A Thief in the Night *
HQ | Kitchen
It was late, you were in the kitchen with Wanda and Vision playing Monopoly. The game started two hours ago and you were already sick of it. You sighed, hitting the home button on your phone to look at the clock.
22:23
Who thought playing Monopoly was a good idea? This freaking game never ends. Vision and Wanda argued about a rent or something -you were not paying attention- and you sighed again, planting your elbow on the table. You rested your chin in the palm of your hand and hit the home button again, thinking that perhaps time passed super-fast since the last time you checked.
22:23
Damn it! You rolled your eyes before your phone chimed with a new text message. You almost squealed when you saw it was from Bucky.
Feeling lonely… When you gotta join me, doll?
There were voices around you as you tapped a reply to your secret boyfriend. You smiled goofily at your phone before loud chuckles grabbed your attention.
“Sorry?” You asked, a deep crease between your brows. Wanda and Vision smiled at you like parents proud of their little one.
“Is there a boy requiring your services?” Vision asked, a British accent slipped through the android.
“Gross.” You muttered, your face reflecting your disgust.
“I think what Vision meant,” Wanda interjected. “is that there must be a very lucky man in your life. Your smile isn’t fooling anyone.”
“Ah well, it’s none of your business.” You replied cheekily, shrugging one shoulder. “Let’s finish the game.”
The duo replied with fake offended ‘ouuh’s before your phone buzzed again. It was a picture of Bucky. His perfectly toned chest was bare and he only wore a pair of black sweatpants.
Sculpted lines on the edge of his waist pointed towards the bulge in his sweatpants in an upside-down ‘V’. You groaned inwardly and tried to keep a straight face.
You sabotaged the game as fast as you could and lord knows it wasn’t easy. You received more pictures of Bucky. In the last one, he had removed his sweatpants and was firmly holding the base of his erect cock. The capture read,
Starting without you
Don’t you dare! you tapped quickly.
You shoved your phone in your back pocket before you excused yourself and left. You could still hear Wanda and Vision from the hall and rolled your eyes as you turned the corner, almost bumping into Steve.
“Going to bed?” Steve flipped his wrist to look at his watch.
“Why? You wanna join me, Captain?” You teased, nudging his side with your elbow as you walked past him.
He started stuttering out incoherent words. You turned and walked backwards to appreciate your handiwork. His face turned a deep shade of red, the colour quickly spread up to his neck and ears, giving you a weird sense of pride.
You shot him a playful wink and disappeared around another corner. When you were sure that no one was around, you entered Bucky’s room.
“What took you so long?” A very naked Bucky sat on his bed when he saw you.
“Sorry, I was teasing Steve.” You removed your jumper and t-shirt while toeing off your shoes. “He gets flustered so fast, I swear his face could heat a room.”
“I know another way to warm up a room.” He wiggled his eyebrows and patted an empty spot in front of him.
You put your phone on the bedside table and sat on the bed to remove your jeans. You felt him move up behind you, his warm lips traced up your collarbone before he planted wet kisses along the side of your neck.
“No hickeys!” You took his chin between two fingers and turned his head to kiss his lips. “I’m tired of having to explain how I got ‘em.”
“I loved your last one: ‘got attacked by the vacuum’. Such a lousy liar.” He unclasped your bra, then slid the straps over your shoulders and down your arms.
“I’m running out of good excuses.” You gasped when his hands started to slowly knead your breasts. The contrast between his warm hand and his metal hand was enough to make your nipples hard. “And it doesn’t help that you’re sending me dirty pictures of yourself. You know I always lose my phone. What if someone else sees it?”
“That would be absolutely horrible.” He replied in a teasing tone. He pinched the erect bud tightly between his thumb and index finger while his metal hand trailed down your stomach.
You knew he wasn’t paying attention to what you were saying so you turned around and swatted his chest before he made you straddle his lap.
“Stop fooling around! I’m not kidding, you owe me, Barnes.” He groaned deep in his throat when you used his last name.
