Nightmares: A Bucky Barnes Love Story

*5- Thigh

Bucky carefully assisted Tony in disconnecting Y/N from the intricate array of machinery that had been monitoring her during the tests. With each cable unplugged, Y/N felt a sense of liberation, as if she were shedding the weight of uncertainty and anticipation that had been pressing down on her shoulders.

Tony glanced over the data displayed on the monitors one last time, his brow furrowed in concentration. "It'll take a few hours to analyze all the results," he stated, his voice echoing with a mixture of excitement and determination. "In the meantime, why don't you two take a break? Clear your heads."

Bucky turned towards Y/N with an eager glint in his eyes, a silent invitation to escape the confines of the lab and embrace the freedom of the outside world. "How about it? We could use a breather."

Y/N nodded enthusiastically, the prospect of a respite from the sterile confines of the lab filling her with a renewed sense of energy. "Sounds like a plan."

They made their way through the labyrinthine corridors of the Avengers Tower, eventually arriving at the expansive garage that housed an impressive collection of vehicles. Bucky gestured towards the eclectic assortment of cars, offering Y/N the freedom to choose their mode of transportation.

Y/N's eyes roamed over the vintage vehicles, her gaze lingering on a beautifully restored Fiat from the 1940s. Its sleek lines and timeless elegance called out to her, stirring a sense of nostalgia for a bygone era.

"This one," she declared with a smile, her voice tinged with excitement as she pointed towards the Fiat.

Bucky grinned at her choice, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he moved to open the passenger door for her, a chivalrous gesture that sent a flutter of warmth through Y/N's chest. With a graceful flourish, he extended his hand, offering her the opportunity to step into the past and embark on a journey of discovery.

Once they were both settled inside the car, Bucky started the engine with a satisfying roar, the sound reverberating through the cavernous garage. As they pulled out onto the open road, the rhythmic hum of the engine serving as a soothing backdrop to their journey, Y/N felt a sense of liberation wash over her.

The wind tousled her hair as they sped along the winding roads, the landscape unfolding before them like a canvas painted with hues of gold and crimson. Y/N couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of the world around her, the vibrant colors and crisp air invigorating her senses.

But amidst the breathtaking scenery, there was an undeniable tension simmering between Bucky and Y/N, a silent undercurrent of longing and desire that pulsed beneath the surface. With each passing mile, the space between them seemed to shrink, until they were enveloped in a cocoon of shared intimacy and unspoken yearning.

Y/N's heart raced as she felt Bucky's hand on her thigh, the touch sending a jolt of electricity coursing through her veins. She sucked in a sharp breath, her skin tingling with anticipation as she turned to meet his gaze, her eyes sparkling with unspoken desire.

Bucky seemed lost in thought, his focus fixed on the road ahead as he unconsciously inched his hand higher up her thigh, his touch igniting a firestorm of sensation within her. Y/N's pulse quickened as she felt the heat pooling between her legs, her body craving the intoxicating rush of pleasure that only Bucky could provide.

Unable to resist the magnetic pull between them any longer and since they were at a red light this would be the perfect time to do what she's been wanting to do since day one. Y/N leaned in close, her lips brushing against Bucky's in a tender caress that ignited a blaze of passion between them. Bucky responded eagerly, his mouth capturing hers in a searing kiss that left them both breathless and wanting more.