Public Round || Bucky Barnes X Reader Smut

Public round || Bucky Barnes x Reader smut

Summary: You were at the restaurant with your boyfriend, Bucky Barnes. He liked to tease you, so he dared you to do some certain things in public. You were not into this idea at the beginning but soon you found out that, in fact, you enjoyed it. And the whole situation could only have ended in the one certain way...

Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, public sex, dirty talks, cursing, daddy kink

Words: 3296

Authors: Rouge & Beast

"You look beautiful tonight." Bucky clinked your wine glass. "Oh, you really do love me." You giggled softly. "I do, Y/N. I really do." He was telling the truth. For those long months when you both were together, you've learnt how to separate lies from truth if it came to his words. He played a col-hearted man yet he was just a lovely kitten that was in a need of love. "I love you too, Bucky," You said, clinking back. You and Bucky were out for our every once in a while fancy restaurant night.

"Do you love me enough to tell me which panties you're wearing?" He asked, curling lips in a wry smirk as my brows went up a bit.

You looked down at the table. "Buck, shhhh, you're embarrassing me again. Why do you do that?" This restaurant was quieter than most in New York, but there was still enough of a hubbub that no one was going to hear your conversation. "I don't want everyone listening to us." "Come on, there's almost no one here. We're at the early oldster sitting. So. Which ones?" "Oh, okay. The red ones." You were turning a light shade of red yourself. "The ones with all the lace? The super sexy red ones?" He continued. You nodded slightly, turning your face aside to hide the blush. "For me? You wore them for me tonight? Am I going to get lucky later?" Bucky cocked his brows and made himself comfortable in the chair, stretching his back a bit. You nodded again. "What? Tell me." "You know I can't do this in public. Wait until we get home, then I'll tell you, Buck." "Well Y/N, YOU might not get lucky when we get home if I can't hear a little more from you right now." Bucky insisted. You let out a loud sigh. "Yes Bucky," you lowered to almost a whisper. "You're going to get lucky tonight." He could barely hear your voice. "I'm going to fuck your brains out." There was a little pause. "Is that what you have wanted from me?" You crossed arms on your chest, looking him straight in the eye. Bucky smiled, and you smiled back. "Maybe you could give me those panties now so I can tell how lucky I'll be?" He said with a hint of hopefulness. "No, Sir, no FUCKING way." You sounded pretty resolute. And yet, Bucky could saw you shifting around in your seat. It was time for a little shove. "I want your panties. Now." Bucky said in a low voice of his, and that made a cold shiver ran down your spine. You shook your head however.

"You know it turns me on. And that it'll turn you on too." He almost moaned. Your shifting was becoming a little agitated. "Of course, I'd rather see your bottom hugged in by those panties. But, if I can't see that, I could think about it when you hand them over." Bucky was so stubborn. "Stop, please!" You pleaded in a hoarse undertone. "I'll say whatever you want at home. Not here! You know that I am shy!" Bucky just stared at you with a happy smile.

"What? What! You really want this?" You started to get up from the chair, looking slightly disgusted and somewhat defeated. “Okay, Buck! But this is only this time! And never again!” "No. Sit down." Bucky measured your figure with his steel eyes.

You were confused but you obeyed, taking seat slowly.

"Here. Take them off here." He said darkly. Your jaw dropped.

