It's me
After the restaurant, the team was taken to Wakanda to treat Bucky and find out what the hell happened. Wakanda doctors assured Steve they'd remove all the trigger words.
They didn't know what happened to him. Natasha explained that the woman didn't say anything to Bucky, but that she did touch him. Some kind of presser trigger.
Now doctors had to remove those somehow. Bucky was left at Wakanda for two weeks while the team returned to the compound.
...
"Has she said anything?" Fury asked, for the past two weeks Belle had been there she had not said a word. Steve revealed he had known her from the past and volunteered to talk to her. She didn't say anything but they did form some kind of bond Belle would not eat or drink unless Steve made her. She’d bite anyone else who tried.
A unique bond they had.
"No, she hasn't said a word but we're trying," Natasha said she was still sour about the whole sneak attack that knocked her out, "The only person that has gotten close to her is Steve and she still won't talk to him. This chick has her lips steel tight."
"Bucky," Steve said, "She'll talk to Bucky. She always talks to Bucky."
"How do you know?" Fury asked, they were running out of options.
"I just do." Truth be told, Bucky always got her to talk, he just knew how to make her talk even if she didn't want to. It was like a superpower, a snap of his fingers, and her rambling began.
With Steve that wasn't his superpower, he couldn't make her talk but he could calm her down in an instant with a touch of his hand he made all her worries melt away. The two were the perfect duo for taking care of Belle. But right now it was only Steve and as calm and comfortable he made her he couldn't make her talk.
"When is Barnes coming back?"
Tony pulled out his phone to check.
"He should be back... now. He's here."
Immediately everyone got up and headed towards the airlock where the plane was landing and T'Challa and Bucky were waiting.
"T'Challa," Tony said when they saw the king Bucky and another gentleman were behind him.
"Stark, How have you been?"
"Jealous, your tech and doctors work fast."
The gentleman stepped forward.
"I am Malmic, the one who worked on Barnes. When we erased the mind triggers we didn't think they used anything else but apparently, they used presser triggers as well."
"Presser triggers?" Questioned Steve.
"Yes, they have the same effect as the words but you must make any physical connection with him to trigger it. Touch him in a certain place a certain way is how it was done. Mr. Barnes is fine now. He'll just be really sensitive to touch and need some rest."
Bucky stood behind the doctor as he spoke. A bag slung over his shoulder, his head down, Bucky looked quite exhausted. Steve hadn't seen him like this in a long time.
As everyone talked to T'Challa and the doctor Bucky snuck away without anyone noticing, anyone but Steve. Steve slipped into the elevator with Bucky just as it was about to close. The ride was silent. Steve was waiting for Bucky to speak. He didn't, until the elevator stopped.
"I remember some things... now I'm confused." Steve continued to walk with Bucky.
"What do you remember?" He asked cautiously.
"The girl... we... the three of us… we did things together. She and I, me and you, you and her..."
They entered Bucky's room and Bucky closed and locked the door then tossed his bag across the room.
"I remember what we did, Steve I remember what we were." Now Steve was confused and excited. He didn't know how much Bucky remembered, he didn't know what he remembered, he didn't know if he liked what he remembered. He didn't know what to say.
Bucky stepped forward pulling on the hem of Steve's shirt.
"I remembered what we used to do." Bucky whispered in Steve's ear as he slipped his hands underneath his shirt.
"If you're going to stop me, do it now."
Steve kissed him full on, right after that sentence. He didn't want him to stop and he wasn't going to tell him to stop. He knew what Bucky actually remembered. He was going to take it before he changed his mind. Bucky pulled away and brought his lips to Steve's neck giving him a hickey, that would be gone in a few hours.
Bucky held him close and tight leaving no escape. Fuck, Steve missed this feeling of being held tight being so close to back. His head fell back and he whimpered, feeling Bucky's lip.
"I missed the sound of your moans so much." Bucky said as he moved his metal to Steve's covered cock. He turned away from Bucky's shit eating grin. He knew that grin meant nothing good. Bucky helped Steve pull off his shirt and pressed open mouth kisses down his stomach as he got on his knees.
"I love this view." Steve said, as he automatically grasped Bucky's hair.
"It's better than what I remember," Bucky said as he unbuckled and pulled his pants to his ankles. Slowly taking a hold of his cock which was already dripping in precum.
"Fuck." Steve breathed, bucking his hips slightly as Bucky slowly stroked his length. It wasn't like before Steve was fucking his hand and on the edge of cumming. Breathing fast and hard panting soft little 'fucks' and 'oh yes'.
"You gonna come?" Bucky asked as he was palming himself a bit through his pants as he stroked Steve's hard cock. Steve bit his lip. After 70 years he was still a tease. 70 years and he still had to get the upper hand in the bedroom.
"So close, so close." Steve whined, not caring how desperate he sounded. Bucky knows what he does to Steve and loves how he does it so easily.
Bucky looked up at Steve. He looked up at Steve as he desperately fucked himself into Bucky's hand. One would have thought he was sex deprived, he actually was, not touching anyone for almost 80 years he was starving for it.
"Does it feel good, Captain?"
Steve groaned rolling his head back he reached back and held onto a nearby dresser. Fighting the urge to come all over Bucky's hand before really even touching it.
Steve whimpered and whined as Bucky suddenly pulled away.
"Oh , relax. You waited 80 years. I think you can wait a few more minutes".
Pushing Steve on to the bed Bucky removed both their pants all the way. Then climbed up putting both of his legs on his hips. Lubing up Steve's back entrance. Bucky stroked his cock a few times before he began to tease Steve’s back entrance pushing in the tip then pulling all the way out. He continued to do this until Steve had had enough.
"Goddamnit Bucky if you don't- Ahhhhhhh.'' With one deep thrust Bucky buried his cock in Steve's ass. It was so good. It was true Steve had definitely been waiting 70 years, He gave him a few minutes to adjust.
Bucky leaned forward placing his metal arm by the side of Steve's head and used his flesh to stroke Steve at the same pace as his thrust.
"Holy Fuck." Steve cried, gripping the bed sheets for dear life as Bucky thrust in an unimaginable speed.
"Cum for me, Stevie, cum."
That sentence alone had Steve spilling his load on Bucky's hand and his chest. If his tightness didn't make him show how loyal his ass was to Bucky than the amount of cum he spilled most definitely did.
Hearing Steve scream and watching him cum was enough to pull Bucky over the edge and fill Steve's ass with his cum some of it actually spilling out.
"I been waiting so fucking long for that." Bucky chuckled.
They both moaned as Bucky pulled out and Collapsed next to Steve Who curled up next to Bucky and put his head on his chest listening to his heart beat.
"I missed this.I missed you."
Bucky kissed his forehead, "I missed you, Stevie... but I missed her too."
"I know." Steve mumbled into Bucky’s chest.
…
The next day both Bucky and Steve went down to see Annabelle. Earpieces in their ears and the team and Fury watching them from security cameras, the boys went in.
As usual Belle was curled up in the corner of the room where there was a bed and a door to the bathroom but she always preferred the corner. She didn't move when she heard the door open.
"Belle, I've brought a friend today. You might know him." Steve said.
Hesitantly, she looked up to find two crouching in front of her, one being Steve and the other,
"Winter?" Bucky moved closer.
"I... My real name is James. Everyone calls me Bucky.'' He said. She reached forward and touched his face, traced his features, like she did the first day with Steve, She tried his name on her tongue. It seemed so familiar.
"James."
"Yeah, yeah that's right, James. It's me James." Bucky said as he hugged her. Steve stood not too far away watching the scene unfold with a smile. Maybe the three of them still had a chance.