No Takesies Backsies
All four of you were walking down the streets of Riga, being led by Zemo. You, Sam, and Zemo were all discussing who to ask about Karli when Bucky suddenly blurted out “I’m gonna go for a walk”, you were a bit concerned considering how tense he seemed, but you figured letting him go on a stroll would probably help him calm down. Riga was gorgeous, but not in the typical sense. It was like being dropped into the background of a cheesy romcom, stuck in a world that never lost its color. The streets were all paved with cobblestone and the buildings were painted the same few shades of cream, beige, and white. It was absolutely breathtaking. “I have a place right up the street” Zemo said, pulling you from your thoughts. His flat was stunning, the floors were a mix of asymmetrical titles and marble, the walls were a stunning, vibrant shade of lapiz blue that glistened in the midday sun shining through the large windows that lined the far wall.
Zemo, being the gracious host that he was, asked “Would you two like something to drink?” “Yes!” Both Sam and you said in unison as Zemo made his way over to the bar, he got out a beer for each of you and a whisky for himself, whisky seemed to be his drink of choice you noticed. “There are two rooms so Sam since you are here you can choose if you’d like to stay with me or James. “Sam immediately said, “I'll sleep with buck”,Zemo turns to you and says, while holding eye contact, “Alright that leaves you and me my dear”, he said, taking your hand in his. “Wait, no, I didn’t me-“ “Ah ah ah Sam, how do you say, no takesies backsies” you busted out laughing at the childish phrase, “Don’t worry Sam I’ll be fine with Zemo, you and buck can have all the fun you want” you said as your laughs died down. Sam yawned as he said“Ok, well I need to pass out so can you show me to my room, Zemo?” “Ah yes right this way.” Zemo led Sam down the hall, giving you a minute to yourself to poke around.
Across from the bar you noticed two huge wooden doors with a brick like pattern stained onto them. You being the nosy person you were decided to have a peak; you opened the doors to a huge and incredibly decorated bathroom. The walls were tiled in all starts of colors and in the middle stood the most luxurious looking clawfoot tub you had ever seen. All of a sudden two hands were placed on your hips, you jumped immediately into fight mode, grabbing whoever was behind you by the writs and pulling them forwards onto the ground to kneel on their chest. You looked down to see who you were kneeling on to realize that it was Zemo who was trapped underneath you. “As much as I enjoy seeing you on top of me, that was a bit abrasive.” He was smirking and raised his eyebrow to pair with that statement. “Oh shit Zemo, I’m so sorry! I just felt hands and didn’t even think” you began to spiral feeling horribly for having attacked him like that. You gave him a hand up and he simply dusted himself off and said, “You are too tense Meine Liebe, maybe a bath would help?” He gestured to the sparkling tub and you just about melted at the thought of relaxing in it with him. “Will you join me?” “If you wish” “Great! I just have one question.” “And what would that be?” “Do you have anything for bubbles?” He let out a laugh that came from the base of his stomach. “What?!?! Don’t laugh at me! Everyone knows bubbles are the best part of a bath.” “Haha! No need to worry, I have plenty of soap for bubbles”. As he said that he turned the water on and walked over to the medicine cabinet, coming back with a large bottle of bubble bath and some other shower products. You picked up the bottle of bubble bath, opening it and smelling its contents “Mmm it smells like lavender and peach”, you poured more than enough into the tub and turned back to face Zemo with a giddy smile.
Slowly he moved behind you, his hands trailing across your stomach as he moved. He played with the hem of your shirt as he leaned his head in closer to your neck, you could feel his warm breath against your ear as he gently lifted up your shirt. You shuddered at the new temperature and went to wrap your arms around yourself, but Zemo stopped you, gently pushing your arms back down. Instead he wrapped his around your middle and softly moved them down to the button on your jeans and slowly undid them, gliding them down your legs on to the ground. You held his hand for stability as you stepped out of them. You turned to look him in the eyes, suddenly feeling very exposed. He gently caressed his hand up your arm. You moved in rhythm with him, barely touching the outside of his shirt. Sliding your fingers across his chest to the center of his shirt quickly ripping it open and slowly slipping it down his arms. “Shit, I’m sorry I got a little carried away, but you kinda gotta admit it was hot.” You said giggling. He let out a small breath of a laugh and paid attention to only you. He traced down the side of your body with one hand the other already met with your hip. You gently hooked a few fingers under his belt, pulling him against you and bringing him in for a passionate and deep kiss. You could sense that there was more than just attraction between the two of you, you couldn't exactly tell what, but there was definitely some kind of fire that was burning somewhere in the both of you. He moaned into your kiss as you began to undo his belt and pants, letting them collapse to the floor. He slid one hand up the center of your back, gently unhooking your bra in one smooth motion. You ran your hands up his chest and laid your arms across his shoulders wrapping one hand into the back of his hair. He took the hand on your hip easily picking you up, and you wrapped your legs around his torso just above his boxers. He walked you over to the freezing cold quartz countertops and placed you down. You jumped a bit with the very sudden chill. He pulled away from the kiss and walked over to the bath to turn off the water. You watch him walk away; you adored the way the gentle muscles in his back shifted and flexed with each step. After a moment, he turned to face you, and you simply admired the way his body looked, how his muscles were not bulky or too faint. His body was a piece of art that you could spend hours staring at. He pulled you back to reality as he walked over to you and gently pulled you off the counter. You look at him as he runs his finger under the band of your underwear. Slowly pulling them off you, following them to the floor looking up into your eyes. You stepped out of them and zemo slid both hands all the way up your body to hold your face in his hands. He glided his thumb back and forth over your jaw before landing one hand on your throat and pulling you into a dark kiss, a kiss over flowing with need and lust.
