The Spark

I was standing in a dark room, the walls and floor made out of dark wood. Looking around, all I can see are shadows, no doors, no windows and no furniture. Puzzled, I attempt to take a step forward, but my feet refuse to move. Oddly enough, this fact doesn’t seem to bother me, so I just stand there, staring at the wall.

“(Y/N)” a disembodied whisper echoes around the room. My head jerks up, searching for the sound, waiting to hear the somewhat familiar voice again. I wait a couple of minutes, but when nothing happens, I shrug, going back to staring at the wall.

“Doll?” The voice echoes again. “Sweetheart, can you hear me?”

My head whips up again, searching the darkness for the source of the voice.

Even though it was dark, I could still hear relatively well, and I could hear something cracking along the wall in front of me. Straining my ears, the slow cracking becomes louder, and quicker. Slowly, but surely, a sliver of light appears in the wall. As I stare at it, it gets wider, and wider, until the light reveals that it’s a door.
The door creaks open fully, revealing a void of nothingness, the colour of a brilliant ice blue. A familiar blue.

“Come on Sweetcheeks, come back to us” another familiar voice echoes around the room, but the source is somewhere deep in the blue void. I attempt to step forward, and I’m surprised when I do, the power that had locked me in place had released me. I stumble forward, stepping towards the door.

When I reach it, I reach my hand out and it’s bathed in the familiar blue light.

I step through the door.

I gasp as I sit up in the bed, my hands clutching at the nearest thing that I could get hold of, which just happened to be Bucky’s hand and Tony’s shoulder.

“Whoa Doll, easy there” Bucky chuckles, his voice soothing and gentle, his free hand running up and down my arm.

“Yes please, go easy, I like my shoulder intact” Tony groans, patting my hand that was clenched around his shoulder awkwardly. Breathing hard, I persuade my muscles to relax, and they do, letting my arms fall limp to the bed. I slowly let myself fall back against the pillows, and Bucky hums in appreciation.

“There we go (Y/N), just relax” Bucky soothes, holding my hand tightly.

“Jesus, what happened to me?” I groan, using my free hand to rub my face. Tony hums, his face holding a grimace as he turns away from me, checking the heart machine that was monitoring me.

“Tony” I whine, and Bucky just chuckles, rubbing my knuckles soothingly.

“You’ve been unconscious for two and half days, no biggie” Tony says from over his shoulder, and I groan, muttering an expletive under my breath.

“Um, any idea why I blacked out?” I raise my eyebrow at Bucky, but it’s Tony who answers.

“Brucie thinks that you got overcharged with power, which made your body run on overdrive, so when that power slowly filtered out of you, the sudden drop from overdrive to normal made you pass out”

“Oh” I look at my free hand, clicking my fingers and letting my finger catch on fire.

“Will I get better at this?”

“Wanda thinks so. I mean, you’ve only had your powers for what, less than a week?” Bucky caresses my face, smiling down at me. Then his eyes glint with mischief.
“At your request, I took your picture at the height of your power high” Bucky hols up my phone in his metal hand, waving it slightly, smiling down at me.

“Ooh” I whisper, grabbing at the phone that Bucky dangled just out of reach.

“Buck” I complain, frowning up at him. Smirking, he opens my phone and then hands it to me.

“There you go”

I take the phone, looking at the photo on the screen. The person on the screen looks like me yet the aura visibly surrounding me was not. The girl was standing with her back straight, her hair floating slightly around her shoulders. But the one thing that caught me most was her face, and more specifically her eyes.

Her face was pale, a toothy grin stretching her red lips. Her eyes were wild, her pupils glowing a neon blue.

“Wow” I look back at Bucky.

“Jesus, I look kinda crazy Buck” I place the phone down on the bed.

“But hella hot” Bucky reassures me, running a hand along my neck, cupping my jaw gently. I giggle, and Tony fake gags, walking out of the medical room with a disgusted facial expression.

Bucky chuckles, pulling me up slightly so He can sit behind me. He rests himself against the headboard and I lean back into his chest, sighing as his arms wrap around me.

“Are you sure you don’t think I’m weird?” I ask quietly, sinking into Bucky’s warm embrace.

“Of course not Doll, I think you’re beautiful. And you have an amazing set of powers” Bucky presses a kiss to my forehead.

“And if you think about it, you have control over the 4 elements, right? Well, that means you can control nature by combining them, that’s how you created those flowers” Bucky’s fingers are playing with the edge of my shirt, and his whispering was tickling my ear, driving me crazy.

