Hard to Love (Bucky Barnes fanfic)

Chapter 48

A/N: just a friendly reminder that this is an OC story, not a y/n story. I've noticed for awhile a lot of comments are "why would I do that?" "I hate *idea/item/outfit* tho" "I'm gonna imagine I'm wearing/doing something else" and more. Not sure if you're just imagining yourselves as my OC or what but the comments come across as rude and discourages me. By all means, voice your thoughts, I love reading comments, just- recently it's gotten under my skin.

That being said, enjoy this chapter...

I force myself to pull away from the growing and needy kiss, my lips tingling from it as I rest my hands on Buckys pecs. He combs his metal fingers through my hair, tucking some strands behind my ear with a faint content hum

"Why the sudden upgrade?" I ask, trailing my hand along his clothed collarbone and over his metal shoulder. The cool material under my fingertips sends a mild shiver through me

Bucky looks to his arm, still wrapped low around my waist and holding me to him. "I asked T'Challa if he could make me one. With the other, everyone saw me as..." he trails off, his eyes starting to shade over like they always do when he starts reminiscing on his Hydra days

They only saw Hydras weapon, not the innocent man behind it

I nod in understanding, looking from his face to where my hand rested on his bicep. "How's it feel? Any different?" I push the light fabric off his shoulder to inspect where his skin meets the metal only to find it still wrapped in white bandaging

"Not as heavy I think, shoulder doesn't feel as weighed down anymore. Other than that, feels fine. Good, even." Bucky states with a shrug now also looking to his shoulder

Again I nod, moving my attention back to his face, landing on his perfectly pink lips. I slide my hand that's still resting on his pec up to his neck and rub my thumb along his stubble ridden jawline. Buckys fingers sprawled out as far as they could on my lower back, claiming as much of me as he could before meeting my gaze once more

"Well I'm definitely surprised," I smile up at him. He grins in response. "Though leaving me in the dark for two days wasn't fun." I give him a playful glare

Bucky chuckles at my words. "How will I ever make it up to you?" He asks sarcastically. I bring my bottom lip between my teeth as I glance from his breathtaking blue eyes to his lips and back

"Oh I can think of a few ways." The words escape me in a hushed seductive tone. Bucky smirks, leaning down and whispering 'yeah?' before capturing my lips with his

A low moan escapes me as Bucky claims my mouth, one of his hands gliding up my spine from my mid back to rest between my shoulder blades. The hand I have cradling his neck snakes it's way into his hair and tangle my fingers within the silky strands. Our lips move hungrily and in sync with the others. As I press my body to his, just wanting to feel him again, a bulge starts to push against my low abdomen. My insides start to flutter, sending heat and a familiar ache between my thighs at the feel of his arousal

I smirk against Buckys lips before pulling away from them. "Down boy." I giggle out quietly. Bucky sighs in frustration with the corners of his lips curling upwards, fully knowing that we can't have sex here and while the compound is under high alert

"I know, I know. You just drive me crazy babydoll." He rests his forehead against mine, beginning to draw small circles with his thumbs on my back

I hum, my smirk growing as I whisper, "well just try not to think of how amazing it'll feel when you get me to cum around your cock after all this is blown over."

I push away from him as his eyes dart to mine, Buckys pupils blown so wide with lust that you'd almost think his eyes were black. I quickly glance down at the very noticeable tent under his body wrap as I continued to step away and towards the doorway. Bucky scowls, his features practically screaming dominate hunger towards me