Avengers Imagines

Kittens

James was improving... slowly but surely he was becoming himself again. He still had his random outbursts- especially when you weren't home. You often find him cowering in a corner, clutching something of yours. Not because he was scared- well he was scared but he was scared of losing it all- that he would fall into the mindless pit on the brink of insanity again- when he didn't even know his own name. He was afraid of losing James Barnes once and for all. You told him that wouldn't happen- but he had his doubts. His numerous doubts. So every day you tried to prove to him that he wouldn't lose James. Or rather, you wouldn't let him lose James. You brought him flowers- which he took care of and planted them in a custom made garden(by Bruce and Tony), and took care of them like family. Or one time you got him a record player with Frank Sinatra records- you were surprised they still sold them. He lived that one. He was all smiles all day. This time you got him kittens- because he loved kittens. An entire liter of kittens.
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You opened the door to your apartment, holding the kittens in one arm and clutching your purse and keys in the other.

"James, I'm home." You called, stumbling inside, closing the door with your foot. Today has been rough- you lost your job, along with plenty other workers, but you got James kittens- this was about him, not you.

"Y/N is that you?" James called to you, his footsteps coming closer.

"Just me honey. Don't get worked up- we're alright." You said ignoring the fact that you just told him you were here. Sometime living with James was frustrating- but what relationship isn't? You laid your purse on the counter, laying the kittens in their box on the floor. You had to pick up cat food, liter, and toys which was a pain.

"Where were you- you're late- you didn't tell me you weren't gonna be home- you were supposed to be her and hour ago- I was so worried, I - are those kittens?" James asked forgetting his worries. You nodded, pulling your jacket off, and rolling your aching shoulders. "I'm sorry." James said and pulled you close, hugging a little too tight against your tired muscles.

"Ow, ow too tight honey." You said, squeezing from his embrace. He pulled away, turning his attention to the cats.

"I get all of them?" He asked excited.

"Yep- they're all yours." You said trying so hard to keep your voice light. But he noticed. He always noticed.

"What happened." James asked plainly.

"It's nothing- I promise." You said not looking at home knowing your eyes would give you away.

"Look at me."

"James, it's really-"

" I said look at me!" The commanding tone surprised you, making you jump slightly. You turned around, seeing him tense and ready to pounce. "What happened? Did someone hurt you?" James asked his questions much slower, making his tone authoritative. You sighed rolling your eyes.

"I lost my job okay, that's what happened." You said exasperation filling your voice. James didn't say anything, on the brink of anger and sympathy- a mix of emotions he wasn't ready to handle. "I'll be in my room if you need anything." You said kicking off your shoes. What were you gonna do? You needed to feed James- he ate like a machine. That didn't even make sense- that's how much he ate. It must be the serum or something- he put your appetite to shame- along with everything else. You laid in bed peeling your clothes off, relaxing into the soft cushions of your bed. James cooed to the cats, playing with them you assumed. You closed you eyes and tried to sleep for the first time in today.
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"Y/N?" James called from outside your door.

"James? Is everything okay? What do you need? Are you hungry?" You asked sitting up, forgetting you had pulled off your clothes leaving you in your bra and panties. James opened your door only to stop dead in his tracks.

"You- uh- clothes- no-" he struggled for words as he motioned to your undergarment clad body. You sighed, getting up to put a robe on.

"James don't tell me you've never seen a women naked before- I know that's a lie." You said trying to him. You decided against the robe- he had been here long enough- you didn't have to pretend you weren't attracted to him.

"But those were different- they weren't important." He said not looking at you.

"James it's not a sin to look at a women."

"But I might......you know..."

"James is also not a sin to have sex with a women." You sad crossing you arms over your bra. He shifted uncomfortably turning around and leaving. You said nothing, falling into your bed and screaming in frustration. He was his own cockblock.
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James avoided you, only interacting with you when he needed to. But these walls weren't soundproof and you weren't totally innocent to know what he did with himself after you had "gone to bed". Not that you would tell him that.

You decided on a bath- a good way to relax your tired body and release the tension. You brought your vibrator along, if James wasn't going to do the duty you would do it yourself. Now putting yourself in the mood- that was the problem. But like usual- within minutes you have the piece of plastic inside you, full power sending waves of pleasure through your body.

"James.." You moaned, back arching in ecstasy.
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"James.."

She had called his name. Did she need him? She would have addressed him formally though right.

"James.." Came her voice again. He left his spot in the couch making his way down to the bathroom where her voice came from. He heard his name again followed by a moan- he knew ten that she hadn't called his name. He knew he shouldn't watch her. Not like this- not something so intimate. He picked through the crack of the bathroom door and swallowed a groan. There she was fucking her vibrator calling his name, like that wasn't enough to get off. He felt the tightening in his pants as she continued, he stamina was good- that meant she could go a couple rounds.....what? What was he thinking. Having sex with her?
"It's not a sin to have sex with a women." She had called this upon herself. She moaned again, back arching breasts peaking out from the bath water. James reached for his pant using the zipper, grabbing his cock. Why he went commando- he didn't know. He gave himself a few strokes trying to relish in his pleasure but was soon coming in his hand as she writhed from her ministrations under the water. He cane another two times before she finally came with a silent cry and a pleasured moan.
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He had watched. She knew it. She wasn't a S.H.I.E.L.D agent for nothing. She smirked from the fact that he came three times before she did. She might just have to try that out sometime up close and personal.