Floating

Chapter Two

You woke up in Bucky's bed the next morning.

You'd originally planned to sneak away after he fell asleep, figuring that'd effectively minimise the risk of getting caught, but you must've passed out from exhaustion before you could manage it.

You were still behind enemy lines.

Bucky was fast asleep, snoring like a speedboat. This would've been an opportune moment for you to escape had he not been lying directly on top of your arm. You briefly floated the idea of chewing it off to get away, reasoning that the adrenaline produced by your fear of Nat would carry you through the pain, but the logistics were far too complex.

You were in a coyote ugly with with a hot person, there was literally no name for this situation.

It took a few minutes, but you painstakingly managed to wriggle free without waking him, only to hear movement while you were gathering up all your clothes from the floor.

'Morning.' You glanced over to see him sleepily smiling at you. 'Round two?'

'Interesting, I had you down as a one-and-done type guy.'

'Can't have too much of a good thing.' He flipped back the sheet beside him, patting the bed in time with a series of suggestive eyebrow raises. 'Quickie?'

'I would, I really would, but I can't risk anyone catching me naked in your bedroom.'

'The risk just makes it hotter.'

He had a very good point. You definitely would've taken him up on it, but the idea of Nat finding out and literally crucifying you would probably stop you getting into the moment anyway.

'I can't.'

'Fair enough.' He flopped onto his back with a sigh. 'She really has it out for me, huh?'

You shrugged, turning away and mumbling under your breath. 'For good reason.'

'What?'

'Nothing. See you later.'

You felt his eyes glued to your butt as you scurried out of the door and across the hallway, fully naked, with a ball of clothes in your arms.

You couldn't believe you'd gotten away with it.

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You joined Steve and Nat in the kitchen for breakfast.

Unfortunately, after you'd all finished, you were forced to pull out one of your big gun excuses to get out of taking swim with them. Period pains were a get-out-of-jail-free card you'd be able to play all day long, but you already sensed a little suspicion at your reluctance to go near the water.

You walked them down to the beach, watching them swim completely out of view before lying down and closing your eyes to sunbathe.

Only a few brief minutes of peaceful bliss had passed when, suddenly, you found yourself completely in the shade. You opened an eye to see a grinning Bucky standing over you.

'Not swimming?'

'Nah, not in the mood.'

'C'mon,' he prodded you with his foot, 'just a quickie?'

The smirk on his face as he said it would've melted the strongest of women into a quivering puddle, but even that wasn't enough- it'd take a great deal more than some horny flirting to convince you into anything past a paddle.

'I'm good, thanks.'

You gave him a short smile and let your eyes flicker closed again, hoping he'd shift out of the sunlight and let you carry on with relaxing.