a moan.
Bucky eyes widen at that and his body shudders a little… Oh fuck! How is it even possible to look so fucking irresistible all the fucking time?
He wants to capture that lip between his teeth and bite it so hard till you cry in his mouth. But he isn’t going to stop there… After he’s done with your mouth he’s gonna taste your neck, leaving his marks all the way down till he reaches your soft, round tits…
At the thought only, Bucky bends his head to have a glimpse of your soft breasts through the low opening of your top and when he notices how hard and erect your nipples stand he loses it completely.
Fuck… He just wants to suck them raw and have you crazy with lust just like you have him right now…
Your eyes follow his and you don’t miss how his pupils have dilated. His once bright blue eyes are almost pitch black now…
And something inhuman possesses you… A carnal desire you’ve never felt before… You know that you shouldn’t be doing this but you just want to irk him some more and see how far you can get with that… What if your mind warns you that this is a dangerous game to play. That this man has abducted you… That he’s dangerous… And that he’s looking at you like he’s about to devour your soul and body!
But you just don’t care anymore. For the first time in your life your body feels alive and you just want more… If that reckless behavior is going to lead you to your doom so be it. Soon the voice of reason inside your mind is silenced completely and your body’s desires take the lead.
“Like what exactly Bucky? Are you going to tell me or… show me?”
It’s his turn now to stare incredulous at your glazed eyes.
He isn’t even sure if he’s heard you right… Well, fuck your ankle and everything… And fuck his previous decision to not rush things with you… Who is he after all to say no to such a delightful invitation?
Bucky growls his response the same time his hands grab your thighs to part them and make room for his body. He sees your lips open invitingly for him and he’s ready to finally crash his mouth on yours when a loud voice is heard.
“Hey punk? ‘s everything alright?”
Bucky curses so angrily that draws a little gasp from you. Still he doesn’t remove his body from between your legs; he just holds his upper body a little higher and barks.
“Everything’s peachy Steve! Now get lost!”
His attention is back at you with a hunger that makes your insides clench when you hear a mocking voice coming from the doorway.
“Huh… I see you’ve lost no time with that sweet thing…”
You and Bucky turn at the same time to face a very amused Steve, leaning his body in the door frame casually and staring at you.
The awkwardness of the situation creates a very unpleasant feeling inside you and suddenly you’re so ashamed by your actions that you struggle to move back and as far as you can from Bucky’s body. The man above you gives you a very puzzled look before his attention turns to Steve again.
Bucky straights his back as well and he asks with gruff voice.
“Why you’re here Steve?”
Steve shrugs nonchalantly, never taking his eyes off you.
“I came by to check how our new girl is doing…”
Bucky nods although he doesn’t seem much happy about it.
“She’s adjusting…”
Steve isn’t done though because he hums like he’s considering something…
“I see… Adjusting… That’s good! So I was thinking that maybe I could have a round with her since I saw her first. What you say pal?”
Steve looks at your mortified expression and grins wolfishly.
You feel how Bucky’s body stiffens. Is he going to let his friend touch you?
“No can do Stevie…”
He gives you a meaningful glare before he adds.
“I’m not done with her yet.”
Your heart fills with sorrow… Is he really going to give you to Steve after he’s done with you? And the more you consider it, the further your heart sinks…
Of course he’s going to… Steve is his friend… His partner… And you’re nothing… Just a random girl he found and thought funny to play a little with before he disposes you for good…
Your head is throbbing! Stupid Y/n…Stupid, stupid,stupid! This isn’t a fucking novel, written by some romantic foul who loves villains who at the end of the day turn into good guys to save their lady… This is the real life and it sucks!
You bite your lip again but this time it’s to prevent your tears from spilling out. How in earth did you allow yourself to be carried away like this? Now, you’ve just made his assumptions for you to come true; that you are nothing more than a common slut they can share…
Your body shudders a little more and you draw a sharp breath.
You can see how Bucky’s eyes flicker at you and the moment he spots your trembling lips his frustration returns.