I wriggle in his embrace, making Bucky chuckle deeply, his head moving till his lips are pressed against my ear.

“You are beautiful baby girl, don’t ever forget that” Bucky’s lips fell to my nape, kissing gently at the soft skin. I’m just about to turn around and press my lips to his when the door whirs open, revealing a tight-lipped Loki, his arms crossed as he looks down at us.

“Hey Loki. What are you doing here?” I smile at him, and it seems that he’s struggling not to smile back. But when his eyes flicker up to Bucky’s face from over my shoulder, his expression becomes blank once again.

“Tony wanted me to come check on you ‘lovebirds’, making sure he can trust me and all that” He spits out the word love birds, as if it tasted bad in his mouth. I smile gently at him, looking him in the eyes.

“Thank you, Loki. I really appreciate it” Loki snorts at me and rolls his eyes, but a hint of a smile lingers on his lips. Then, he turns around and stalks out of the room.
“Okay Buck, let’s get me out of this” I poke the wires that are stuck around my chest, and Bucky chuckles, gently peeling off the adhesive tape from my skin, his fingertips lingering over my flesh. It makes me shiver, and Bucky chuckles again, but in a lower tone, making my breath hitch.

“Bucky” I warn, and he laughs, quickly pulling off the rest of the wires. Then his hands slide between us and support my back as he helps me sit up in the bed.
“Buck, what does everyone think of me now”

Bucky turns me around to face him in the bed and his face falls as he see’s the sad look on my face.

“Well Doll, Steve thinks that you should have told them. He, Thor and Pietro are the only ones acting mature as Natasha, Clint and Sam keep running around like little children and obsessing over your powers like they were four.”

I giggle at the idea of Nat, Clint and Sam as children, most likely trying to kill each other in the process. Then a thought pops into my head.

“What about Loki then?” Bucky frowns at me, his eyebrows furrowing.

“He has barely spoken a word since you were unconscious. Mainly just hanging around Thor if he isn’t in his room”

I’m thinking about this when the door slams open and a little girl runs through and jumps onto the bed with me and Bucky, bouncing excitedly.

“I told you, I told you, I told you!” Cassie yells out, her pink cheeks growing pinker as Bucky and I both stare at her, bewildered.

“Your aura, remember!” Cassie climbs into my lap, and Bucky let’s out a laugh.

“Your power” Cassie whispers, her eyes wide.

“Peanut? Where are you?” Scott Lang walks through the medical door and his eyes widen as he sees Cassie in my lap, with Bucky behind me.

“Peanut, what are you doing?” Scott walks over to the bed, his eyes furrowed as he looks at his daughter, who quickly jumps off the bed and hides behind her father’s leg. I chuckle, looking up at Scott.

“It’s alright Scott, lovely Cassie here was reminding me of what she had told me a couple of days ago about my powers”

Scott nods to himself, processing what I had just said, his hand automatically playing with Cassie’s hair.

“Well, look at this regular old meeting going on” Tony strides into the room, followed by Sam and Clint. Both Sam and Clint stop in their tracks, their jaws dropping at the sight of myself cuddled up against Bucky.

“I – um” Bucky moves to get up, but I stop him, my hand falling to his knee in a calming gesture.

“No, stay Buck” I whisper to him as I stare at Sam and Clint, my eyes glowing slightly as I death stare them. They both snap their mouths shut, looking around at everyone in the room except you and Bucky. I snicker, leaning back against Bucky, who chuckles with me, his arms wrapping around me.

“(Y/N), did you take off your heart monitor” Tony tuts as he holds up the sticky pads that had been placed on my chest.

“No” I pause, looking up at Tony. “Bucky took them off for me” my lips pull back into a toothy smirk.

Tony groans, rubbing his face with his hand as he takes off the rest of the sticky pads from my neck and shoulders. Grinning, I stretch out in Bucky’s lap, my hands latching behind his neck.

“Hey Buck, where are y- oh” Steve walks in to the room past Sam and Clint but then stops, his eyes roving up my stretched out body and Bucky’s arms around me, then abruptly turns away, his cheeks flushing.

“Aww Steve the virgin” Tony taunts, grabbing a silver flask from his pocket and takes a swig of it, offering to the three other awe struck guys.

“Guys, you have seen me and Bucky kiss before” My eyebrows raise as Bucky helps me out of the bed, standing behind me protectively as I look at everyone else.
“Yeah, but then you were fully clothed, now you’re in flimsy hospital issue clothes” Sam points out, and I shrug, picking at my pants and shirt in distaste.