"Now? Here? No. It's too hard, everyone will see." Your head was shaking. “It'll take me a longer time to take them off in the way no one will see..” You mumbled. "I'm a patient man for the woman I love. And her bloomers." Bucky said with a genuine beam in his eyes. "I can't believe you're asking me to do this." You were mumbling as your hips were rocking back and forth. "And that I'm actually doing it!" You stopped for a second. "God," you exhaled, "I... My... I'm already soaked... You creep!" But you smiled at him. It was clear that you'd gotten them down past your ankles and over your heels as you were handing them off to Bucky under the table. "Y/N!" Bucky shook his head. "I want to see them." "I can't... Not here... Oh, I'm gonna kill you when we'll get back home!" You'd bunched up the red lace and pushed it across the table. Bucky opened them up in front of him before he grabbed them up and inhaled hem across his face. "I can't wait to get my mouth down there. Can you?" Bucky said as you blushed profoundly. "You didn't do that, did you Buck?" You were staring at him in disbelief, the blush on your cheeks was visible. "In fact, maybe you could get up and show your perfect butt to me when you walk away to the ladies? And take off your bra for me too and bring it back. Is it red too?" Bucky was encouraging you. "Really? You're kidding, right?" Your whisper was hoarse again. "That's why you'll look so good." He sweet talked. "I... But... People will look..." You rolled your eyes. "And people will only see a gorgeous woman that turns their heads." Bucky shrugged his arms with his eyes still on you. "Are you sure? I mean, I want you to be turned on and happy with me...” You blushed harder, you felt how your heart was skipping a beat. "I'm already turned on. I want YOU to be turned on." Bucky smirked. You twinkled slightly and murmured. "You know you can make me horny with just your leer, but we're in the middle of so many people." That was an exaggeration, but you certainly were in a public place. "Everything will show. My nipples are so hard, they'll stick out a mile and everyone will see..." You trailed off as you started to get up. "All right, Buck. All right." But he could see you were smiling again. You were enjoying the shove. The waiters were just delivering your meals when you were walking back with your right hand trying, and failing, to contain all the material from clutching your bra. You quickly sat down as the waiters were departing. "Here!" You said as you thrusted your hand across the table and deposited the goods. "God, the material keeps rubbing, I feel like I could come right away." You went pink. "Don't do that to me, Bucky!" You giggled like a teenager, and then quickly covered your mouth with a hand. Bucky'd spread your bra out.

"Put that away right now." You said with a strong voice. Seeing Bucky like this, with your bra in his hands, in public, it made you turned on yet frustrated a bit. "I am mortified! Why do you like doing this to me? It doesn't really arouse me as much as you think it does." You added. "Oh, really? You know, when you were walking towards the ladies, I was fixated on the wet spot on the back of your dress." Bucky smirked proudly and slowly licked his lips. "What?! I had a spot?! Do you think anyone else noticed?!" Now the pink turned almost dark red. "I don't understand how you do this to me." You looked annoyed. "Can we eat? Please." It was delicious, as usual. You were quiet but not in any kind of bad way. Just subdued, like you were thinking about something, maybe what you were going to do later. After you ordered dessert and coffee, you looked over at Bucky. "I feel like I'm naked and all the people are staring at my tits." You sighed. Whenever you used the word "tits", he knew foreplay had started. "What do you mean?" "I don't know.." You quieted a little. "It tingles in my clit..."  You were quieter still. "I feel my pussy leak a little more. I'm scared if I get up there'll be a puddle." You exhaled. "You like the sensations, right?" Bucky said in just as low a voice. "You can take it, can't you?" "Yes, I can take it! But I just want you to take me! But we can't until we leave. Do we have to have a dessert? I really need you to plow me." You bit your lower lip, throwing him an eager glance. Bucky only liked his lips as he stared at you. "Oh, Buck, stop. Really. You're torturing me..." You were breathing heavier. "You could stop it right now. Just reach under your dress." He smirked again. "No!" The blushed hit your cheeks hardly. "You'll like it. You'll not only get relief but it'll get you ready for the main event."

"No.... No... I fell for that once before. But no matter how hot am I, I am not going to make myself come in public again." You whispered clearly. Once when you were dating, Bucky'd convinced you to rub yourself to orgasm on a park bench. When you both got back to his apartment, you fucked for five hours, on every piece of furniture, on the floor, in the shower. You must have came many times... "Then tell me. You can guess what I'm going to do to you when we get home. Tell me what YOU'RE going to do to ME." Bucky reached to his pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, he lit one up and inhaled the smoke while watching you carefully. "Hmmm, all right, I can do that. Let me think." Your eyes looked up at the ceiling for a second, before they found his again. "I'm going keep my clothes on. But you're not. Instead of my stripping for you, tonight you're going to stand in front on me while I'm prim and proper on the couch..." "Prim and proper without a bra or panties under your chic clothes, leaking all over the place." Bucky giggled wryly, he again licked on his bottom lip. “But yeah. Go on, doll.” "Shut up, you brat. It's my turn." You started again. "You're going to do what I say, and button by button you'll open your shirt for me so I can see that muscular chest of yours, and your bionic arm. You'll take off your shoes and socks, unbuckle your belt, unbutton your pants." You closed your eyes for a second, getting into your thoughts. "And pull them down?" Bucky asked as he exhaled the smoke. He moved in his chair, crossing legs nicely. "Be quiet or I'm going to stop." You gave him angry gaze. "You've got the floor mistress." Bucky smiled. "Good. Back to what I want. You'll pull your cock out from the slit in your underwear and zipper, it'll be difficult because it's already as hard as a rock." You smirked darkly, leaning your back against the chair. Bucky nodded vigorously as he did same. "Yes, a total stiffy. And it'll stick out of your pants, straight up with that vain beneath that it has. It looks so dirty. It's so ridiculous that I have to grab it and put it down my throat." Your voice was soft yet delightful. Your story was getting intense. "Your cock always tastes so good to me. I just love having my lips around the tip, getting my red lipstick all over it and then cleaning it off."

