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“Are you okay?” Bucky asked from behind you, his gentle baritone full of concern.
You nodded.
Lies.
“I’m fine,” you answered, trying to sound cheerful but he saw right through it.
“Was that uh, all true? What she said?” he pressed, and clearly the earth wasn't cooperating. Still standing, not swallowed.
You nodded again. No sense in trying to deny it.
“Can you look at me, please Darlin’?”
You blew out a breath and turned. “I'm sorry, Bucky. I didn't know she was going to do that,” you began, eyes on the ground between you.
Bucky stepped forward and pushed your hair back from your face with a gentle hand. “Hey now, why would you apologize for that?” You shrugged your best answer and he held your eyes. “You're wrong, you know. Not believing me? I've never lied to you.”
You cocked your head up to him, your brow furrowed. You hadn't accused him of lying. Not in so many words at least.
He reached out to hold your hand in his and drug his thumb across your knuckles. The sweet gesture brought you back to when you danced. “You didn't believe me, but you really are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on. Is that why you shut down on me back in the lab? Because I meant every word,” he shrugged and continued, “like when I said I'm all yours.”
“All mine?” you asked, your breath threatening to catch in your throat. You weren't being dense, just doubting yourself. Maybe you needed to hear it again.
He huffed out a soft laugh, a nervous grin teasing his lips. “I fell hard for you Doll. I'm all yours- If you'll have me?”
You bit your lip and looked down at your hand in Bucky’s. Your breathing hitched when he reached up to cup your cheek and closed the remainder of the distance between you two. Finally realizing the feelings were mutual, the disbelief melted into warmth and a fullness in your heart. Without saying a word, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down into a tender kiss, which he returned in spades.
Bucky wrapped his arms around your soft waist and he pulled your body flush against his, taking control and deepening the kiss. A soft whimper rose from your throat when he teased you with his tongue and he smirked against your lips.
“So beautiful,” he murmured against your lips as his hands splayed across your back, holding your soft body close. His hot mouth traveled to your neck then back up and he growled against your ear, tugging playfully, “Mine.”
Every nerve ending came to life in that moment. The deep timbre of his voice and the feeling of his lips against your skin completely shut off any capacity for higher thought. All you knew, all you wanted, was Bucky. Let him claim you, call you his own because you were. Every piece of you was his.
“Yours,” you murmured, your fingers traveling up into the back of his hair, carding through it. He bit against your neck in just the right spot and you whimpered his name. He groaned out in pleasure, smirking, knowing those sounds were because of him.
Your mouths were back on each other, kissing and teasing when you heard the metal doors open again and jumped. A giant voice boomed and you were sure you turned fifty shades of red.
“Ah, Barnes my friend, I see congratulations are in order. Forgive my intrusion, Doctor. I must return to Asgard.”
“Always a pleasure, Thor,” you giggled and stepped back out of the way of the bifrost. You held onto Bucky's arm as the lights and wind came and disappeared just as quickly.
He turned back to you and cocked a brow, a mischievous grin on his lips. “Where were we?”
Lord, the things that man could do with his mouth.