“Tony, where have my clothes gone?”

“I had Beeper clean them and then take ‘em to your room” Tony looks at me appraisingly. “Beeper likes you though”

I beam at that, giving Tony a quick hug before grabbing Bucky’s hand and pulling him with me as I walk past Sam, Clint and Steve, flashing them a smile from over my shoulder. Bucky does the same, sending them a smirk from over his shoulder as he catches up to me.

………………….

“Wow, Frosty has fallen for (Y/N) hard” Tony mutters as he takes another swig from his flask.

“Tony, have you told her what you wanted to ask her” Steve asks kindly as he pulls down the flask from Tony’s mouth. Tony shakes his head, his mouth turning down into a frown.

“It’s never the right time”

“Don’t worry Tony, the right time will come” Steve pats Tony on the shoulder.

“Yeah”

……………………

I tug Bucky along with me till we get to my room, which is where I let go of his hand, flashing him a smile as I disappear into the walk-in wardrobe.

“Damn she’s beautiful” Bucky thought to himself, sitting on the edge of (Y/N)’s bed, shamelessly picking up a pillow and breathing in it’s scent. It reminded him of her. He hugged it fiercely, watching his metal arm as it whirred and clicked quietly. He hated his arm. He hated how it made people instantly scared of him, and the fact that people could only see his face in their mind when it was half covered with leather.

Bucky growls to himself, eyes sliding shut as he tries to focus on your scent, which soothes him.

“Bucky?”

Bucky opens his eyes and looks up to see you standing in front of him in a shirt and a mid thigh-length skirt, a kind smile on your lips as you look down at him.
“Buck, if you wanted to cuddle me you only had to ask” (Y/N) says quietly, tugging gently at the corner of the pillow, making Bucky smile. Gently, you pull the pillow out of Bucky’s grasp, laying it to the side as you push Bucky back onto the bed, nudging him up the bed so his head is lying on the pillows. When he’s comfortable, his hands crossed behind his head, you crawl beside him and lay your head on his chest, nestling into the warmth, your hand resting over his heart, and noticing the way Bucky’s heart beat had accelerated slightly.

Bucky’s hands are frozen behind his head as (Y/N) nestles against him. Them slowly, he moves his hands and embraces you, and the longer you stay still, the more his fingers dig in, cementing the fact that you were there, that you weren’t repelled or scared of him.

“Are you scared of me (Y/N)?” Bucky asks quietly, his hand coming up to tangle in your hair. (Y/N) sighs, rolling over onto Bucky, one leg slipping between his as you look up at him, your hand running up his chest and over his collarbone.

“I would never be scared of you James. Never” I look into his eyes as I say those words, and tears fall down his face.

“Everyone’s scared of me Doll, and I think your mind might change if I lose control, if the Soldier takes over”

Gently, I take Bucky’s metal hand and bring it to my lips, pressing a kiss to his knuckles. He looks at me, his eyes furrowing as I continue to press kisses up his arm, only stopping when I get to the edge of the metal, where the arm ends and flesh begins. With my eyes on him, I press a kiss to his collarbone. When he doesn’t object, I keep going, pressing a kiss to his jugular, then his jaw. I pause when I’m face to face with him, and I bring my hand up to cup his face. I flick my gaze from his eyes to his lips, then back up again, asking for permission. He gives it when he surges forward, his lips pressing to mine, his hand winding through my hair, his other hand wrapping around my waist, pressing my body closer to his, his fingertips pressing into my skin.

I moan into his mouth, my hand tugging at his hair. Chuckling, I pull back, tugging his head to the side so I have access to his neck. I nip at his skin, sucking hickies over his collarbone. He growls, both hands falling to my waist and he pulls me up so I’m straddling his waist. He sits up and wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me tight against his chest, his mouth nipping at my neck, then his cool breath washes over my skin, making me shiver. I pull back, cupping his face in my hands.

“Bucky, I love you” I say sincerely, searching his face, and a smile breaks out on his face, his eyes brightening. He flips us over so I’m on my back, his thighs pressed comfortable around my waist. He bends over me, gently pulling my hands up above my head and pinning them to the bed before whispering in my ear.

“I love you too Doll” Bucky sucks my earlobe into his warm, wet mouth, nibbling it gently as he keeps my wrists secure to the bed.

