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You woke up and stretched all your limbs. Five years after moving into Avengers tower and you still swear up and down that the best part of the whole superhero gig is the size of the bed. You can starfish yourself out and still have space, you never have to worry about falling off during the night, which you’ll admit before the tower it happened far too often.
Give Tony Stark his due, he's a great hero and a wonderful boss, but that all falls short on his furniture shopping ability.
So, this morning’s plans are breakfast, run and shower, maybe run, shower then breakfast?
"FRIDAY who's in the kitchen right now?" You yelled up to the sky, you loved it because you felt like you were talking to God, Tony loved this comparison.
"Just Sergeant Barnes, Miss L/N."
Well, that's that decided, breakfast first since it's never too early to rile up a co-worker.
*
"Hey there Soldier" you saunter in the kitchen in your running gear. Your ass looked good, and you knew it and he knew it, the Mars rover knew it. Heading towards the cereal cupboard, you bypassed it and reached behind the microwave where you knew Clint kept his special cereal. It had so much chocolate in it.
"He finds out that it's you stealin' that and you'll be in trouble doll." He watches you pour yourself a big bowl and put it back exactly where you found it, you hadn’t been caught yet. Sitting down across from Bucky you take a minute to run your eyes over his frame, the term sex on a stick came to mind and you smirked.
"And how exactly is he going to find out hm? Planning on ratting me out Soldier?" You start wolfing it down, growing up in a 'eat fast or don't eat at all' situation you've learned not to fuck about with food. Living in a billionaire’s house has changed your perspective slightly, but old habits and all that.
"Nah doll I wouldn't rat you out, but I ain't the only person in the house."
"And what a pity that is, the things we could get up to in an empty house." Bucky turns around and glares at you whilst a blush creeps up his cheeks, you washed your bowl of evidence and winked on your way out the door.
You smiled the whole duration of your run.
*
About a year ago you and Steve went on a trip to the museum because you told him you’d never seen his exhibit. Whilst you were there you saw the video of him and Bucky in the forties, it was taken too far away to hear what they were laughing about but luckily enough you had the star of the show on your arm.
"Hey Steve, what's going on in that video?" You pointed to the one of him and Bucky laughing. He smiled a small smile that made your heart ache and for a minute you were sorry you asked.
"Ha, to my recollection Buck was telling me about some girls he charmed the night before in a bar, he was a real smooth talker in the forties." You thought about the quiet, soldier you shared your life with, who once had to leave a room because you spilled water on your white tee and you didn’t have a bra on.
"Are you sure we're talking about the same person? He goes crimson if I wear a short skirt?" Steve laughed again and looked down at you. You loved that he was tall. Tall, blond, and beautiful. Not your type, but you still considered yourself blessed that you got to see him every day.
"Yeah, I think it's to do with, well you have to understand, in the forties Bucky was considered hot stuff, and he looks so different now. Also, women are a lot more confident now than they were back then. The whole dynamics changed, trust me, it’s daunting."
"So, he feels like he doesn't have the upper hand anymore? Surely, he's looked in a mirror recently and realised he's still a panty dropper?" Steve laughed again and you admired the way he threw his head back; laughing like he didn't have a care in the world.
"I bet you'd have him a blushin' up a storm if you said anything like that to him."
“You’re goin’ pretty red in the face yourself there Cap’n.”
And that was that, on the drive back home you and Steve made a bet that you could get Bucky to blush at least once a day. Work and tragedy aside, you hadn't failed yet. Bucky caught on after about a week and built up a slight resistance to the flirtations you threw his way. You just upped your game and pushed through.
The truth was you liked Bucky; you really did. He was sweet, kind, (sexy as all sin), but he didn’t talk to you much, or at all.
You weren’t one to be ignored hence, the bet.
*
The next morning you ate breakfast by yourself, you expected as much knowing that Bucky wouldn't be caught the same place twice in a row. You looked over at the calendar on the far wall and smiled.
After the rest of the Avengers had caught on to your little game (to be honest you think Steve told them) Tony had come home with a big Avengers calendar and a pack of red star stickers that matched the one on Bucky's arm perfectly. He announced that it wasn't fair to everyone (who apparently had big money riding on your game) that they couldn't keep track of how it was going, so every day that you succeeded Bucky was to put a little red star on the date. Bucky, being a surprisingly good sport, agreed.