He pulled away and took off the remaining piece of clothes he had on and got into the tub. You slipped in and leaned against Zemo, succumbing to the relaxing heat of both the water and his body. The lavender scent slowly fills the room, you let every inch of your body fully relax, letting out a soft moan, Zemo tensed, obviously turned on by the sound of you. You felt his member grow against your body and he shifted under you, your back instinctively arched and you relaxed your head on his shoulder. He let his hands rest on your hips and he turned his head to face you, placing gentle kisses and love bites along your jawline and neck. You felt his hands slide softly up your hips and above the surface of the water. Gently Zemo began to massage your shoulders, trying to release some of your tension. His hands worked like magic, hitting the perfect spot every time, and you couldn’t help but let out soft moans as he touched you. “God Zemo I love your hands” you basically moaned as he reached the base of your neck, he simply smiled and hummed as he placed a soft kiss where his hands once were. Sensually, he removed his hands from your neck and moved them to wrap around your middle. His hands slowly began to make their way to cup your breasts, gently massaging them. You let out soft whimpers as you laid your head back against his shoulder, your eyes fluttering back with ecstasy. You tighten your grip on the rim of the tub as your breaths began to quicken.
He brought his hands back under the water and slowly dragged them down the center of your body until they met with your core. Barely touching you, he stroked up your folds and connected his index finger with your clit, rubbing it in soft circles. The mix of his hands all over you and your newly relaxed state caused you to moan zemo’s name. “Shh, you wouldn't want Sam to hear us now do you.”, Zemo teased. Your breaths were coming out ragged and shallow as he continued to apply pressure to you. You bit your bottom lip with a gentle smile and let out a breathy chuckle. He slowly began to speed his hand up, your back arching in perfect time with him. You’re knuckles were running white with how hard you were grasping at the edge of the tub, every inch of your body tingled with pleasure. Without hesitation he brought his other hand to wrap around your throat, gently applying enough pressure for it to bring your pleasure to a whole new level. He introduced his ring and middle fingers into your core and kept his thumb circling your clit, slowly pumping in and out. Your mouth hung open, no longer able to moan as he continued to play with you, Zemo took the opportunity to kiss you. He pulled away but kept his eyes locked on yours. He had a small smirk plastered across his face, he loved seeing how much pleasure he could cause you. You could feel your thighs begin to tense, your orgasam slowly creeping up on you. Zemo gently curved his fingers inside of you hitting your pleasure point with every pump. You released one hand from the side of the tub and placed it on Zemos upper thigh. As you began to tighten your grip on his leg,his breath hitched. He gently teased you with the hand around your throat, quickly applying a touch more pressure then returning back to his original grip. With every breath you whimpered, struggling to keep from becoming a moaning mess. You could feel your entire body gently shake, beaming with addictive pleasure. “Fuck Zemo, I’m gonna cum” you panted out, barley able to form words. He sped up his pumping and gently whispered in your ear, “Then cum for me darling”, allowing his breath to stain your neck. Your body was on the pinnacle of release and his words and hands pushed you over the edge.
Your body collapsed against his and your hands gently released their death grip. You turned your head to face zemo and placed a hand on his cheek, pulling his face into a sensual and soft kiss. His body still rigid with need and want softened at the kiss, yet still had an edge. You ran your hand from the side of his face down his body and his ran up the center of your body and met your neck lightly tracing incomprehensible shapes along the sensitive areas. Your hand met his still solid member that you almost forgot about, with your touch zemo let out a deep guttural groan that resonated in the center of your chest. You slowly turn to face him, “My dear, if ur going to do something, do it now” Zemo pleaded, trying to seem dominant but his voice failed him. “Zemo, whatever are you talking about?” You say teasing him as you gently apply more pressure. He grips your throat again pulling you inches away from him, “ You know what I want… Pet” Your body immediately melts at his touch and you begin to glide your hand along his length and keep your eyes locked on his. “ All you had to do was ask my love,” You say in a soft and airy tone. He let his hand fall to his side and he tossed his head back. He bit his lip and kept his eyes on yours. His breath sped up with your hand, and became increasingly heavy. His body hung on the edge of the tub as he softly moaned. You loved the way that he reacted to your touch, the way his body glew with the slightest change in pace. You felt his member begin to pulse as you began to pump your hand faster over him, his breath hitching as you began to kiss and nip at the most sensitive crook of his neck. “Cum for me Zemo.” You whimper into his ear. You wanted to know how much power you had over him. “Come on baby, please” You say even quieter, he could hear the smirk laced into your voice. With that his breath paused for a beat and his body tensed. He let out a symphony of moans as he released, tossing his head back and gripping the tub. As he came you pulled his chin up and made him hold eye contact with you, making him cum harder.
