Summary: Nyx was an ancient deity usually envisaged as the very substance of the night–a veil of dark mists drawn across the sky to obscure the light of Aither, the shining blue of the heavens. Her opposite number was Hemera (Day) who scattered the mists of night at dawn. she was doomed to walk the earth in search of her consort Erebus.
Warnings: My usual. Angst, Violence And Smut
Pairings: Bucky X Reader, Avengers x Reader
A/N: Enjoy A Bucky POV
He watches as a thoroughly drunk Thor spins you around the dance floor, the Asgardian’s hands wandering ever lower He can only imagine the dirty things Thor is whispering in your ear. The way Thor’s hands roam your body so possessively makes him nearly nauseas.
It should be him, could have been him, but he wasn’t worth it. Worth you. He had come to that stunning realization when you had screamed you were nothing but his whore. And it was the truth. He had treated you no better than he had during the Hydra days, seeking comfort in your body after a hard mission. His handlers would lock Winter in your cell, expecting he would beat you, force what he needed from you.