Nah, don’t flatter yourself doll…He doesn’t care… He was just about to take what he wants from you, especially when you’ve offered it to him so willingly and he got interrupted. That’s why he looks so frustrated and not because of your hurt feelings.
“Will you please get the fuck out of here Steve?”
Steve barks another laugh and steps a little closer but seeing your almost bruised body and your cuts, he lets out an impressed whistle.
“Nice work Buck… I thought you said you aren’t going to break her…”
Bucky fumes.
“I didn’t! She run off and got hurt… This is her doing, not mine.”
Steve seems more concerned that you run off rather than you’ve almost died.
“She run off huh? So soon?”
Before Bucky has the change to speak, Steve goes on.
“I’m telling you Buck. You have to keep them on a tight leash otherwise stupid ideas are getting into their mind… Do you want me to have a few words with our girl first?”
“She isn’t our girl yet, Steve! Now please can you fuck off or I’ll have to call Peggy!”
Steve cringes at the mention of that name and holds his hands up in surrender.
“As you wish, punk!”
When he disappears and you hear his bike roars on the road, Bucky relaxes his posture again. But you don’t. All your hatred for him is back. And you are not planning to let stupid emotions carry you away again. You despise this fucking asshole! And you are going to show him exactly how much!
Bucky sighs… Ok, the moment you’ve shared is definitely over but he can guess what must be going on inside that little head of yours and he tries to soothe your anger at least.
“Hey Doll… Listen…”
But you don’t want to… No! You are done with him!
So you pout and turn your attention to the wall behind him.
And the way his voice patronizes you makes you want to stand up and slap him again; harder this time!
“Don’t act like a child now doll.”
You want to tell him to fuck off when a better idea pops into your mind… You hate the possibility of course but right now your need to spike him is such that you don’t care at all.
You smile sweetly at him, wishing at the same time that he won’t take your words too seriously… because you only want to hurt his pride like he’s hurt yours.
“Why didn’t you let your friend have me?”
You let a little needy moan to give some emphasis at your next words.
“Oh… And I was looking forward to it…”
For the first time since he has met you, Bucky is truly dumbfounded…
You are kidding right? Have you just admitted that you wanted him to let Steve fuck you?
His eyes narrow.
“What did you say?”
You smile all innocently again, batting your eyelashes at him.
“I said that I like your friend very much!”
Bucky starts losing it rapidly. What angers him more is that he can’t tell for sure if you’re joking or not. He glares you hard.
No, you don’t look like a horny slut to him. When he had you pinned under him, you looked the same surprised with your body’s reaction as he did… And just moments ago, you shared with him that you’re terrified of Steve. No, you’re just trying to piss him off again. That doesn’t make him feel less irritated with you though…
Maybe his crude words will shake you out of this and make you cut the pretense.
“Don’t worry doll, he can have you after I’m done with you…”
You manage to keep your wide smile even if your eyes dart knives at him.
“Sure.. That sounds like a good deal… When you see him again, please tell Steve that I can’t wait for his turn to come…”
Deep down he knows that you are bluffing but still… this is a game at which Bucky loses miserably because his anger and his jealousy blinds him completely and he can’t think straight.
For a moment you just stare at each other. You want to scratch his eyes out and Bucky wants to bend you over his knee and spanks you so hard till you’re a crying mess.
But…Even though he wants nothing more than to grab you and make you regret your words, Bucky force himself to take a few steps back and create some safe distance between your body and his. He doesn’t trust himself much at the moment and he’s almost certain that he is going to severely hurt you if he stays in that room with you a minute longer…
So maybe it’s better if he backs off for now.
You grin at him triumphantly.
If it was any other woman in that place, spread in his bed and speaking that way to him she would have been very badly screwed…
But he doesn’t find it in his heart to hurt you… Not yet at least…
Soon though, you are going to learn your place in his life and in his house. When that happens Bucky will make it sure that every single bruise and mark in your body is made by him and not by your stupid attempt to escape him.
“We’ll see about that doll!”