The Spark

I slowly wake up with my face buried in someone’s neck, my whole body draped on top of a body that was much warmer than a normal human being. Cautiously, I focus on what I’m touching. I focus on my hand, exploring the sculpted bare chest with a light touch. Then I focus on my leg which was nestled between the man’s thighs.

I focus on my memories. I remember guiding Bucky to my bedroom, leaving him on the bed to get changed. Then coming back and finding him hugging my pillow, breathing my scent like he needed it to live. Then I remember kissing his metal arm, then his lips. I remember his sinful metal hand making me feel sensations that overloaded the senses in my body. Then I remember him telling me that he loved me, and I said it back.

Smiling, I nestle deeper into Bucky’s body, and a cool metal arm that I had only just noticed tightened around my body, hugging me closer.

“Bucky?” I whisper into his skin, and I can feel his chuckle vibrate through his chest before I hear it.

“Hey there Doll”

“How long were you awake for?” I shift in his grip, and his flesh hand comes up and cups my face, lifting it up so I can see his face.

“Well, I’ve been awake about half an hour before you woke up” Bucky smirks at me, leaning forward to press a kiss to my forehead. Then his eyes flicker from my face to the ceiling, a look of surprise crossing his face.

“Uh, Doll, do you know why there is a robot in your air vent?” I rise my eyebrows questioningly and he points at the ceiling. I turn around in his arms and look up at the ceiling vent, and I’m surprised to Beeper looking down at me through the grill, his tiny hand waving down at me.

“Beeper?” I exclaim, getting to my feet on the surface of the bed and reaching up to the vent, giving Bucky a perfect view up my flared out skirt and my come stained panties. Bucky’s eyes also roved over the smooth skin of my midsection and my bra covered breasts.

He gives an appreciative whistle as I reach up to open the vent, and I blush, looking down at his relaxed body and the smirk on his face before I grab Beeper and place him on the bed. I smack Bucky lightly on the chest as he chuckles, pulling me down on top of him, my hips straddling his waist as he pulls my face down to his, pressing his lips to mine in a deep kiss.

“Mm, Buck” I moan his name into his mouth as I feel a tiny metal hand tap my leg, but Bucky wraps an arm around me in response, biting my bottom lip gently. I roll my eyes and pull back, breathing heavily as I laugh gently.

“Bucky, Beeper was in my vents for a reason. Let me talk to him and then I’ll come right back to you. Promise”

Bucky mock frowns but let’s me go, his metal fingers trailing over my back as I sit cross-legged on the bed next to him, looking down at Beeper.

“Beeper, buddy, why are you crawling around in my vents?” I ask Beeper, and I frown when he doesn’t try to say anything but he presses a button on his side, and a hologram of Tony’s face pops up, making me scream and fall back onto Bucky’s body.

“Tony! What the hell!” I yell, grabbing a pillow and hugging it my chest, covering my semi naked chest. Bucky goes to get up but I push him back down, he was out of the camera’s view and I don’t particularly want Tony to know that I was fucked by him last night at this moment in time.

“Y/N! What’s with the pillow?” Tony asks, his eyebrow raised.

“Because Beeper started the live video when I didn’t have a shirt on!” I growl at him, and he bursts out laughing.

“Oh, I’m sorry Sweet cheeks” Tony had fallen out of frame but I could still hear his laughter. I start to chuckle too but I freeze when I feel Bucky’s metal fingertips creep across my bare thigh. I shiver and smack him lightly. I feel his head move slightly and then his warm, flush lips brush against my spine. I let out a strangled moan but I clap my hand over my mouth before Tony can hear.

“You might wanna be quiet Doll, don’t want Tony to know” Bucky whispers against my spine, laughter barely being contained in his voice. His cold, metal fingertips stroke up and down my thigh before trailing down my inner thigh.

“Tony! What did you want” I yell at him through the hologram, my voice an octave higher than usual when Bucky licks a stripe up my back.

“Well, when you wandered off with Frosty from the medical room and I didn’t see you at dinner I just wanted to check up on you”

“That is very kind of you Tony, but really, I’m fine” I say in a strained voice, my thighs twitching under Bucky’s metal fingers as he gets closer and closer to the edge of my panties.

“Are you sure you’re fine Y/N?” Tony’s eyes squint at me, analysing my tense face. I nod, reaching my hand around my back and palming Bucky’s erection, drawing a surprised gasp from Bucky, and his hand quickly retreats from under my skirt. I breathe a sigh of relief and smile at Tony, who starts to smile back. But too soon, I feel Bucky’s hand creep up my side and up his arm, and to my horror, into the camera frame, wrapping his arm loosely around my bicep.