Nearly every day was a sticker day, you would never half ass a mission after all, some days had two or three stickers which were days when you were feeling particularly witty. You were hoping to get a five-star day but so far, no luck. Some days didn't have any stickers, but those days usually meant that saving the world went a bit awry and one of you ended up in the hospital wing (Bruce has a strict, no games in the hospital room after that one round of hide and seek that got Peter stuck in an MRI machine) most days were good though.
"Miss L/N Captain Rodgers is requesting your presence in the briefing room."
"Thank you, FRIDAY." You roll your eyes, here we go again. Didn't even get to finish your stolen cereal.
*
"Alright so we have information on a Hydra base that's been inactive for a while but hasn't been searched yet. We've been asked to send people in that'll know what to look for," he looked at you and Bucky, "now the information we have said this is such an old base that it should be completely empty, but, after what happened last time and since we don't actually know for sure, we're going to treat this like any other mission and we're all going to go."
Last time you were sent to a seemingly empty Hydra base, it had turned out less empty than everyone would have liked, especially Clint who had gotten himself shot. Wanda and Nat took that real well. By the end of the night the whole base was burned down and everyone inside was dead. Clint had smiled and said he was proud of his murderous wife and daughter.
Steve was giving instructions, Nat, Clint, Bucky and you were to go in, then you and Bucky were to go into the rooms and hunt for information whilst Nat and Clint stayed outside and watched for anyone approaching, Steve would stay on the jet with Bruce whilst Tony, Wanda, Vision and Sam were air support.
"Okay everyone go suit up and get on the jet,” he always spoke as if talking to a child getting ready for school, “remember to bring lots of weapons and-"
"And Bucky remember to wash your face." Everyone turned around to look at you, Bucky looked especially confused.
"Why should he remember that Y/N?" Tony asked, amused as if he knew what was coming.
"Because I'm going to need a clean place to sit of course, can’t have my uniform all dirty." You smiled brightly and looked right into Bucky's eyes as you saw the blush creep up his neck and hit his face, that delightful shade of pink you'd come to adore. Everyone started to giggle as they watched Bucky leave the room muttering under his breath about needing to ask Stark for more fucking stickers.
*
You were dodging bullets left, right and center whilst running for your life down an unfamiliar corridor, you could hear the same kind of action going on through your comms from everyone else on the team.
Empty Hydra base your ass.
You dived down behind a crate and reloaded your gun then jumped up and fired off four shots, each hitting home in a man’s forehead. You sent up a silent thank you to Hydra for making you such an effective assassin then you started to run again.
"Why do they bother with bullet proof vests, honestly who doesn't make a head shot anymore?" You say into your comms as you jump over a dead body with an arrow through its throat, you must be running in the right direction if you can see Hawkeye's handy work.
"I don't think now's the time Switch!" Tony shouted and you could hear what sounded like an explosion in the background.
‘Switch’ short for ‘Switchblade’ was your 'superhero name' in Hydra your alias had been a nice long Russian word that only Bucky or Nat could pronounce then after you had first been taken in by the Avengers you had attacked Sam with a Switchblade. Three times. Tony decided that that would be your alias now and no one cared enough to disagree with him, you secretly loved it, but you wouldn't tell him that.
"I'm just sayin' Tonez it's insulting!" You stopped to fight with a big man with a knife, ten seconds and he was on his ass, they just didn't make them like you anymore.
Running further down the hall a little you collided with a big form and a familiar metal arm.
"Woah there Soldier, watch the hands we're on a mission." Bucky just rolled his eyes and nodded towards another corridor, you rolled your eyes back and then you were running again. Running. Bane of your existence, it was worth defeating all of Hydra just so you didn't have to run ever again.
You and Bucky broke out at the door which you had both entered, Nat and Clint were already there. You could see Wanda above you hovering in midair looking grim.
"Okay so good news and bad news, the good news is no one's dead."
"Yet."
"Yes, yet, thank you Clint." Watching Natasha and Clint on a mission together was like watching two parts of the same person or twenty dancers all in perfect harmony.
"The bad news is that some Hydra fucker rigged this whole place to explode and if we're not away in about… three minutes? We're going down with it." You stopped and sighed, honestly is it too much to ask for one nice easy mission, just one, you didn’t feel you were asking much.