Zemo pulled you into a heated kiss, the kind of kiss that sends electricity through every vein, nerve, and inch of skin. He ran one hand through your damp hair and used his other to pull you onto his lap. You stayed there letting your hands roam his body, his doing the same. You began to feel his member harden again, and you pulled away. “Already wanting round two I see”, You laughed a bit and returned to the kiss. Your core began to pulse and you could feel yourself get wetter. “I’m not the only one Meine Haustier”, Zemo said with a teasing tone. Your body yearned for him, for his touch, the way his body fit with yours like a missing piece felt like ecstasy. You looked at him with a serious expression and your breath hitched, “ Z-zemo, I need you.” The change in your demeanor took him by surprise and his member grew under you. “What do you need exactly my dear, be specific.” His voice was smooth and rich. “I need you to please me in every way I know you can.” You say, painstakingly slow and sensual. “Well of course dear, I’ll give you everything you want.” He placed one hand on your hip and the other on your waist before lining himself up with your centre. As soon as his member entered you, the room filled with breathy moans and his grip tightened on your waist. You slowly began to bounce along his length holding onto his shoulders, his hands still gripped onto your waist. You gradually sped up and let your bounces become slightly inconsistent and sloopy. He moved his hands down from your waist and placed them on your hips. He pulled your hips down onto his lap and began to thrust from underneath you. You tossed your head back and held on to the sides of the tub. “Oh my god, zemo” You moaned, and zemo began to speed up his thrusts. Your body was high off pleasure and he just kept making it harder to not yell his name. He placed his hand back on your throat and applied pressure, adding on to the never ending list of pleasure points he was hitting. “Your such a mess for me darling,” Zemo said, looking at your face, your eyes started to tear as Zemo kept getting rougher and faster. You brought your eyes to meet zemos as you felt your orgasm begin to build in the pit of your stomach. He released the hand from your neck and began to play with your clit. “Fuck, Zemo I’m gonna cum” You say in rythm with his thrusts. He sped up his hand on your clit and held eye contact with you. As you came he kept thrusting and kept applying pressure to your clit. Your body was overthrown with pleasure. Zemo kept thrusting after your orgasm had come and gone. You moaned out for him, tightening your grip on the tub and once again throwing your head back. “Do you wish for me to stop love?” He asked, still thrusting. You shook your head no. Your body was leavaitaing and you were set to pleasure overdrive. You felt his member begin to pulse inside of you and his rhythm flew out of control and his thrust felt sloopy. He whispered “Fuck” under his breath as he sped his hand up. He released into you and you let your body collapse onto his chest. Your breath was fast and heavy and the room no longer smelt of lavender, instead the air was coated in the intoxicating aroma of sex.
You looked up at him with tiered, adoring eyes as you placed a kiss on his lips. Gently you both cleaned each other up. Zemo stepped out of the bath and wrapped a towel around his waist as you sat and watched him from the tub. He held out his hand, which you took gratefully, and helped you out of the bath. lovingly, he wrapped the softest towel you had ever felt around your body, and took another and began to gently dry off your arms. After he was done drying your arms, he bent onto one knee and placed your foot on his thigh so that he could lightly dry off your legs as well.
When you both were done in the bathroom Zemo led you to the bedroom you both would be staying in. It was absolutely stunning. In the middle of the room was a gigantic four poster bed with a white canopy draped over the top, the sheets were silk, and there were more pillows than you’d ever seen on one bed before. The furniture was regal and sophisticated. The whole room made you feel like you were placed in your own fairytale. You stared at the bed, wanting nothing more than to swan dive onto it and ruin the pattern of throw pillows someone had placed earlier. “Umm Zemo, can I ask you something?” You said tentatively, “Of course you can. Everything is ok though, yes?” Zemo’s voice came out caring as he wrapped his arms around your waist. “Yeah, everything is amazing, I just wanted to know if you’d think I was absolutely crazy if I jumped onto the bed?” Zemo let out a genuine laugh when you asked that, “I think you're crazy anyway, but I’d be lying if I said that I wouldn’t love to see you jump on the bed.” And with that confirmation you took a running start and jumped face first onto the most comfortable bed you had ever laid on. After you were finished bathing in the luxuries of Zemo’s room you quickly changed into a comfortable outfit of leggings and one of Zemo’s shirts, and for the first time in months you felt as though you could forget and let go of your responsibilities, even if it were just for a night.