“Y/N, Bucky is there with you, isn’t he?” Tony states, his gaze going to the metal hand wrapped around my bicep.

“Um” I shrug, my eyes wide, struggling to find an answer.

“Yep, I am” Bucky pipes up with a shit eating grin on his face, sitting up behind me, his bare chest visible as he leans around me to turn off Beeper’s hologram.
“Bucky!” I round on him, laughing as he pushes me back down onto the bed, his elbows on either side of my head as he straddles my waist, his warm breath tickling my ear.

“Oh My God, Tony knows that I slept with you” I moan, tilting my head to the side as Bucky nips at my skin.

“Is that really a bad thing?” Bucky murmurs into my skin, lifting his head to look into my eyes, a smirk on his lips.

“No” I shake my head, using my hands to move Bucky’s lower body, prompting him to lift his hips up so I can spread my legs and he settles between my spread legs. I lock my ankles together behind his back, moaning as I feel Bucky’s erect cock nudge against my core, only separated by my panties and Bucky’s briefs.

“Mm, morning sex would be the perfect statement for when we go breakfast” Bucky’s hands tangle in my hair as he pushes up against me, teasing his covered cock head over my panties which are quickly getting soaked with my arousal.

“So wet for me Doll, aching for my cock, isn’t that right?” Bucky growls into my cleavage, nosing into the soft skin he finds there.

“Ah Buck, please, I need you” I cry out, my whole body bucking into Bucky’s mouth and groin.

“Is that what you really want, Y/N?” Bucky lifts his head up, our noses almost touching as he looks into my eyes.

“I want it James. Please”

Bucky’s blue eyes search mine, then he growls, sliding off his boxers and my panties, sliding his cock head up my folds, positioning his cock at my entrance while his thumb rubs at my clit, making me gasp.

“You’re so wet, Y/N, gonna be so easy to slide into you” Bucky purrs, licking into my mouth as he attacks my lips.

“You ready, baby doll?” Bucky pushes into me slightly, his metal hand running down my thigh as he props it up, bending my leg at the knee, opening me up even more for him. I nod to him, and he gives me a smile before he slowly pushes into me.

I cry out at the feeling of being filled up, of the slow burn of being stretched open. I can’t help but clench around him and he grunts, his grip in my hair tightening as he thrusts into me. He slowly sinks into me, stopping when his pelvis is pressed right up against mine, spreading my thighs even wider. Then with a kiss to my sternum, he slowly pulls out till the head is just inside me, then thrusts back in again, starting a slow rythmn, long and powerful.

“So beautiful under me Doll, so tight, so soft” Bucky whispers, his pace quickening, his breathing getting faster as he starts to pound into me.

“God, faster please Buck, you feel so bloody good” I moan, tightening my legs, pressing him closer into me, driving him deeper into me.

“Are you close Doll? Tell me how close you are to coming on my cock” Bucky speeds up almost to a frenzy, panting against my neck.

“I am so fucking close Bucky, just need a little bit more to push me over the edge” I pull Bucky’s head down and capture his mouth in a searing kiss.

Bucky growls deep in his chest, and he releases his flesh hand from my hair and trails it down my chest, sliding his hand under my bra and massages my breast, his calloused fingers brushing over my aching nipple.

“You’re my beautiful Doll, my baby doll, and I want you to come for me” His dirty words wash over me and with one last thrust I orgasm, clenching around Bucky, setting off Bucky’s release and he erupts in me with a cry, and we both work each other through our post orgasms.

Grunting, Bucky slipped out of me and flops on the bed next to me, his metal arm pulling me closer to him, and with a sigh he buries his nose in my hair, breathing in my scent like he always does.

“You were amazing” Bucky chuckles at the compliment, pulling the bed covers over us, and I grin, nestling against him, breathing in his own musky scent of pine trees and smoke and cinnamon.

“And you were beautiful Y/N”

“You know, we really should leave for breakfast” Bucky laughs, and I look up at him, my eyebrow rising in a questioning look.

“Well, it’s almost lunchtime now, so how bout we stay here in bed and sleep together until dinner, then we can face Tony and the rest together. Sound good?” Bucky presses a soft kiss to my forehead.

“Very good” I rest my head on Bucky’s chest, slowly falling into sleep.

“Sleep well Doll”

“I will with you here”

……………………..

I grabbed Bucky’s hand the instant we left the lift. He looks back at me with his eyebrow cocked but he complies anyway, his fingers gently entwining with mine. I sigh with relief, gladly letting Bucky pull me along the corridor and towards the end of the hallway which leads to the open floor plan of the communal floor.

