Don't ask questions you don't wanna know

"Where you off to all dolled up?" I finish buckling the clasp to my heels and turn to look at Bucky. I stand up straight and watch in smug satisfaction as his eyes trail my behind. I catch his eye and he just smirks. Rolling my eyes I grab my compact to check my lipstick.

"A date," I snap the compact shut, "I'm going on a date."

Learned my lesson way to long ago

"A what?" His voice deadly clam.

I let out a dramatic sigh as I roll my eyes. "A date James." I say as if I was explaining it to a child, "It's what happens when two attractive people like each other and so they decide to keep getting to know each other." I turn to him add some fake, over the top enthusiasm, "And sometimes they even fuck!"

Bucky just stands there, running his tongue over his teeth. I watch, transfixed, as he run a hand through his recently cut hair. "I think you need to be taught a lesson."

Take what I want when I wanna, and I want ya

I bite my lip as a rush of excitement runs through me. Bucky smirks proudly and just like that I can't stand him.

Again.

"Sorry but I'm busy," I say with fake regret. I bend over and grab my purse, knowing he's watching my every move. "Like I said, I've got a hot date." I wonk at him before giving him an overly-fake grin, "Raincheck?" Bucky just grins like he knows how badly I want him.

Bad bad news, one of us is gonna lose

"Why keep up the charade Doll?" Bucky calls out right before I leave. "Let's just drop the game before you lose."

I scoff and walk a couple feet towards him, "First of all, there's no charade. I'm going to a movie and dinner with a gorgeous woman who waiting for me." I take a few more steps, "And if this was a game, I wouldn't be the one to lose."

I'm the powder you're the fuse, just add some friction

Bucky just smiles and quirks up an eyebrow. "Oh really?" He stalks towards me, "You're like a fuse," he stops right when he reaches me to grab my throat and whispers, "Just gotta add some friction."

You are my strange addiction

"Bucky please!" I moan as he nips at my neck and then runs his tongue over it to soothe it.

"Please what Shauna?" He growls out.

"Please fuck me!"

"Well, since you asked so nicely." I gasp as he uses his metal hand to rip off my lace thong. "Don't worry Princess," he says once he sees my face, "I'll buy you some more."

"Fuck Sarge!" I moan out as his cold, metal fingers touch my core. We both freeze the second the words are out of my mouth and I feel my face get hot.

"Say it again." I ignore his command and try to grind myself onto his fingers. Bucky pins my waist to the bed with one arm as his metal one flicks my clit harshly. "Say it Princess!"

I grin up at him. "James," I say with an obviously fake moan.

He grabs onto my waist and squeezes so hard I know I'll have bruises in the morning. His metal arm moves to my throat and squeezes. I moan as he leans in and says, "Just say it and maybe I won't punish your Princess."

I roll my eyes back as he tightens his grip on my neck. "Sarge! Just fuck me Sarge! Please!"

He lets out an animalistic growl and without warning his index and middle fingers are inside me. I moan and loudly as he pumps them in and out at a fast, harsh rate. The stark contrast of his cold, hard digits inside my warm, wet core was the perfect blend of pain and pleasure.

He leans down and grazes his teeth across the top of my earlobe. "You take my fingers so good Princess, but I really wanna be buried in that pretty little pussy of yours." His raspy voice fills my ears. His words plus the mix of his bites and fingers render me useless. I moan wantonly as he adds a third finger. "You've gotta give me an answer Doll."

"Yes!" I pant out, "Oh god yes! Please! Fuck me Sarge!" I grip tightly onto his shoulders as he pulls his fingers out. The sight of him licking one of his fingers clean makes me screw my eyes shut and throw my head back in a silent moan. I feel two of his fingers brush across my bottom lip and I immediately know what he wants. I lean forward and take his fingers into my mouth. He groans as I flick my tongue over the pad of his index and middle fingers.

He pulls his fingers out of my mouth and I let them go with an audible pop. He bites his lip before pressing hot, opened-mouth kisses to mine. He shifts around and pulls a condom out of his pocket. I press myself closer to him to kiss him harder and to take the condom from his hand. I unbuckle his jeans and pull them down along with his boxers. I roll the condom on his dick myself. I pull away from our harsh, demanding kisses to to watch his face as I pump him slowly. "Does that feel good Sargent?" I pucker out my bottom lip and make my face a picture of innocence.

"Fuck Princess." He moans out, biting his bottom lip harshly. I gently push him back and straddle him. I rub myself on his dick to tease him before I grab his dick and place it at my entrance.

We both moan as he stretches me out. "Fuck yes Sarge." I whine as I bounce and swirl on his cock while he places kisses and bites wherever his lips can reach.

"Oh Princess." He groans out as he grabs my waist and sit up, hitting an even deeper place inside me. I have to stop moving to readjust to the new position. He grabs a handful of my hair and tugs, exposing my neck to him, "Keep moving Baby, I can't be doing all the work."

"Yes Sir." I bite my lip and start bouncing on him again. He snaps his hips up to meet me each time and I quickly begin to feel the familiar feeling in the pit of my stomach. "I'm close Sarge!"

He reaches down and strays rubbing harsh circles onto my clit. "Come on Shauna," he growls, "I want everyone to know who's making you feel so good."

"You Sarge! It's you!"

"Not loud enough." He lays us down and starts drilling into me. He presses harder onto my clit, making me moan even louder.

"Fuck! You! Bucky! You!" I yell/chant as I cum all over his covered dick. I wrap my legs around his waist as he chases his own orgasm. I suck and bite all over his neck and chest as his thrust start getting sloppy. He grips my waist and cums with a wrecked shout of my name.

☁︎☁︎☁︎

"See," he says once we've cleaned up, "wasn't that better than some stupid date?"

I let out a scoff and nip at his chest that I'm laying on. "This isn't a healthy thing Buck." I say quietly as I brush my fingers across his dick, "Unfortunately I'm addicted."

"I am too." He laughs but grabs my hand gently and brings it to his lips. "Would it maybe be better if we were in a real relationship?" He whispers against my hand. I laugh. "I'm serious Shana," he gets up and leans on his elbow, "I like you a lot and seeing you all done up for someone else makes me see red. Why don't we just give this an actual chance?"

I smile and press a soft kiss to his lips. I rest my head in the crook of his neck, "Bucky I laughed because I was gonna ask you the same thing." I bite my lip and smile up at him, "I like you a lot too Dork." He grins brightly and kisses my nose before laying down and pulling my closer to him.

My strange addiction