Say You Do

What?

"I- I'm sorry, you're what?" Zarah asked, stunned at what he had just blurted out. Bucky laughed, crouching down in front of her while still holding her face in his hands. Losing himself in her hazel eyes, Bucky nodded, confirming what he had said.

"That's what I've been trying to tell you for hours. I'm staying. I want-" he took a deep breath, his smile faltering slightly. "I want to be with you,"

Zarah couldn't believe what she had heard; the man she had been so rude to for weeks and had simultaneously fallen in love with him, wanted to be with her? He was willing to risk it all...for her? The same man who had backed her up when it came to Natasha, and the one other person besides her sister and Steve to accept her for her anxiety.

"Z?" He asked, worry that she might reject his choice and make him go back home. She was a hard woman to read, but he was slowly learning each day about her. He's learned that when she's anxious she resorts to movement of any kind- and her vape. And she loves her cars; the way she treats each of the vehicles as if they were her own children made him admire her even more.

He loved the way her hazel eyes shined in the sun, making him think of his favorite whiskey, or honey, or how they reminded him of deep mahogany wood in a cabin on a beautiful summer day. He loved the way-

His thoughts were cut off by her lips attacking his, moving in a way that he had never experienced before. He sighed into the kiss as he remembered that she tasted of vanilla and mint, hints of her malted beer from earlier making its own appearance. He became intoxicated by her kiss alone.

Slowly standing up, Zarah began to crawl back onto the bed to allow Bucky to crawl on top of her. Slowly lowering himself, he used his forearms to prop himself up just enough. Her hand began to become entangled in his long brown hair, pulling him closer to her as her other hand raked down his back, clawing at the fabric that seemed to cover too much of what she wanted.

Just as he was about to pull his shirt off, Zarah flipped them over, sitting on top of him as she broke away from the kiss. Her eyes sparkled with lust and mischief. Slowly pulling her shirt over her head, she planted a single hand on his chest as she reached behind herself and unclipped her bra. Letting the restrictive material fall, she threw it off to the side and Bucky couldn't help but look at her and admire everything about her.

She was gorgeous, everything about her was gorgeous.

"You want this cowboy?" she taunted, her voice low and full of lust. Bucky nodded and ran his tongue across his bottom lip, hungry for her. His cock already twitching for her as she dragged his hand down his t-shirt. Slowly lifting the thin material, Bucky quickly tore the shirt in half - carelessly discarding the remnants to the side.

Leaning forward, she began to pepper kisses all along his chest, moving up to his neck and biting lightly in places he didn't know would even turn him on.

Bucking his hips upwards, Zarah sat up and planted a hand on his chest. "I'm in charge, got it?" she ordered. Bucky gulped and nodded, causing Zarah to smile. Leaning forward again, she peppered kisses down his chiseled chest and abs, kissing just above his pants line.

A needy whine left his lips, causing Zarah to smirk as she unbuckled his belt. Slowly removing the brown leather, she kissed twice more before undoing his jeans; pulling them down agonizingly slow, Zarah found pleasure in hearing him whine for her.

She let his dick spring free from it's confinements, kissing all around it before kissing up his shaft. Bucky couldn't help but shiver as she grasped his cock with one hand. In an instant, she slipped the head of his cock in her mouth.

Biting his hand, Bucky stifled a moan as his head fell deeper into the pillow. She took almost his entire length into his mouth, hollowing out her cheeks.