Request: I would love a Bucky smut where him and reader have to go undercover as a married couple.
Summary: You were supposed to go on a undercover mission with Steve, not the man you despised- James Buchanan Barnes.
Warnings: smut, sexual tension, fluff
A/N: I have another draft of this written up but it was all over the place and I didn’t like it so I switched to this one.
“I know you were expecting to go on this mission with Steve, but we have a job to do.” Bucky threw a towel over his shoulder, heading toward the door of the hotel room.
“Well, once you took Steve’s place this mission just got exponentially harder.” You stepped out of the bathroom, towel and sunscreen in your hand.
“How so?” He smiled, cocking an eyebrow at you.
You jutted your hip out, rolling your eyes at him. Your bikini was nothing special; it had a pushup top that accentuated your breasts perfectly, but that was about it. The top and the bottom matched with blue and white stripes. You topped the outfit off with red sunglasses; the suit was meant to get a chuckle from Steve, not Bucky.
“Because now I have to pretend I’m head over heels in love with you, not Steve.” You flipped the light off. “Let’s just go check out the damn pool.”