[B.B] Vibranium Hand 🔞

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Summary」: Bucky is still insecure to touch you with his vibranium hand, but when you demand him to solely use his prosthetic hand to pleasure you, he gains some confidence.

Warnings」: 100% pure smut, drunk!reader, insecure!Bucky

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"Bucky?" Your whispered voice echoes through your shared apartment

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"Bucky?" Your whispered voice echoes through your shared apartment. You wanted to check if he was still up or already asleep and as no response could be heard, you sighed and gave the door behind you a powerful kick. The door fell close way louder than you had anticipated too and loud giggles left your throat while you tried to be as silent as possible. Which was hard, because you were more than just a little tipsy. 

It had been girls night today. That combined with the happy hour in your favorite bar, that gave you two cocktails for the price of one, had led to your swaying posture right now. The room around you was slightly spinning and it took you three attempts to throw your keys into the wooden bowl next to the entrance door. Every failed attempt was accompanied by your loud giggles, although you thought you were quiet enough to not wake your sleeping boyfriend.

It was way past midnight and you knew that he had just returned from a long and draining mission with Sam to fight against the remnants of the FlagSmashers. And as always after a mission with Sam, Bucky needed some time for himself. Some silence, some sleeping-in but also some much needed cuddle sessions while catching up with the movies of the last 80 years. It was your pleasure to do this with him, seeing him cuddly and vulnerable was something you were more than grateful for. He had been trained to always function and never show any weakness. That he decided to show them to you, meant a lot. For him and for you. 

"Y/N?" Bucky's sleepy voice could be heard from behind you and you spun around in shock. Thankfully the sideboard was close enough for you to grip on it, as you almost collapsed on the floor because of the spinning room. 

Digesting alcohol really wasn't your strength. 

"Bucky," you answered in a high-pitched voice, honestly surprised why he was awake. You had been silent, almost like a ninja. There was no way he could have heard you. 

"Yeah, babygirl. Did you have a good night?" You were sure you could see him smirk at you, but his outlines were a little blurry. His brown hair messy on top of his head, as if he just got out of bed. And probably he was, because it was in the middle of the night. He was only in black sweats, the upper body bare and way too distracting. Your eyes wandered down the lines of his abs until they met the hem of his pants. Something twitched in your lower belly region, wetting your lips with your tongue.

"Did you hear me?"

His voice brought you back into the situation, you hand still gripping the sideboard for some stability. 

          

"Yeah. Yeah, great night. Were you still up?"

"No. Heard you coming home and wanted to check on you."

"You heard me? I tried to be as silent as possible."

Bucky's laughter filled the entire apartment and it warmed your heart. You loved when he laughs, although your foggy brain was not able to comprehend, why he was laughing right now.

"Babygirl, you were so loud that even snoring Sam would have heard you. And you know it's very hard to wake him." 

"That's... that's not true. I was a Ninja." Your mouth fell open, the eyes wide and in shock, while you saw Bucky's abs flex with his still on-going laughter. Not gonna lie, you wanted to never lift your eyes back to your face because damn was your boyfriend sexy. He ate thrice the portions of you but the serum made his metabolism going crazy, so even when he was not working out, he was looking like a Greek god. It was not fair, but you wouldn't complain. He was definitely the sexy part in the relationship.

"A Ninja? Ninja in training maybe. You have to learn a lot, little Padawan." 

He reached out his flesh hand towards you, offering a silent sign of peace and support to get you in bed. You were still swaying, your clothes full of sweat and probably some cocktails that didn't make it into your mouth. Objectively your state was not "wasted" but "tipsy" wouldn't be strong enough to describe you.  

"Let's get you back in bed." He smiled at you while you grabbed his hand and stumble the few steps to close the gab between you. Bucky placed his hand on your waist to stabilize you even further, seeing how unstable you were on your feet. The smell of alcohol came out of every single or your pores and if he wouldn't love you that much, he would think you smelled disgusting. But you didn't, because for him you were still the most beautiful and wonderful person on the planet. At least you hoped so. You couldn't see his face right now. 

You could barely see anything in the dark of your apartment and what you could see was blurry and spinning.

"Gotta pee." You slurred, feeling yourself almost pushed towards the bathroom. Feet almost grinding over the floor, while Bucky tried his best to get you to the designated destination. He gave you some privacy while you peed, although you gripped the wash basin next to you to not fall off the toilet. That would have been embarrassing, you couldn't let Bucky see that. 

"You're good in there?" his voice came through the closed door. He hadn't locked it, but at least closed to give you the privacy you deserve, even in this state. 

"M'kay." You mumbled. Standing up from the toilet felt like impossible for you, like you would need the same energy to run a marathon. But you managed to get it done, even splashing some cold water into your face after washing your hands. The shock helped you sober up a little bit, at least enough that you were able to walk alone to the door. 

Bucky was leaning with his back on the wall opposite the door, his arms crossed in front of his bare chest and a serious frown on his face. You were surprised how good the cold splash of water had helped you, as his beautiful face wasn't as blurry as before. His blue eyes watching your ever step, his jaws clenched and you couldn't read his expression. Was he angry, concerned or amused? You didn't know, and to be honest you didn't care at the moment.

His abs flexed when he kicked himself off the wall and made one step towards you, grabbing your waist to prevent you from falling.

"M'good" you whispered, but it was more than obvious that Bucky didn't believe you. He saw your drunk state, well knowing that you couldn't assess your well-being right now. 

With his hand never leaving the small of your back, he let you walk into the bedroom on your own. In case you would fall, he had caught you in a second, but he let you be as independent as you always wanted to. Even drunk. 

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