You pressed your lace covered pussy against his erection, using the head of his cock to massage your clit.
“Tell you what,” He tore apart the lacy material, and it was so habitual that you didn’t even care anymore. “I’ll let you call the shots this time.”
“Yeah, right,” You scoffed, biting on your bottom lip when his cock slipped between your folds. “That’s what you said two nights ago and we both know it never happened.”
“I’m serious. Use me like one of your pretty little toys.” He grinned. He lay down on the mattress, arms folded behind his head.
“You have the most stupid face.” You leaned forward to slap his cheek affectionately. “I wanna ride it.” You smirked when his pink tongue peeked out and taunted you with a suggestive come-hither motion.
His cocky smile made your inside go all warm and you tried to hide it, but the cheeky bastard knew exactly how to make you gasp.
You moved to rest a knee at each side of his face and he kissed the inside of your knee.
His hands rubbed soft circles as his mouth trailed kisses up the inside of your thigh. Bucky’s tongue teased and tormented you until you were a panting mess above him.
You pressed your hands on the headboard for support and rode his face like a cowgirl on a mechanical bull.
His large hands gripped your waist, fingers digging into your flesh as he helped you slide back and forth over his demanding tongue. He smacked your ass cheek hard, feeling your walls tightened around his tongue.
Your eyes were closed shut as you approached your climax. You tried to warn him, but you the words were trapped in your throat and the sound that came out was a guttural moan. You thighs quivered and you burst apart, moaning his name. Your body was still shaking from your orgasm when you rolled off him.
“Am I forgiven?” He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
You straddled his thick thighs and steadied yourself with a hand on his chest. “Almost.” You replied with a smirk, lining him up with your entrance.
You sank down onto his cock, taking him deep until he was buried to the hilt. Bucky put his hands around your waist, helping you upward. You raised yourself and sat down hard, his fingers digging into your flesh.
He planted his feet on the mattress and met your trusts, sending you spiralling out of control. He hammered into you over and over until you forgot your own name.
His gaze dropped to your bouncing tits before his mouth latched onto your nipple. You felt the familiar heat curling in your lower belly. His thumb easily found your clit and rubbed fast circles until your pussy clamped around his throbbing cock.
Your orgasm drew Bucky over the edge, he grunted as he spilled himself inside you. You helped him rode out his orgasm before you fell back onto the mattress and sighed contently.
Your legs were still shaking and your body was glistening with sweat, but you felt blessed.
“Sorry,” He winced, his face was serious and you couldn’t help but chuckle. Why on earth would he say that when he just gave you two mind-blowing orgasms? “It’s gonna leave bruises.” He kissed your hip bone where the imprint of his fingers marred your skin.
“Barely, unfortunately.” You winked, soothing his worries. You put your hand on the back of his neck and pulled him into a slow, passionate kiss.
He smiled at you like you were the world and left to grab a warm wash cloth. When he came back you were setting the alarm on your phone.
“Ah, yes!” Bucky mumbled, lying next to you. “The 4am alarm.” The expression on his face showed his frustration as he took a deep breath.
“I need to be out of your room before Steve wakes up.” You put the phone on the bedside table and nestled against him.
When the alarm rang you groaned, but moved the sheets because you only had about ten minutes before Steve would barge into Bucky’s room for their morning run. You sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed the sleep from your eyes.
“Um, what’r doin’?” Bucky mumbled in a sleepy voice, his eyes only half open as he looked at you.
“What does it look like?” You said through a scoff. “I’m going back to my room.”
“Stay.” He grumbled, pulling you down next to him on the bed. He threw the sheets back over the both of you and pressed you closer to his chest. He kissed the side of your neck before his head fell back onto the pillow.
“If I stay I won’t be able to leave your room discreetly.” You made sure he understood. “Everyone will know.”
“I’m countin’ on it.” He smiled against your neck. “Now go back to sleep.” He spooned you closer to him.
You fell asleep with a big smile on your face until Steve’s loud gasp woke you up and Bucky threw a pillow at him.