You didn't get this much bother when you were a Hydra agent.
"Okay team you heard Widow, time isn't on our side so we gotta get outta here, Bruce get the jet in the air, flyers, grab a buddy and let's get home." You smiled at the way Steve said 'home' and saw Bucky do the same out of the corner of your eye.
You watched as Wanda floated down to grab Clint and Vision came down and got Nat, you saw Tony fly by holding an angry looking Captain, who hated being carried bridal, so he was just dangling from Iron Man's arms.
You and Bucky waited knowing that Wanda and Vision would be back in a second to collect the both of you.
You sneaked a look at Bucky, he really was handsome. Tall with dark hair you just wanted to pull. You watched his eyes darting back and forth looking for threats and noting everything about his surroundings, you were amazed at how blue they looked even when clouded with caution.
Your eyes raked down to his broad shoulders and muscled arms, not a day had gone by since you've known the man that you didn't want him to pick you up. Just toss you around and show you how strong he really was. One day you had tripped over a shoe that someone (Clint or Sam without a doubt) had left lying around, and Bucky had caught you round the waist with his metal arm. You had thought of absolutely nothing else since.
You felt your body being lifted off the ground and knew Wanda was back, then you watched Vision float down and offer a hand to Bucky and pull him up too.
You weren't on the quin-jet a full minute before the Hydra base exploded.
You glanced over at the soldier sitting across from you. "Hey Buck," he looked up, "I think I lost my keys, can I check your pants?"
*
The gyms probably the last place he should be after a mission like that one but alas that's where he was when Steve found him.
You can tell a lot about a person from the way they walk into a room. Tony walks into every room like he owns it, nine times out of ten he does. Steve on the other hand, walked into every room like he didn’t care who owned it but he was in charge of it now, a side effect of his Captainess. Bucky wondered more than once if Steve ever switched it off, if he could.
"Hey Buck, Tony's decided we're all drinking tonight, he even managed to dig up some of Thor's mead for you and me, hows ‘bout it?" Bucky immediately wanted to say no, he hated social time.
He had come into the tower as an enemy and had eventually turned into a teammate, he was always Steve's friend and him and Nat had gotten a lot closer, having more in common with her than a lot of the others, but he was still on edge with everyone else. He was never outwardly hostile to anyone, but he still felt as though no one really cared for him like the way they did Steve.
And you, he just didn't know what to feel where you were concerned. At first, he avoided you like he did everyone, then you had started your ridiculous game to make him blush, come Hell or high water. He didn't hate it exactly, he actually quite enjoyed being involved in something, especially since the whole tower got in on it, but he hated the hold you had on him, how every time you made a flirty comment or innuendo, he'd blush like a bride on her weddin' night.
It wasn't so much the comments he was blushin' about; he could handle some dirty words, he was in the army for fucks sake, but it was the way you said things, always the innocent, pairing your comments with a pretty smile and bright eyes. He wanted to ruin it, to ruin you.
He knew that he was lot older than you even without the super soldier advantage, and a lot stronger and probably a lot more experienced as well. He could eat you alive, but he wasn't sure if that was something that you actually wanted past a stupid bet, so he kept himself away from you, unsure what would happen if he got too close.
"Nah Stevie I think I'll give this one a miss, that meads dangerous and last time we nearly killed ourselves seeing who jump from the highest window. Also sitting in a room with a drunk Y/N? Stark'll probably have to buy a sticker factory for that and there are limits." Steve grimaced and chuckled a bit.
"You've got a point there pal, but it'll be fun! And c'mon maybe with some Asgardian mead in you you'll finally have the balls to say something to make her blush back, you certainly could have done it back in the day." Bucky smirked; he was right, in the forties there wasn't a dame around that he didn't charm.
"I don't need otherworldly mead to charm a girl Stevie, I just wouldn't want to waste my efforts on this one, she's such a cocky little shit that I could pull her damn hair on one of Stark's sofas and she still wouldn't blush." Bucky punched his bag another couple of times then wiped the sweat off his face and walked over to the door where Steve was leaning like a bad James Dean impersonator.
"I wouldn't be so sure about that Buck, I remember the day she and I made that bet and I distinctly remember her saying that she wouldn't know what to do if you decided to flirt back one day, you say the right thing and you might just knock her on her ass."