“Doll, what are you afraid of? Some genetically enhanced old men?”

“Buck, you are a genetically enhanced old man” I remind him, and he laughs, his eyes sparkling at me.

“So, what’s a young doll like you fucking an old man like me?” Bucky whispers into my ear and I squeak, a blush rushing to my cheeks.

“You’re a dirty old man, that’s what you are” I put emphasis on the word dirty, and Bucky’s eyes darken with lust, his metal hand curling around my waist, kneading into the flesh above my ass. He pushes me backwards till my back hits the wall, one hand supporting himself against the wall as he towers over me.

“I may be a dirty old man but you are my dirty baby doll, aren’t you?” his words are low, and hoarse as he cages me tightly against the wall, our gazes locked together.

“Ahem”

I turn my head to see Steve standing at the end of the hallway, a blush reddening his cheeks as he resolutely stares at the wall next to my head, refusing to look either one of us in the eye.

“Hey Steve” I say shyly, moving into Bucky’s embrace as he wraps an arm around my waist. Steve looks at us then, and smiles gently, moving to one side of the hallway, making an obvious path for us.

Steve could hear low voices in the hallway that led into the kitchen. Curious, he walks on silent feet to the entrance of the hallway, and he freezes, his eyes going wide at the sight before him.

Bucky and Y/N are about halfway down the hallway, and they were in an intimate position, one that made Steve flush. Bucky had Y/N pinned to the wall, one hand curling around her waist while the other one was braced against the wall, and his body was pressed snuggly against her, all of his body effectively pinning her to the wall.

Bucky’s face was dark with lust as he looked down at Y/N’s face, his hair hanging down slightly as he murmured words to her. But Steve could see something else on his face too, a look of love and openness that Steve had never seen on Bucky’s before, even before the time he was the Winter Soldier, when he was just Sargent Barnes.

“Ahem”

Steve coughed into his hand to get their attention, his eyes focusing on the wall beside them as they pulled away from the wall, bashful smiles appearing on their faces.

“Hey Steve” Y/N says shyly, an expression of pure joy on her face as Bucky’s arm wraps around her, pulling her closer to Bucky.

Steve studied their faces, and saw the joy and love in their eyes. So, with a smile, Steve stepped to the side of the hallway, giving them a way past him and into the kitchen.

I smile at Steve as I walk past him, my arm wrapped around Y/N’s waist. I press a kiss to the top of her head as I walk forward, but I pause when I feel a hesitant hand on my shoulder.

“Hey Buck, you mind if I talk to you for a sec?” Steve asks quietly, a small smile on his lips as he looks hesitantly at me. I quickly look at Y/N to check that she would be okay with going on without me, and she nods at me, drawing me into a small kiss before skipping away, my hand slipping off her waist.

Steve and I watch Y/N walk away, heading towards the kitchen where she started to rummage for food in the fridge.

“God, I love her Steve”

“I can see that Buck. I haven’t seen you this happy before, even before the war.” Steve turned to face me, his face beaming at me as he pulls me into a hug. I stiffen in surprise but relax into the hug, patting Steve’s back as I chuckle.

“I’m glad you approve Steve” I rub my hand over my face, my eyes shutting as I try to collect my emotions.

“Steve, she could have chosen anyone to love, and she chose me. How did I get so lucky to have her after all the horrendous things I have done” My voice chokes, my face falling into my hands, tears brimming in my eyes.

“God, she’s just so perfect, and beautiful, and fucking amazing, and I’m me. A broken, used ex assassin, with everyone afraid of me and my potential relapses” I start to shake.

“Buck” Steve says warningly, and I look up to see Y/N standing in front of me, a plate of pancakes topped with whipped cream, honey and blueberries in her hands. Slowly, she puts down the plate on the nearest table, and gingerly stepping towards me, her eyes focused on my face as she reached out for my hands. She takes them gently in her own hands, rubbing circles on the back of my hands with her thumbs as she kisses away the tears that are falling down my face.

“Hey Buck, you’re okay” she whispers, pulling me closer to her and I gladly bury my face in her neck, breathing in her scent, tears freely falling down my face. I sense Steve sneaking away from us, and I’m glad, I just want to be alone with Y/N.

“Y/N! Frosty!” I hear Tony yell from behind me, and I growl deep in my throat, summoning a wall of water that blocks off both ends of the hallway. I used water so people could still see us but virtually no sound carries through and it’s almost like glazed glass, the ripples distorting our actual movements.

