Ready to Comply ♡--- BDSM Bucky Barnes

Butterfly

Warning!! Chapter may contain consensual but rough sexual play, sexual submission, oral sex and extreme BDSM, sexual and physical violence. The chapter contains elements of toxic relationships and cheating – lot's of red so trigger warning for that. Please do not read if you have a problem with anything above.

--- Chase Point of View ---

The babies were on their backs on a map with a spinning mobile above them, they were gigging and holding their feet why they rocked, completely happy and content.

I had fallen on the way back, scratching up my arm and the side of my face – Shuri freaked out when I got back, my wounds were cleaned and bandages put on them, she said she would get rid of the scar when it was fully healed.

"Maybe I can do this." I muttered, rubbing their bellies, they were both such good eaters and sleepers.

Being alone like this, was really making me have to face some very serious things about myself – maybe it was for the best.

When I went back in time – meeting the young and pre-hydra bionic arm Bucky. I was such a monster – I should have left that timeline – I should have known better than to mess with the timeline – I can't even count how many times Loki told me not to.

And the way that Loki look, I have known him for years, he looked so tired, I wish he would simply tell me what is going on in the TVA.

I looked around shivering, then back at my children.

I have always felt alone, and in many ways, being a super solider, well part super soldier, and having to keep my existence a secret because of, again timeline.

"I kind of always been alone – I can do this this, without Bucky, I can be a mom and raise my children, I felt like I needed to leave Wakanda, but I wasn't sure how or when.

If things didn't work out between Bucky and I – I knew that I would have to leave this place, I didn't want my kids growing up behind a wall – I would take them to Guam – a place that I oddly feel is home.

--- James's Point of View ---

I rotated my arm, unlike Bucky in this timeline he can remove his arm, I hated that I couldn't remove it.

Watching her in the field I saw – well maybe it was the first time that I looked very closely – she had some of Steve's features.

Not saying that it was much of a resemblance – ew, but I could tell she was his grandchild, there was enough difference that it didn't bother me at all. She looked tired, I hoped that she got sleep tonight, from what I could tell our children were healthy and strong.

I was a simple silent guardian at the moment – it took everything in me to not go to here when she fell – but I restrained myself, watching from a distance, I was shocked that I wasn't noticed much in Wakanda, but I have spent years blending in.

I looked up and saw the craft that Bucky had been flying, he was home early.

--- Bucky's Point of View ---

I decided to come back as soon as they would let me, I needed to see her, with a happy sigh I walked into her room, I didn't knock – only realizing that considering we were broken up I should start doing that – treating her like we are not together.

The room was silent, I tip toed over and looked into the cribs, they were asleep, I turned my attention to Chase, who was curled up in bed, hearing her soft breathing calmed my racing heart down.

Walking over I saw there was something on her cheek, my heart started racing and I turned on the bedside light – she didn't wake up but I saw a cut – with butterfly bandages holding it shut.

"Babe..."

Gently I moved the covers off of her, she was scraped up a little, but she looked fine otherwise.

"What had happened, why wasn't I called?" I had to fight the urge to lean down and kiss her on the lips, I got up deciding to find out what happened to her.

When I got to the door I looked behind me longingly at all three of them, with a heavy heart I made myself leave the room.