Steve shrugged and walked away but his words were still running through Bucky's head as he made his way to a treadmill, he might just make an appearance tonight to see how true Steve's words were. Even if he just showed you a glimpse of the Sergeant he was before, that would be enough.
*
You were sitting on the floor between Sam's legs sipping your second glass of vodka, on the chair across from you was Nat and Clint, forever sharing furniture, Wanda was on the couch to your right, sitting in between Tony and Bruce and Steve was on the floor to your left with a space next to him for Bucky if he ever showed up. Vision had elected to miss this evening’s activities so he could read in his bedroom, although he did want everyone to note that he was on call if anyone tried to jump out of any windows, Steve smiled at him rather guilty looking.
"Okay everyone how about a game of Never Have I Ever? Most of us have so we should all get pretty smashed from the first round." Clint announced from his position under Nat’s legs. There was a resounding cheer from the room and then a voice from the door that said, "I don't think I've ever played that one, would you mind explaining it to me Captain Birdseye?" You turned around with a smile to greet your Winter Soldier and your voice caught in your throat.
Bucky looked in a word: edible. He was dressed in a tight pair of black jeans with a tight white v neck that was pretty much see through and wrapped round his muscles like a second skin. His hair was up in a bun with just a couple of strands loose, enough to frame his face nicely. His metal arm was on show which you absolutely adored because it was hands down the hottest thing ever made in a Stark lab and that includes all ninety-five Iron suits. Bucky looked fucking amazing and when his eyes dropped to yours and winked, you honestly think you might have passed out for a minute.
"It's pretty easy Snowflake, someone says something like "never have I ever had sex" (a cheer went up around the room) and if you have, and I would hope you had, then you take a drink and if you haven't you don't." Clint explains then Natasha jumps in with,
"We lay a shot glass on the table for each person to fill with their own drink, right in the middle, so you have to reach out to take a drink, basically it's so no one can hide any wicked secrets with sly sips." She smiled with a wink towards Bruce who looked flustered at the mere thought of a wicked action.
"Seems easy enough, are we on the mead tonight my dear Captain?" Bucky looked towards Steve who pulled out a bottle of amber liquid and smiled, a third cheer went up around the room, it was rare the super soldiers ever let loose, the window thing being an exception.
"Are we ready to go?" Tony said after everyone had poured their first shots, him, Bruce and Sam were drinking some kind of bourbon, whilst yourself, Nat, Clint and Wanda were drinking Russian vodka. You didn't want to start so hard, but Nat laughs at anyone who can't handle her ‘water’, so you didn't really have a choice.
"No wait, I have something to say before we start." You said throwing your hands up. You looked over at Bucky who rolled his eyes and sat up to look back at you.
"Yes?"
"Baby when you walked in you looked so good, I lost my tongue." You paused for a second then smiled, "Would you mind putting yours in my mouth?" You grinned in delight as a blush spread on his cheeks, as it wasn’t one of your better lines you were assuming most of the flush in his face was the alcohol in his system. You didn’t care. It still counted.
He stood up to put a little red star on the calendar for today’s date (the picture for this month is Bruce in a lab coat with SMASH spray painted in green on the back, you loved it, he didn’t). Bucky then turned back around and squatted down, so he was eye level with you and smirked,
"I can put my tongue anywhere you want doll."
There was silence. All you could hear was your heart pounding against your ribcage. You opened and closed your mouth like a fish and felt your own blush creep up on your face. Bucky stood back up and addressed the room, who thankfully were as shocked as you.
"Ladies and gents I'm adding new rules to this game," he gestured to where you were sitting, "Y/N has vowed to make me blush every day and I think we can all agree she's very good at it," Steve snorted, "but I'm adding in a rebuttal, for everyday that she can make me blush, I bet I can make her speechless, completely silent, and personally I think I've got off to a strong start.”
“She’s still kicking your ass though Barnes, she has two nearly full months behind her and as much as I think it would do Switch some good to keep her trap shut for ten minutes, I don’t know how this is gonna end for you.”
Steve looked at Tony and nodded. “He’s got a point Buck, I mean how do you even determine a winner if y/n has such a head start?”
“Clever boys, both of you. I had already thought of this, being as brilliant as I am.”
“Look at this, he has one drink and suddenly he’s Tony.”
