Time is slipping away as you wait for Bucky to return home from a mission so you can celebrate Valentine’s Day.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
Warnings: This pure, shameless fluffy fluff…no really.
Word Count: 2,322
A/N: I was sitting in a creative meeting today and we were looking at some vintage designs when I spotted something that just screamed for a story. I can’t tell you what it was here but it’s down below ;) So for the next hour I tried to discreetly type out on my phone the story that was running through my head while also trying to pay attention to my coworkers. Be warned that this is a quickie and hasn’t been subjected to my usual weeks and weeks of editing, rewriting and obsessing.
It’s 11:00pm in Budapest.
1:00am in Moscow.
5:00pm in the Avengers compound where you are
hunched over a screen tracking the quinjet on radar.
You’ve been silently
staring at the display of vintage world clocks in the control room for hours;
lulled by the sweep of the second hands as they circle slowly.
Just ten more minutes you
tell yourself. In ten minutes, Bucky
will be home.
sun started to disappear over the brick buildings of Maas University, painting
the sky pink and gold; clouds stretched out for miles. Cassian’s heart felt
heavy in his chest as he and Nesta crossed the parking lot, weaving past dozens
of teenagers. He didn’t want to leave; he made himself put one foot in front of
the other, making way to his jeep.
against the vehicle, Cassian eyed the sunset, the sky making the red finish on
the jeep darker. Crossing his ankles, Cassian’s heart squeezed inside his chest
as he leaned back, his elbow resting against the hood.
beside him, Nesta’s face was imperial and closed off, her blue grey eyes bright
against the setting sun; eyelashes casting shadows onto her ivory skin. Taking
her hand in his, he brought it to his lips before brushing her knuckles with
his thumb. Shoulders relaxing almost imperceptibly, his wife looked at him. She
didn’t want to leave either.
You hadn’t seen Bucky for over a week thanks to the mission he and Steve were sent on.
Phone sex only holds you over for so long before you are desperate for him. So when had Steve reported in and said the mission went smoothly and they would be home you in an hour. The moment Bucky opened the door you were in his arms, your own around his neck.
“Missed you too baby doll” When you buried your face in the crook of his neck for a moment. He smelled as he always did and it reminded you of another thing you had missed for a week.
You kissed your way up his neck to his jaw, the stubbled rough and tickling, before your lips found his in a desperate needy kiss.
Your fingers found their way into his hair and you tugged gently. He nipped your lip.
“I’ve missed you so much” you breath against him.
Bucky knew that the missions away were harder on you and when he came home the sex always had a different tone. He hummed and cradled your head in his hands, tilting your face to look at him.
“I missed you too darlin’. You gonna be a good girl?” He dipped down to kiss below your ear and continued as you shifted against him. You sighed and nodded.
“I’ll be good. I’ll be- god” You whimpered and craned your neck for him as he continued to the other side.
You hadn’t even made it past the foyer and he was making you weak in the knees. But you craved him so much and a part inside of you just needed to be close to him, just needed him.
“Please” You gripped his shoulders. He knew how you were after his missions and was all too happy to carry to your room.
Once inside, Bucky made quick work of your clothes as you worked on his. He had the advantage though and ripped your shirt clean off, discarding it in a corner of the room. You shimmied out of your soaked panties. Bucky stripped of his boxers making you whimper.
He smiled, giving you another kiss and pushed you down on the bed, gripping your thighs. He pulled them apart to reveal your soaked cunt and growled.
“Does my babygirl need me?” His voice rough. His hands skimmed up and down your thighs. His metal one edging close to where you wanted it. You whined and nodded.
“Please, please bucky.” He softened when he heard your plea.
He smiled and kissed his way up to your lips, settling in between your legs. The weight on you caused you to sigh and cling to him. Your hands reached around and gripped his shoulders. He kissed you again softly. You buried your face in his neck, clinging to him, sighing and pleading and whimpering as he made up for the week lost in taking care of his girl.