You raised from your
crouched position and turned your head to the source of the voice. Bucky stood
on the other side of the kitchen, his shoulder’s hunched over, his long hair
covering part of his face and his eyes sad. His voice was so quiet.
“Are you tired of me?”
You blinked. “What?”
“Someone said you’re
probably tired of me hanging around you all the time, that it makes me a clingy
boyfriend. Are you? Because if you are, I’ll annoy Steve or Sam. I’ll leave you
His eyes were then
focused on the floor.
“No, Bucky,” you
cooed, reaching out for him. His hands gripped on yours for dear life. “I’m not
tired of you. I love you and I adore having you around.” You intertwined your
fingers behind his neck, pressing your chest to his. His arms wrapped around your frame tightly. “And who cares if you’re
“I’m not clingy, doll, I just like being near you all the time.”
Seeing how much it got
to him that he was, indeed, clingy, you had to ask. You narrowed your eyes.
Sugar Daddy Sebastian fic inspired by this post. New series and probably a slow burn. Enjoy. Tag List open.
When Sebastian woke up in his king sized bed and his red
silky sheets, he knew he was a changed man. He got up from the bed and made his
way to the large balcony with the spectacular view of New York. His divorce
with the witch of a wife he had was finally over and he was free to do whatever
he wanted. Him and his wife have not been getting along for a long time yet she
loved what Sebastian’s money could offer to her. Sebastian didn’t mind. He didn’t
care. He mad the money she spent on a daily basis every 10 minutes. What he
didn’t want was another cause of stress in his already stressful CEO life. Sebastian
was the owner of several European countries in the U.S and he was one of the
most powerful men in the world.