“Buck, please” I whine, my hips bucking up involuntarily into him. Bucky hushes me, his metal hand staying to pin my hands up while his flesh hand comes down to my neck, rubbing soothing circles there as he kisses my jaw and the side of my mouth.

“I’ve wanted to do this for so long” Bucky whispers into my skin, pressing his lips to mine again in a deep kiss, grinding down on my waist.

“Then please, do it” my back arches as his flesh hand runs down the centre of my chest, right between my breasts, and down to where my shirt had ridden up, the small area of flesh that tightens at his touch. He chuckles into my mouth, his warm fingers finding their way under my shirt, and he traces pattern on my stomach, slowly working his way up.

My breath gets faster, and I surge up to capture Bucky’s lips with mine, moaning into his mouth. Smirking, I lift one of my thighs and it presses up against his obvious erection. He groans, grinding down against my thigh as his warm finger slips under my bra, brushing coarsely over my hardening nipple.

I gasp, and he pushes me down again, nipping down my neck again.

“Buck, stop teasing me” I mock pout at him and he hums, pulling back and pulling me with him so we are chest-to-chest. He slowly takes my shirt off, his fingers brushing my skin teasingly along the way. When he tosses my shirt to the side I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling the hair at the base of his neck.

In an effort not to make me remove my hands, he rips his shirt off and chuckles at the moan that I make at the show of his strength. Smiling, I lean down and suck one of his nipples into my mouth, licking and sucking it as he groans above me. I then switch to his untouched nipple, giving it the same treatment as his breathing gets faster. He groans and nuzzles my hair, breathing in my scent and listening to the beating of my heart which he can feel through the skin contact of my wrists to his neck.

“I really want you to take me. Will you do that pretty boy?” I look up and smirk at Bucky’s lustful expression at my dirty words, and grinned as Bucky growled and pushed me back down against the bed, quickly shucking off his pants and leaving him in tight black boxer briefs, his erection making an obvious tent in his briefs.
I slowly trail my hand down his chest and slip it under the elastic of his briefs, wrapping my hand around his cock, slowly jerking him off, and soon enough he starts to thrust into my hand, his precome slicking up my hand as he kisses down my sternum and over the swell of my breasts.

“Do you want to have me Buck?” I pull him up by his chin and kiss him gently, still slowly jerking him off. He nods, kissing me again, his metal hand creeping up my thigh, pushing the material up with his hand.

“I’ve wanted you since you made me pancakes” his metal hand brushed up my inner thigh and over the side of my panties, making me shiver with delight.

“God Buck, your metal hand, please” I whimper, and his eyes light up.

“Doll, you have little fantasies about my hand?” his metal fingertips flutter over the middle of my panties, gently pulling my hand out of his pants and placing it above my head, grabbing my other hand at the same time.

I moan at his words, my hands pinned above my head yet again, and I gladly open my legs at Bucky’s prompting metal hand. Grinning, he pushes up my skirt completely, running his cool fingers over my thighs and underneath the side of my underwear.

“I want to hear some words Doll” Bucky teases, placing a kiss on my collarbone.

“I do have fantasies about your metal fingers. About them playing with my nipples, finger fucking me, hitting my g-spot” I look into Bucky’s lust filled eyes with my own lust filled ones, my lips parting as I breathe harder.

“Ooh, dirty, dirty girl” Bucky smirks, gently pulling down my panties and sliding them down my legs, throwing them onto the floor, his thumb rubbing gently at my clit. I gasp at the sensation, my hips bucking into his hand. Then his index finger gently probes my soaking wet hole, and with a hum, he slips into me.

“You want another finger, sweetheart? Want me to work you open?” Bucky moans in my ear, his middle finger waiting at my entrance, his thumb still rubbing at my clit.

“Nghh, please, please” I beg, and he chuckles in a low voice as his middle slips in with his first finger, and I groan loudly, my jaw clenching. With a glint in his eyes, he crooks his fingers against my g-spot and I cry out as I orgasm around his fingers, and with his fingers he works me through the orgasm, placing kisses on my mouth and jaw.

“You were beautiful, writhing under me” Bucky whispers as he pulls up his hand and licks his fingers clean.

“What about you Buck?” I whisper as I look up at him, and he smiles gently, lying next to me and pulling me into his arms.

“I’m alright baby, it’s time for you to sleep” Bucky says soothingly, wrapping his arms around me and presses a kiss to my forehead.

“I love you (Y/N)”

‘I love you too James” I whisper as I slowly fall asleep.