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Buck wrapped his strong arms around her waist, pressing her into the wall of his bedroom. Her scent filled his lungs as he pressed kisses into her neck. His fingers knuckle deep into her hot core. The wetness practically poured into his hand as he fucked that pussy. Her small arms were so tight around his neck as she whimpered. "God Bucky, God please." Buck laid her down on the bed, pulling his fingers out of her heat. The soft walls tightening around his fingers as he left her. Her dark doll like eyes looked up into him, a need deep within her, one she's never felt before.
His large hands ran down her soft legs, metal and flesh alike. She was so precious. In a swift movement he pulled her pants and thong away from her body. Pale skin shined in the dim light, her mound soft and small. Buck felt his mouth watering. His eyes met hers admiring the blush covering her cheeks. With a grin he lowered himself between her legs, resting her thighs on either side of his shoulders. "Fucking hell darlin, you smell so sweet. Like candy." Her fingers wove into his hair, her mouth opening to speak only to let out a low moan. The first real moan she's ever made before. His hot tongue worked his way around her bundle of nerves, her sweet cream practically flowing into his mouth. Holding back all restraint he played with her small hole, letting his tongue move in and out in a tortuous pace. "Bucky..Bucky. Don't be gentle with me, you know how I like it." His eyes locked with hers.
"If you can't handle it stop me."
She gave him a nod as he drove back into her. Suddenly his tongue was everywhere all at once. Hitting against her clit, slipping so deep into her tight hole. Her body shook with pleasure. Tugging his hair she moaned his name. "James. Oh God. Oh my God." He slipped a thick metal finger into her and felt her come undone. Her body twitched and squirmed into him. Her pussy so fuckin tight around just his finger. His flesh hand gently rubbed up and down her stomach as she came down from her high. Pants fell from her lips as he gently cleaned up her mess. Drinking down her sweet cream, he realized his new addiction. Picking his head up a large grin spread on his wet lips. Her eyes were rolled back and her hair a mess. Large arms moved on either side of her as he pulled himself up. Grinding his bulge against her bare heat. She looked up at him, a sense of pleading in her eyes.
"Say it darlin, say what you want." Her hands moved down his bare chest, grabbing his cock. "I want you to fuck me. I want you to ruin me. I want you to fucking tear me apart. Please James, please fuck me. I need it." He bit a groan, he loved hearing his real name. Without second thought he ripped off the rest of his clothes. He knew he had to he gentle. She hasn't had sex in years, it was like your first all over again. But he really just wanted to fuck her like a mad dog. Bend her over and fuck her into oblivion. He rubbed his angry tip between her soaking soft folds. Her eyes rolled back as she bit her lip. Small hands dug into his back. He pushed himself into her opening and nearly lost it right then and there. He had never felt something so tight before in his life. He watched as he pushed the rest of himself into her, stretching her pussy out for him. Only him. He pressed his forehead to hers as he bottomed out. "You're so beautiful." She wrapped her legs around his waist. He stilled for her, kissing all over her face and lips. "You're so perfect." His flesh hand touched her cheek then slowly moved down to her neck. He kissed her nose.
"You're mine." With that he gave his first thrust. He could feel her cream practically covering both of them. With a deep moan from him he did it again. Rocking his hips into hers he felt her squirm. His eyes admired her hot cheeks and open mouth, her eyes tight from the pleasure. He set out a rough slow pace. Rough enough to please her and slow enough not to hurt her. She pulled him down on top of her, pressing her still clothed chest into his. He listened to her whimpers and small moans. "That's it darlin, take me." Buck picked up his pace, the bed now hitting the wall. Her chest bounced against his, nails tightening into his back. "Fuck James. You fuck me so good." Her voice got higher as he hit that spot. He gripped her hips and pounded into that spot. The sound of skin on skin and the bed rocking into the wall filled the room. She was she practically screaming for him now. Her pussy was getting tighter, his cock swelled as he whispered into her ear. "Are you gonna cum for me? Are you gonna be my dirty girl and cum for me?" He felt hot blood dripping down his back, the slight sting from her claw marks adding to his pleasure. "Yes James. Please, please cum inside me. Please." He bit his lip. His conscience in back of his head telling him it's a bad idea. But as quickly as the thought came it disappeared. Her hot core latched around him, a gush of her cream washed over his length. His body tensed, muscle contracting as he released himself into her. Both of them listened to each other breathing, still conjoined at the hip, Buck kissed her lips softly. His mechanical arm hummed as he placed it on his burning hot forehead, pushing his hair back. She twitched as he pulled out. He couldn't help but watch as that tight hole gushed because of him.
Without saying a word he walked to the restroom. She laid on his bed, her body hot and the smell of sex heavy in the air. Her hands ran down her neck, still trying to comprehend what just happened. Buck came back with a wet wash clothes, she spread her legs for him as he cleaned her. The cold cloth felt amazing against her skin. "I came inside you." He mumbled. A large grin spread on her face as she giggled, "I have a fetish for it. Don't worry Buck I can't get pregnant." He raised a brow and tossed the wash cloth in the hamper. "Why not?" She put her hands on his cheek. His rough stubble felt delicate able on her fingers. Those innocent like eyes of his, it's hard to believe he was ever used as a weapon. "Loki made sure of it." With those words he new she was done. She hated saying that name, talking about him, hated it all. So he wrapped his arms around her and held her to his chest. She kissed his chin, then within minutes fell asleep. He admired her, running his fingers through her hair, gently touching those lips.
"I never imagined I'd ever be given such a beautiful gift. I thought I'd die at the hands of Hydra and gave up on myself long ago. Even when I came to this tower...I thought one day someone would come in and just kill me. And most days that's what I wanted. But now here I am, laying with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life, in a family I never imagined I'd get to have. Dear God, I don't believe in you anymore, but if you're there I beg you. Please don't let me ruin this." Buck gave her another kiss and let sleep consume him.
When morning came the first thing she reached for was her box of blunts, but to her confusion her hand hit soft skin. Picking up her head she slowly opened her eyes to see Buck. His dark hair a mess around him, his chest rising and falling peacefully. For a moment she admired him. He was truly beautiful. A sharp jaw and the biggest heart she has ever seen. Slowly but surely her body caught up with her, an aching feeling deep in her hips and thighs. A type of soreness she was used to but not so intense crawled up her body. With a groan she laid back down on the pillow. Anxiety hitting her full force. What the hell was she supposed to do? Okay, bye great sex. Oh, okay let's go see the team! Then she realized the fucking team. Her cold hands rubbed against her forehead as she tried to concentrate. She didn't even know where her clothes were. What if he ripped her underwear like they do in fanfiction? What if he ate her fuckin clothes? Her hands began twitching and she began to panic. What if this ruins their relationship? He was saying some deep shit last night. Things he probably wanted to say for a long time it seems. A chill ran down her spine, what if he doesn't let her go. But does she want him to?
A low groan came from next to her as Buck stirred awake. She quickly closed her eyes as if she was still sleeping. Her heart raced in her ears. Bucky pushed his hair back and got out of bed. He himself not really knowing what to do. He felt nervous. He just slept with his dream girl and said some deep things. Very deep things. Things he only said when he got off. Shaking off the thought he gathered her clothes, folding them nicely at the end of the bed. His eyes moved up her form. She was so beautiful. He picked out some clothes and walked off to shower, when he came back she was gone.