“Bite it Green Giant.”
Bucky cleared his throat. “First to a full month. That’s how we’ll decide and that means every day, concussion or no." You felt something land in your lap and looked down to a small pack of stickers that were made up of little black cats. "Even got you your own stickers kitten." You blushed again at the pet name and looked between the stickers and Bucky's face, then to the calendar. You thought for a minute then set your jaw, never one to resist a challenge you got up and placed a cat sticker next to Bucky's star on today's date. You turned and stuck your tongue out at his smug face.
"What does the winner get?"
"I thought I'd let our teammates decide closer to the time." You shrugged at his answer and pretended like you didn't care, as if you weren't terrified at the look on Natasha's face. Tony piped up stating up that everyone's original bets they made still stood but tomorrow he would be happy to renegotiate odds.
"Okay then? Good? Good. Back to Never Have I Ever, let's get embarrassing!"
*
The first couple of rounds went off without a hitch, you found out that everyone had indeed had sex, even Bruce which Sam was shocked at, you also discovered that everyone had had dirty thoughts about another member of the team at one point or another. There was only one or two instances where there was only one person drinking, with jeers and taunts from the others.
Six or seven rounds later and things started to get out of control.
"Okay I think everyone's drunk enough for me to propose this, Truth or Dare?" There was some cheers and some groans to which Tony pointed his finger and said, "don't make me make you." Sam snorted but agreed, helping himself to the vodka in your cup. "I'll go first if it will make you all feel better, as long as it's not Widow asking the question, I'd like to at least start the game with all my clothes on." Everyone laughed and remembered how last time Tony spent the majority of the game in his boxers because Nat was ruthless in her dares and Clint was ruthless in his truths, they really were the perfect match in everything they did.
"Ok Tony, truth or dare?"
Somehow by that point everyone had ended up in different positions around the room to where they started. Steve ended up in the armchair with Tony in between his legs on the floor, Sam and Nat were topping and tailing on the couch stretching their legs over Bruce who was sitting in the middle, Bucky was sitting on the other armchair (with his legs spread in a way that made your mind go fuzzy) and Wanda was lying across the floor with her head in Clint's lap and her feet in yours.
Steve was just rounding off his answer to ‘is it true you once jumped out a jet with no parachute?’
"Anyway, so yeah I did, now Y/N truth or dare?" You smiled rather drunkenly at Steve's face, happy that he chose you to ask, since he's most likely to be nice.
"Dare. O Captain, my Captain." Everyone laughed, it was a terrible joke but everybody was pretty hammered, so it didn’t matter.
Steve was smiling at you as if you’d chosen correctly. He didn’t even pretend to think about it before he spoke.
"Y/N I dare you to spend the rest of the game sitting in Bucky's lap." Your eyes went wide. You waited a beat to see if he was joking and when it was made clear to you that he wasn’t you turned to the other super soldier with a question in your raised eyebrow, he nodded and you closed your eyes, swearing up and down that there was someone in this world out to get you and his name was in fact Steve fucking Rodgers.
You got up and made your way over to where Bucky sat on the armchair, silent laughter in his eyes. You turned around and sat down. You were less 'sitting in his lap' more 'straddling his left thigh' but Steve seemed happy enough as he got up to go to the bathroom whilst everyone else clapped and cheered. It was slightly more awkward seeing as you were dressed in a short plaid skirt but if Bucky minded, he didn't say.
You didn’t want to sit too far back, your ass on his crotch would probably be awkward for the both of you, but then you felt Bucky wrap his metal arm around your waist and pull you back to his warm chest.
You breathed out a light squeak, barely a moan and hoped Bucky didn’t notice or if he did, he would choose to ignore it. With the way his arm tightened slightly you didn’t think your hopes were successful.
The game continued and everyone got that bit more drunk. Wanda dared Steve to play the rest of the game shirtless and no one was bothered in the slightest. Tony got Bruce to make a list of all the people he'd slept with, and it turned out a lot longer than anyone would have guessed and then it was your turn to do the asking.
*
All in all, it wasn't shaping out to be a bad night.