Bucky saw your arm moved a little deeper under the table. "Keep your shirt on, but take your pants off. I want to see you balls too." You sighed lovely. He was a little bewildered.

"Now? Here?" Bucky was starting to sound like you several minutes ago. "Yes. Here." You smiled as you rolled your eyes. "No silly. At home." You gave him another smile. "I want to see your balls hanging down under your shirt tales. For some reason that's really sexy to me. With your dick standing straight up so I lick you all over, suck you, play with your balls, all at the same time." Your arm was going back and forth a little. You seemed to lost inhibitions about being out in the restaurant. "I love it when I soak your cock with my mouth, it feels so good. But I want even slicker, so I take you cock out of my mouth and spit on it. Few times..” With closed eyes that you was having, you ran the tip of your tongue around your lips. “I'm rubbing up and down, making you shudder in my hands, massaging it just up to the point where you're going to spurt... But I stop then." "Oh fuck, don't. I'm about to explode out in public myself." Bucky was barely breathing at this moment. "Don't you dare, there's more to come." You opened your eyes to wink at him. "As I'm rubbing your shaft I start getting a feeling I haven't had in a long time. I slowly stand up  shimmying up my skirt. Can you imagine that?" Bucky's mouth was dry at this point. He only nodded.

"I just pull you by your hand and force you to sit down on the couch. And when you sit there, I slowly stradle you and my wet, dripping pussy slowly sucks your cock in..." You continued with a dirty smirk.

"Doll. Fuck." Bucky gasped.

You could saw how he moved his bionic arm under the table, you smiled even wider at that view.

"Huh? Something's wrong, darling?" Now it's your turn to tease him, and you've just found yourself enjoying this.

He didn't say a word.

Bucky simply got up from his seat and grabbed you by your wrist.

"C'mon, doll. Don't make me wait or I'll go crazy." It's more like an order than ask but you nodded as you got up, too.

Smirk was dancing on your lips as you followed Bucky. You stopped paying attention to the wetness that was dripping down your legs.

He led you to the nearest restroom. Bucky briefly looked at the sign that was saying "LADIES", and he opened the door, pulling you in.

"Buck, it's ladies..." You couldn't help but giggle.

He didn't respond. Bucky pulled you into one of the cabin, and he locked it from inside.

Bucky pulled your dress up along your thighs, exposing your dripping clit.

He simply went down on his knees and picked your one leg up, resting it over his shoulder.

Bucky rushed straight to your clit, he closed his full lips on your pussy, slowly sucking on your folds.

"Oh, fuck..." You whimpered quietly, looking down at him. "Yea.. Just like that... Just like fucking that.." You closed your eyes and you rolled your head back, resting it against the wall of the cabinet.

He buried his bearded face into your core, Bucky's tongue was slowly moving up and down your folds, teasing them with the tip.

You saw how he licked his metal fingers between he slipped them into your pussy without warning. They stretched your tight clit hardly, and made you let a loud moan mixed with a whimper.

"Fuck.. My pussy is so fucking tight, daddy." You slipped hand into Bucky's hair to pull his face back to your pussy. "Lick this dripping cunt, daddy. I wanna feel your tongue down there."

Bucky smirked as he slowly swirled his tongue over your clit.

"You like it, don't ya, doll? You love to have your pussy eaten, don't ya, Y/N?"

You only managed to nod as you tugged on his hair.

