Hard to Love (Bucky Barnes fanfic)

Chapter 28

Caution: you may get wet on this ride because it's smuuuuuttttt <3

*So I unfortunately have to come in and make a disclaimer for y'all. In this chapter Amelia decides to wake up Bucky by ✨touching✨ him. I've gotten a lot of comments saying it's rape. I cannot stress enough that was NOT my intention for this chapter and speaking from someone who's experienced a morning wake up like this, I thought it was okay to write. All of you clearly don't think that. Skip to the end if you don't like the idea, hope you enjoy ✌🏼.*

That night I had the most blissful and deep sleep of my entire life, so much so that it felt unreal. It helped when I had a sleeping furnace pressed flush against me the entire time. His fiery hot body next to mine kept the prickling cool air around us at bay

My eyes flutter open to a nearly pitch black room, the only light source coming from the ever so faint start of a sunrise cascading through the sliver in my drawn closed curtains. I tilt my head towards the blazing inferno of flesh curled next to me and can't help but to skim my eyes over his rippling back, every muscle straining against skin. Delicately and at a snails pace, I reach my hand up and trace over every bulge and into every crease with my fingertips, careful not to wake him just yet

Bucky held true to his deal from the previous night and behaved. He didn't try to start any funny business, no lingering kisses, kept his hands mostly to himself. But I'll let that last bit slide. We both were touch starved and he has a tendency of holding me while we rest, in fear that I'm just some dream or that I'll disappear in the night. Which we all know I wouldn't. Plus, I wanted to be held by him. It had been so long and comforting

I cautiously sit up making sure the blankets don't leave him and allow for the cold air to stir him. I slip off my long sleeve top, instantly shivering as the brisk air latches to my once was warm skin, and let it slide off the side of my bed to the floor silently. As I lay back down, I turn on my side and try not to move the bed enough to wake Buckys sleeping form. Carefully I press my body to his boiling hot back, once again shivering at the temperature contrast of our bodies which caused my nipples to harden and glide my hand just above his waist, spreading my fingers as much as I could softly on his abdomen. He's more toned than I remember, every muscle bulging perfectly

I rub my thumb over Buckys muscular stomach for a moment, soaking in the feel of him. A smile tugs at my lips as I start moving my hand further down his torso until I reach his compression briefs. I remember seeing them for the first time last night as he stripped before crawling into bed with me. Bucky definitely could tell he got the reaction he wanted from me because he had to pop my bottom lip out from my clenched teeth as I stared at him

A gentle snore filled the air and brought me back to the present, shaking the sweet memory away. I looked at Buckys peaceful unconscious body as I dipped my hand under the waistband of his briefs, slowly making my way to wrap around his shaft

The moment my fingers grazed over him, Bucky let out a faint muffled gasp and started to turn his hips towards me. I silently thank his unconscious mind because now I have even more leverage and wrap my fingers around his soft member. I started to palm him since it was more difficult than you'd expect to pump him through compression shorts, earning me faint pleasurable sounds from Bucky and his manhood hardened instantly at the constant contact. My own hormones were climbing the more I touched him, becoming needy and a shallow pool forming between my legs. A part of me wished he'd wake up and dominate me but I'm enjoying the reactions I'm getting right now from him just a little too much

Bucky now had a full on erection, creating a tent in his briefs which allowed me to flick my wrist and give him small pumps of pleasure. Precum oozed out of his tip, helping me with its slick to easily pump him. Buckys abdomen tensed as I picked up my pace and low gravelly moans climbed their way up his throat and through his lips. I press feather like kisses up his bicep and across his pec before making my way up his neck and landing on his sharp scruffy jawline. Breathy whimpers and little 'mmm's from him graced my ears