#v. hey! let's hear it for captain america god damn it! (ca: first avenger)

[guiltburdened]

{ MARATHON } our muses don’t leave the bed until they think it takes.

They had already done it a few times, naughty little deeds in bed, as they seemed to have wanted each other for a long time. Peggy Carter and Bucky had known each other for longer than they had let on, having worked together in SOE, and Bucky being a veteran who was trained by the 22nd British Army regiment, the famed Special Air Service, in covert and special operations, behind enemy lines, in matters of prisoner rescue, assassination and sabotage. They were fairly opposite, with Bucky being from a poor working class, and he had seen Peggy's vast house in London's West End, that was as large as the whole apartment building that him and Steve grew up in London. But classes didn't make them want either any less, as Bucky was a notorious ladies man and charming, and well spoken, but boisterous in his off-duty moments, and Barnes was drawn to her juicy red lips, and her eyes.

Today was special, as they had gone up and secured themselves a hotel room in Paris, and had been two days after pushing the Nazis out of Paris and supporting the Allied war effort. France was liberated, and it was a party for the French's American and British saviors. He was drunk, and so was Peggy, having had alot of brandy all night, and it was easy to fall into bed with her. He had already finished her off once already, by going down on her, and using his lips and mouth until she came undone underneath him. The rest of both of their clothes were all over the floor, and Bucky was ontop of her, and he had Peggy's wrists pinned to the top of the bed, above her head, the actions seeming to make her breasts swell more, as he was between her thighs, rutting against her, thrusting as he leaned down, kissing her, his dog tags forming a pile ontop of her collarbone. He panted, moving harder and faster, as his hand slipped between her to stimulate her clit, as gazed into her. "You like that?" He whispered, kissing her softly, suckling at her plump rosy lips, and his breathing was fast, in her face. He was very fit, and his skin was glossy with sweat. "I think I like you touching me more, though." He grinned, releasing Peggy's hands, to place them on her ribcage, as he threaded his fingers into her brown locks, his chin resting into her neck, as he began to pound her fast, shaking the bed around, the wood protesting with the sharp movements. "Oh god, I can do all sorts of things to you.." Barnes teased, in a saucy tone.

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