"Suck it, please, daddy." Your moans were loud and melodic.

Bucky started to suck on your folds, still fucking your pussy with his metal fingers, making a lot of wet noises while doing so.

"Yeah, fuck..." You pulled your breasts out of your dress and pinched your nipples, massaging your boobs at the same time.

Bucky looked up at you and he giggled a bit, sending vibes to your core.

After few longer moments, Bucky got up and pinned you to the wall. He rushed his hands to the belt and undone it.

You couldn't stop yourself from helping him, so you unzipped his fly and slipped your hand in his pants, pulling his dick out.

You licked your lips as you looked down on his cock.

"Hard as fucking rock. I love it, daddy."

Bucky only smirked as he pinned you to the wall again, he picked your leg up to wrap it around his hip as he pushed himself into your slick core.

You gasped and moaned his name straight into his ear.

"Oh, Bucky!"

Bucky was kissing wherever he could reach. He closed his mouth on your hard nipples few times while pounding in your cunt with a fiercely pace.

His shaft was slipping out of tour pussy slowly to get back roughly as he pushed forward.

With one hand on your boobs and one on your hip, Bucky was fucking your brain out.

Suddenly you both heard how few girls, probably three or four, got into the restroom, giggling and talking about some teenager's shit.

Bucky slipped out of your cunt and forced you to turn around. He pinned your front to the wall of the cabin, at the same time forcing you to stick out your bun.

You obeyed eagerly and you let out a whimper as you felt like Bucky's cock was stretching your pussy again, this time from behind.

Luckily, girls didn't hear you, they were too focused on gossiping.

Bucky's metal hand was moved to your mouth, covering it.

You bit inside of your cheek, the pleasure was unbearable. You wanted to scream to whom you've  belonged to.

Bucky placed his other hand on your hip to control the speed of his thrusts.

He was going in and out, in and out, his pace was getting rougher and rougher. His cock was sinking into your core easily, and he felt how your walls were clenching around him. That meant you were nearing your orgasm.

When the girls left the restroom, Bucky moved his hand off of yoir mouth. You used the moment to started moaning.

"Daddy, fuck! I wanna you to cum in that fucking tight cunt, daddy! I wanna feel your fucking cum in me!" You moaned eagerly, you felt how your legs were shaking.

Bucky placed his mental hand on your other hip and he increased the pace, fucking your pussy with his hard cock as fast as he only was able to.

"Fuck... Fuck.." He was grunting deeply, and in the end, he cum deep inside of you, shooting his load into your core.

You gasped for the air and you slipped your hand between your thighs to rub your clitoris and to slip two of your fingers into your pussy, along with his cock.

"Yea, fuck, I cum, daddy..." You groaned lazily, turning your head to his.

Bucky leant down to you and crushed his lips on yours.

He tasted wonderful.

When he slipped his cock out of your clit, you turned around to him, improving your outfit.

You took a hold of his yet hard cock and you gave his shaft few long strokes.

Bucky closed his eyes, enjoying additional pleasure as you were spreading your mixed cums along his length.

You got on your tiptoes and kissed him at the same time.

You smirked after few moments, when you stopped playing with his cock.

Bucky slipped his dick back into his jeans and he buckled the belt.

When you both got out of the restroom, he looked at you.

"We gotta do this more often, Y/N."

You only smiled.

You already had another scenario in your head.

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The Decision || Frank Castle x Reader

Summary: Once you met Frank Castle, you both got close. After some time, you received a letter saying your little daughter that disappeared years ago is alive. Will you listen to Frank’s advice to let it go? Or will you risk everything to get your child back?

Warnings: none

Words: 1953

Author: Cass

A/N: this drabble was written for @bloggingfromherbed  and her writing challenge. My prompt was: "Get your ass back here!”

You met Frank long time ago and it was one big coincidence.

You walked trough alleys between buildings, spying on two policemen that accorded to your knowledge, were corrupted and had something to do with your case.

You were walking slowly, making sure they weren’t about to notice you. Your hand tightened around handle of your baseball bat. It wasn’t just an ordinary bat, it was made out of really heavy metal. Heavy but highly effective.

You simply walked between two man and ended confrontation as soon as it has started. The bat was the best way to quickly shatter both men’s skulls.