Bucky felt closer to everyone than he had before, and he was glad for it. So far, he'd only been asked one inappropriate question and made to do one dare. He thought everyone was going easy on him because it wasn't often, he came to social nights, but he wasn't bothered. He was still too pleased over his little trick with you earlier on, he truly wasn't sure if it would work. He was ready to make you blush a little or at least just show you he could flirt as well as you could, but actually making you speechless? He couldn't believe it. Adding on to the game at the time hadn't been the plan but after seeing you sitting there with your pretty mouth open and a red face, he decided that he wanted to see that every damn day for as long as you'd let him. Luckily, he had those stickers in his back pocket, he had only bought them because he was sick of the little red stars, but he'll stick with stars if it means he can get your heart to stutter again the way it did when he called you kitten.
He was enjoying the games and then when it came time for Stevie to dare you, he knew something was coming. Steve had been stealing glances between the two of you all evening. When he heard you say dare, he knew his night was about to get a lot harder, literally it seems. He watched as Stevie dared you to sit on his lap for the rest of the game, then when you looked over at him to ask permission, he could only nod his head.
He watched in faint amusement as you got up and sauntered towards him trying to hold your balance after God knows how many vodka shots (really, he was shocked at how much you drank during Never Have I Ever) and then you turned around and sat on his left knee, nothing between your heat and his leg but whatever underwear you were wearing. He swore that if he got through tonight, he would buy Steve a big fucking bunch of flowers, then track down the designer of the skirt you were wearing and drop off one of Tony’s credit cards.
He was happy to let you just sit there perched on his knee, but he caught a look that Steve threw his way as he got up when everyone was clapping and rolled his eyes. He put his metal arm around your waist, gently so as not to hurt you, and pulled you more firmly into his lap, he could have sworn he heard you moan but that was obviously crazy because what about that could have possibly turned you on? He tightened his arm slightly and sat back to listen to the rest of the game.
*
After a minute or two you relaxed into sitting on Bucky's lap, it wasn't too bad.
It was fucking glorious actually - but acting like it wasn't greatly affecting your mental capacity was getting increasingly more difficult. At one point during the game Bucky leaned over to whisper something funny about Tony in your ear and honestly if someone gave you a million dollars to sit there and recite what he said you didn’t think you’d be able to. You were so focused on his breath in your ear that everything else blurred away. He sat back against the chair, and you shivered.
"Are you cold Y/N?" You heard Natasha ask as she got up to drape the blanket from the back of the couch over your lap. For someone so scary she was the most motherly woman to ever exist, which was good, considering the lack of parental guidance in Avengers tower.
Clint reserved his fathering to just Wanda but Natasha mothered everyone.
"Thanks mama." You smiled up at her and she ruffled your hair. You started to adjust the blanket, so it covered both of you and you felt Bucky move to help. Helping in this case apparently meant shifting his large frame and raising his left leg to press directly into your cunt.
You gasped and pushed your hand over your mouth to shut yourself up. Unfortunately, everyone had already heard you and turned round to look. You felt Bucky go still, then ever so slightly raise his leg up another half inch. You dug your nails into his other leg to get him to stop before you embarrassed yourself beyond repair. You met everyone’s eyes and tried to think of something to say as to why you gasped so loud. You didn't dare turn round to look at Bucky.
"I just thought of a good dare is all, proud of myself." You smiled at everyone as your mind went into overdrive trying to think of a good dare to say. Any dare. Any words at all really.
Okay so Sam, because he looks far too comfortable lying there, he can get it, now a dare that would draw attention away from you and the wetness currently pooling in your pants.
"Sam truth or dare?"
"Dare." He smirked like the cocky asshole he is.
"Good boy. I dare you to give us all a strip tease. Over there," you pointed to a space directly across from you at the other end of the room, "that should give you enough space for a proper show." You smiled as sweetly as possible at Sam as he started to get up off the couch.
"Full frontal or?"
"Oh, please- Falcon’s choice." You laughed along with everyone else as Tony got FRIDAY to play the stripper song and Sam started to dance. You relaxed slightly as you watched everyone turn their backs on you and Bucky. Your ease didn't last long though as you realised that Bucky had also noticed how well your plan had worked.
*
The game was just getting better, it's amazing what you can get a bunch of superheroes to do with some alcohol and slight encouragement. Leaning up to your ear he whispered about stupid Tony looked trying to remember the name of the bunny who broke his virginity but didn't get a response, rather a shiver ran right down your spine.
He smirked to himself.
Interesting.
