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Come As You Are

Something Like That

Bucky returned out of the little reception office to notice Nina sat on the bonnet of the car staring at her phone screen with an intense look on her face. He stood in front of her waiting patiently for a few moments until it was clear she had no idea he had come back. “Come on miss.” He spoke out holding his hand out to help her off the expensive metal. Her eyes flicked up to him and the playfulness had returned, but, Bucky knew something were wrong. She slid off the bonnet so that she was practically flat against him.
“Why do I feel like I’ve been captured? Maybe we could role play.” She winked at him with a smirk as he grabbed her hand pulling her down a couple of doors and to the room he had hired for them. He quickly unlocked the door holding it open for her to enter, he couldn’t help but watch her ass wiggled past him. She took a seat on the bed sat crossed leg allowing him enough to room to join, instead Bucky opting for the chair. The room fell silent as Nina resisted the urge to check her phone that had just vibrated in her jeans pocket instead her eyes watching the assassin closely. She took in his appearance; his leather jacket and tight jeans meant he had an almost identical look to hers. He had his hair tucked behind his ears, but, kept noticing the little bit at the front falling passed its confines. She noticed the kink in it suggesting he had had it tied up before he left the compound, his blue eyes looked up to meet her and she swore he could see into her soul. She wondered what he would taste like if they were to kiss without the need to do so. She wondered what it would be like if he took the few long strides over to the bed and took the leap into it. How far would she go with the stranger?

“Nina?” She noticed his lips move and that’s when she realised he was talking.
“Sorry, in a world of my own.” She let out a low chuckle to hide her genuine embarrassment.
“Oh yeah? Somewhere nice?” He leant forward, elbows resting on his knees as he watched her.
“Somewhere hotter.” She smirked returning his gaze. She wasn’t sure if he got her secondary meaning and even if he did he wasn’t showing it.
“My book” Bucky started desperate to know anything she could tell him. “Please tell me anything you can about where you found it, or, even how?” He looked at her and she noticed the plead on his face, she bit her lip and took a deep breath.
“I was approached by someone to ask if I could translate it. I vaguely know Russian and as soon as he showed it me I know what it was. I made him a deal which he accepted and I became the owner of it.” She shrugged.
“How much did it cost you? I’ll happily repay you for it.” He told her as she laughed.
“It wasn’t money.” She smirked.
“Why did you do it?” He asked her softly.
“I know what it’s like to not be in control.” She smiled back before adding. “So, what happens if I say those words?” She asked him honestly, he flinched uncomfortably not sure he trusted her that much. He took one last glance at her before biting his lip.
“They’re trigger words, so it would send me into my soldier mode. To being a killing machine.” He shrugged trying to look nonchalant about the whole thing but Nina saw straight through that.
“Just a killing machine?” She questioned with her eyebrow raised as she shook his head. “Them words control you?” She watched as he nodded, she could see the shame on his face. Biting her lip, she crawled across the bed to the edge so her knees were practically touching his, bending down to get in his lowered gaze. “You have your control back now.” She whispered signalling to the book he’d put in his pocket back at the compound. For that moment, he saw her genuine side, knowing that the smirk and game was a front – a way to not let people get too close – but, she just dropped that for moment.
“What was you getting last night?” He asked her as the smirk returned, flopping back on the bed with her legs dangling off the edge. He noticed her flat toned stomach where her shirt had raised slightly.
“Naha Sergeant that’s a need to know basis and you don’t need to know.” She smirked raising her head slightly when he groaned out.

“How many times have you pulled that stunt to get out of being caught?” He asked her.
“I don’t recall the stunt your talking about?” She tried to hide her laugh, sitting up quickly when she felt the bed dip. He was hovering over with his thighs on either side of the bed trapping her.
“You know exactly what stunt I’m talking about.” He whispered leaning down to pin her arms above her head. “In the shower? In the car?” He whispered on her lips as she smirked, her breath getting more staggered; his eyes watching her lips before flicking up to hers.
“You’ve been thinking about that huh?” She whispered back, her foot running up his leg slowly giving him a taste of his own teasing medicine. She saw him hesitate for a moment before closing the space between them and pressing his lips to hers, the kiss anything but timid. Her foot finally reached its highest point and she quickly wrapped it around his waist as he bit down on her bottom lip causing her to release a breathy moan. She looked up at him when he pulled away his normally blue eyes turning dark with lust and she realised her question from before had been answered.
“How about we add motel to that list?” He asked her in a deep voice, she quickly strained her neck to kiss up his jaw line to reach his ear.
“Yes, sergeant.” She whispered nibbling just underneath it. He quickly released her hands to remove his leather jacket, throwing it behind him as Nina did the same. Between every piece of clothing removed they kissed frantically as though any moment one of them would come to their senses and stop the whole thing. Nina had got down to her underwear shuffling up the bed her head resting on the pillows as Bucky leaned over her again his flesh fingers tracing the cup of her bra before wasting no time in undoing the front fastening and throwing it off in the direction of the other clothes making their home on the floor. Nina managed to see his impressive chest with no restraints, she saw his scars and the harsh difference of skin and metal at his shoulder; if she was sensitive enough she would have spent time kissing each individual scar to soothe his uneasiness, but she wasn’t sensitive and he wasn’t uneasy about them. At that moment in time all they were both bothered about was relieving the tension the other had created. Nina quickly sat up with him, her legs trapped by him as she ran her hands down his chest reaching the waistband of his boxers pulling on them as final confirmation that this was going to happen. Bucky quickly shedding his before carefully placing his fingers under her elastic, her hands stopping him and for a moment he thought she was having second thoughts, leaning up she kissed him deeply giving up her dominance quickly with little fight but biting his bottom lip harshly when she pulled away. “Don’t go soft on me now Sergeant.” She smirked on his lips as he yanked her panties off, the tearing of the stitching filling the room.
“That’s how you wanna be is it doll?” He smirked pushing her back, his metal hand wrapping itself round her throat with just enough pressure as her hands pulled on his hair practically dragging him closer. There was no warning, no preparation, just pure unadulterated sex.

Nina wasn’t sure how long they’d be going at it, but, what she did know was she was done; panting heavily she rolled off Bucky pushing her long sweaty bangs from her face staring up at the ceiling. “Fuck did the super serum make you have superhuman stamina.” She tried to get the statement out in one but failing when her need for air became a lot more.
“Something like that.” Bucky chuckled turning to make sure she was alright. “It was the 40’s last time I did that though.” He smirked as she glared at him.
“What time is it?” She asked sitting up off the bed looking round for her jeans amongst the pile of clothing. She quickly located it grabbing her phone from her back pocket her face quickly change. “Shit I’m late.” She spoke out loud, not necessarily for Bucky’s benefit.
“For what?” He sat up slipping his boxers on as she quickly hooked her bra up grabbing her jeans she shimmed into them.

“A business meeting.” She told him in a tone that suggested not to push the subject further. She threw her phone on the bed whilst making her way to the bathroom to sort herself out. The door being closed meant she didn’t hear her phone ringing, but Bucky certainly did. He ignored it at first, not really bothered by who it was, but then they rang again and he found himself glancing over at the screen and in big letters the name ‘Rumlow’ flashed on the screen.

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