“You do realize I can see you there?” You said rather loudly, looking at the roof of one building. “I am not blind like that guy that ran around here.” You said and smiled.

There were few minutes of silence before he came down to you. Then you could fully see him and he could see you.

“You know I wanted to get rid of these guys? You kinda fucked up my job.” He muttered.

You laughed softly and looked at the white skull that was adorning his chest. “Yea… Maybe. At last you didn’t have to waste bullets on them.”

He shook his head and smiled, annoyed.

That was basically your common first meeting. Since then, you started to see him more often. Of course, not  because you had wanted to. Somehow he was always hunting the same people that you were.

It took a long time for both of you to even get closer. When stuff got on ice, you found time to get closer to him.

You told him about your situation that wasn’t too colorful.

In past, you had loving husband and wonderful young daughter. You worked as a cop and one day you refused to get corrupted just like your coworkers.

After this you suddenly lost your job, your husband had a deadly accident and your daughter disappeared.

That’s why you started to get revenge on your own.

Frank sheared his story with you, it was when you realized that somehow you both were really similar.

It’s almost three years since you started to live with Frank. This life was hard, most of the time you were staying home, when he was the one that was hunting the bad guys. Was he trying to somehow give you your life back after your loss from years before?

You were sitting on a couch, holding your guitar tightly. You were deep in your thoughts when suddenly you heard knocking on the door. It couldn’t be Frank… He never knocked.

You took your gun and slowly walked to door, then you looked though viewfinder. Corridor was empty.

Just for the safety,you opened door carefully. All you could see was a small pink envelope on the floor. You picked it up and returned inside the flat.

Your mind was screaming to you. ‘Open it!’, but something still was stopping you. You decided to open it when Frank will come back home.

You didn’t have to wait too long though. Frank returned home few hours later. Surprisingly, this time he wasn’t covered in blood.

“I missed you so much.” He muttered, putting his bag on the floor. Frank walked to you and nuzzled to your shoulder.

You smiled softly. “I missed you too… Frank. Someone was here. This person left an envelope. I didn’t want to open it alone. I don’t know what’s inside.” You said quietly.

He looked at you, worried. “Want me to open it for you or you want to open it together?”

“Together, please.” You nodded and led him to the couch, taking envelope on your way there.

Frank took it from you as both of you were sitting. He opened it and pulled out a letter. It was more like one of those creepy anonymous messages. Every letter looked like cut out from different newspaper.

“We still remember you. We have the thing you are looking for. Tonight visit place where your man finished his life.”  You read and looked at Frank.

“Do you know what they are talking about, Y/N?” He asked looking back at you.

“I mean… I know the place but… OH FUCK! They have her!” You said, quickly getting up from the couch. “Do you understand?! My daughter disappeared… But I never got any message if she is dead or alive… What if they still have her? She would be only..”

“Ten years old, I know that.” He cut you off. “But how can you really trust them? You good know what kind of fuckers they are and you good know that they would like to get you into their hands.”

You frowned. “I am sorry. What exactly are you trying to say?” You asked.

“All I am saying is that you should threw this fucking message away and just leave it. I won’t let you go there.” Frank growled, getting up from couch. He was towering over you.

“I don’t care! I won’t leave her there! Not with them! I am going there if you like it or not.” You growled loudly and started walking toward your bedroom that you both were sharing.

Before you could even get there, Frank grabbed your hand and threw you back on couch. “YOU THINK I WILL LET YOU GO AND FUCKING DIE THERE!?”

You looked at him with anger visibly growing in your. “YOU THINK I FUCKING CARE! I AM READY TO DIE! IF IT MEANS THAT I WILL SAVE HER. SHE IS MY LITTLE GIRL!”

“How do you know that she is even still alive?! Maybe this is some fucking fake message to get you?!” Frank yelled, he grabbed your arms and looked at you. “Do you understand that I care for you too much to lose you? To lose someone again?” He explained looking you in the eyes.

You looked at him and your eyes started to fill with tears. “I understand… I feel the same when it comes to you.”

After this little argument subject of daughter didn’t return. Till that night.