When I don’t hear Tony try to get through the water I know Steve has talked to him, so I focus on Bucky.

“Buck, I heard everything you said. It’s not true” I whisper in his ear, and Bucky whines, shaking his head against my neck.

“I’ve killed people Y/N” Bucky moans, and I pull back from him, looking into his eyes.

“I’ve killed people too Buck. Come on, it’s story time” I pull Bucky with me towards the elevator, dissolving the walls of water when the lift doors close behind us.
When we get to the rood, I tug Bucky towards one of benches near the edge of the roof, one hand still entwined with Bucky’s. Bucky had stopped crying, and his tears had dried in tracks on his cheeks.

“Doll? What did you mean that you’ve killed people?” Bucky tightened his grip on my hand, grounding me, encouraging me to talk.

“It means I’m not the innocent girl you think I am, James. Many years ago, I was in my home with my family when robbers burst into our home. They shot my dog, they shot my parents, they shot my little sister. They didn’t even ask for anything. They just used their guns and shot my whole and only family. So, before I had even known what I was doing, almost like instinct, I grabbed a pencil that my dead little sister had been using and stabbed one of the men in the jugular with it. I had grabbed his gun and shot the other two before they even knew what had happened.” I had pulled my hand out of Bucky’s grasp and now I stared at it, lying in my lap.
“I ran, Buck. I had killed three men even though it was in self-defense, so I ran. I couldn’t bury my family. I couldn’t attend the funeral. I was lucky enough that my bank account still worked, so I had taken out all my money before they froze my account. It had been three years since I had settled here, and it still hurts. It still aches” I glance over at Bucky, but he is facing away from me, his metal hand clenched on his thigh.

“Buck?” I place my hand on his shoulder, frowning when I feel a shudder run through his body.

“Y/N, run” Bucky’s voice is strained as he turns to face me, his eyes wild as they rapidly go in and out of focus.

“Bucky, what’s wrong?” I drop to my knees in front of him, cupping his face in my hands. He looks around frantically, finally settling on my face.

“Doll, you have to- have to - готовы соблюдать (ready to comply)” Bucky’s eyes glaze over completely and his metal hand wraps around my throat, tightening.

I choke, my hands wrapping around his wrist, trying to pull it away but his grip is like iron. He launches at me and pushes me onto my back on the ground, straddling my waist as he pins me down by my throat. I start to panic, the wind swirling around us as I struggle to comprehend that the Winter Soldier has taken over Bucky in a relapse.

“Bucky, no!” Steve’s voice swims in and out of my hearing as my eyes flutter closed, the wind falling still as I fade in and out of consciousness.

I inhale deeply and cough when I feel Bucky’s body get torn off mine, his hand letting go of my neck. I start to cry then, but no sound comes out of my mouth as bruises start to instantly form on my neck. I sense someone kneel next to me and gather my body in their arms, cradling me to their chest.

I open my eyes and I focus on the man that was carrying me, and I see Loki’s worried face swing in and out of focus, then my vision fades into darkness.

………………

When the elevator doors slide open, all of the Avengers see Bucky straddling Y/N, his metal hand squeezing the life out of her as she struggles, the air whipping around them.

“Bucky, no!” Steve yells out, darting forward and grabbing the back of his shirt, pulling him off Y/N and flinging him into a nearby wall, Steve’s subconscious registering the lack of wind as Y/N’s form falls limp for a moment.

“Loki, I’m trusting you here, get Y/N out of here!” Tony yells at Loki, who nods and quickly picks Y/N up.

“Bucky, snap out of it!” Steve yells as he throws the Winter Soldier back into the wall, who only growls at him, his eyes narrowed.

“Bucky, remember Y/N! Remember her face! Remember how she loves you!” Steve yelled at him, slapping him in the face and Bucky stumbles, falling to his knees as his eyes cleared.

“Oh God, oh God” Bucky repeated under his breath, his breath erratic and eyes wide, his metal fingers digging grooves into the concrete ground.

Steve drops to his knees in front of Bucky, his hands going to his shoulders as Bucky’s body shakes.

“Steve what did I do!” Bucky looks up at Steve with wild eyes, his flesh hand gripping Steve’s wrist tightly.

“Well, Frosty, someone had a relapse” Sam commented under his breath, but both super soldiers heard him.

“Shut up, Sam!” Steve yelled at Sam before turning back to Bucky, who was starting to hyperventilate.

“Steve, I was going to kill her. I love her and I was going to kill her!” Bucky screams out, collapsing into Steve’s embrace. All the Avengers stood around them, looking down at Bucky’s sobbing form, and they all understood that Bucky truly loves her.