He watched as Natasha noticed and moved to place a blanket down on your lap, then watched as you tried to put it across both your laps. Bucky moved himself slightly to try and help then stopped when he heard you gasp.
He paused for a minute worried maybe he'd hurt you with his arm, although he was barely touching you. Then he thought about what he'd just done and narrowed his eyes. Surely he hadn't just turned you on with his thigh.
He noticed that everyone else turn around to look at you too, it was risky, but he had to know. He very slowly lifted his thigh again, and he felt you dig your nails into his other leg. He smirked as he listened to you dare Sam to do a strip tease at the other end of the room, and then he felt you relax slightly... after everyone's back were turned, oh clever girl.
He leaned forward with the pretense of watching Sam dance, lowering his voice a few octaves to whisper in your ear.
"Everything alright doll you seem a little on edge?" He felt another shiver go through you as you turned yourself to look him in the eye.
"Just fine Soldier," a sweet smile that made Bucky feel feral, graced your lips. Bucky took a quick glance at everyone else making sure their backs were still turned then used his metal arm to hold you in place whilst he pressed his thigh back up into your core, he grinned as he watched your eyes slip closed and felt you try to grind further into him.
"You sure about that darlin' cause if you aren't on edge now, you look like you will be soon."
*
Your eyes flew open at Bucky's words.
You looked at his face trying to find any sign of mocking but all you saw was curiosity and a challenge waiting to be accepted.
Looking him dead in the eyes, you rolled your hips, clenching your jaw so as not to let out any lust filled sounds. He watched you mesmorised as you kept going, eyes darting between him and the group of people watching Sam. You felt that familiar heat buildup and you started to move a bit faster, clinging with one hand on Bucky’s knee and the other on the arm rest.
There was applause and cheering, you immediately stopped your movements and sagged back against Barnes' chest as Sam finished his dance and everyone started going back to their seats. It took Bucky a split second after you reacted to react himself and pull the blanket back around you both from where it fell on the floor, you sent up another silent thank you the Hydra men that trained you to be so quick.
You smiled along with everyone else and complimented Sam's six pack whilst Bucky told him that his dancing didn't quite make him want to take his eyeballs out. Sam then dared Steve to walk the full length of the kitchen on his hands, which wasn’t a challenge for him, but it did make his shirt ride up which everyone enjoyed immensely.
You necked what was left of the vodka in your cup, which was a lot apparently, then reached under the cover of the blanket and tapped Bucky's metal arm. He must’ve thought you wanted him to take it off because he started moving it back. Without taking your eyes off Steve you shook your head, knowing Bucky was watching you. He stopped his movements. The vodka must have really done something for you ‘cause you were grabbing Bucky's metal wrist and moving it down towards the hem of your skirt. You felt him take in a breath and pause. For a second you were worried you’d gone too far. Somewhere in the background you heard Nat pick truth and Steve told her to list all the countries she'd done it in.
Once the talking had started back up Bucky resumed his path up your leg.
You held your breath as you felt his hand get closer and closer to your core and then just like that, he was rubbing at your clit through your very thin lace panties.
It was surreal having one of your friends touch you so intimately, or at least it should have been.
You opened your legs a bit more to give him better access then re-adjusted yourself so one arm was behind Bucky's head, hand firmly gripping his hair, your elbow resting on the back of the chair. Your other hand was in a fist on your knee. You tried to stop yourself from squirming or making any noise, which was a challenge when all you wanted to do was scream Bucky's name until you forgot your own.
You felt Bucky speed up and apply more pressure as you got closer to your climax, the cold of his metal arm slowly melting away as it took on the heat of your body. You pulled his hair a little harder so he knew you wouldn't last long. He leaned closer to your ear and whispered so quietly, that even Steve's super hearing wouldn't pick it up.
"You're such a fucking whore you know that, using me to get off whilst all these people are in the room."
"James."
You came inside your panties and all over Bucky's leg.
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James.
He could still hear it in his head. Even as he sat with you and watched the rest of the game, your cum long since dried. Even as he participated in no less than three dares. As he helped tidy up and carry Wanda to her bedroom. As he got himself ready for bed.
As he lay there.
As he drifted off to sleep.
All he could hear was you whispering James as you came.
He had never heard his name sound so sweet.
And he had never been so happy for his super soldier hearing.
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