It was one of those special nights when Frank stayed home. You looked at him in your bed. Than you got up and started to dress up, making sure you won’t wake him up. You grabbed your bag and walked to bed. “I am so sorry, Frank… I can’t leave her like this.” You whispered and kissed his forehead before leaving the bedroom. You walked to window and opened it. You jumped out and sighed softly as you started to walk. “I am coming, little one.”

The place brought only bad memories. You good remembered when your friends from patrol called you to see this place because of… Your husband’s accident.

You shook your head, trying to shake off this terrible feeling. If not this message, you would never visit this place again.

You could recall everything that happened here. The car wreck, your husband’s body, all those policemen…

You stopped for a while to take a deep breath and continued walking until you saw two men. They had girl with them, poor thing had bag on her head.

“Y/N! You made it! We were scared you won’t believe us! I mean, whole five years.” One of them said and smiled.

“You good know I didn’t come here to have tea with you and your friend.” You pointed at girl. “I am here for her.”

Man rolled his eyes and pushed girl toward you. “Here you go. Just don’t think it’s all.” He said.

You quickly crouched on girl’s level and took off bag from her head. You could see her face and you could already tell it was her. “Y/D/N…” You whispered, gently stroking girl’s cheek.

“Mommy…” She whimpered and hugged to you.

You hugged to her tightly and nuzzled to her little shoulder. “My little girl.” You whispered, ready to cry. You took deep breath and opened your eyes just to see a gun pointed at your forehead. You could almost feel cold metal touching it.

“Ya know. That’s sweet and all but you need to pay to take her home and she is expensive.” Man said smiling.

Frank had woken up more confused than ever. Bed was empty and cold. You and your stuff were gone. Before he could even understand what exactly happened with you, he heard his phone.

“Y/N? What the fuck. Where the hell you are?!” He growled.

“…Hello… It’s Y/D/N here… A-Are you my mommy’s friend..? I… She needs help. This bad people hurt her…”

Frank stood there and then he realize WHAT exactly happened. You went there. Just to get her, to see if it was really her. He took a deep breath and nodded.

“Yes. I am her friend, my name is Frank. Sweetheart, please. Tell me what they did and where are you? I will come to pick you up.” He said softly.

Frank left flat as soon as he knew, where you both are.

There wasn’t much you could remember. They beat you up… Almost to death.

You remembered that there was more than only punches… knifes and… maybe more… Everything was so blurry.

You growled loudly as soon as sun hit your face. You wanted to sleep, everything hurt.

You forced yourself to open your eyes. As soon as you did this, you looked at your body in shock.

You were clean, covered in bandages and dressings. You felt horrible but at last you were back in your bedroom. Was it just a dream? Did you get beat up during night with Frank and your daughter was just a dream?

You decided to slowly move yourself off the bed, it wasn’t easy. Every little part of you screamed in pain, just like you wanted to.

You hobbled to living room and saw something you never expected. You heart honestly melted.

Frank was sitting with Y/D/N on his lap, showing her how to play guitar.

“Ah, you see, little one? You get it, a lot of training and you will be master in playing guitar.” He said and girl giggled.

“Can I go to my room and play with the teddy bear you got me?” She asked.

Frank nodded. “Yea, sure. You can do what you wanna. You are free and safe now.” He smiled and watched as girl ran to her bedroom.

You sighed quietly and tried return to your own bed.

"Get your ass back here!”You heard him growling. “I’ve seen you there. Come here.” Frank said getting up from couch.

You walked to him slowly and hugged to him.

“I told you to stay. I thought I won’t be able to save you… and what? You would leave her alone? She waited all those years. And what with me?” Frank looked at you.

You looked up at him. “I am so sorry… I just… If I wouldn’t go, they could kill her.”

Frank sighed deeply. “Let’s forget about this, Y/N. The most important is that you are back. She is back and both of you are fine now. I won’t let anyone hurt you ever again.” He whispered and kissed you.

You purred quietly into the kiss. “Does it mean you are my new dad?” You both heard quiet voice. It was your daughter.

Frank laughed softly. “If you only want me to be one.”

“I want! You take care of me and mom!” Girl said and run to both of you.

“Well then.” Frank picked her you. “I can be your dad.” He said and hugged you and your daughter.

Now you felt happy. You were with man that loved you and your girl was back.

You couldn’t ask for more.

Allein, allein || Chapter I || Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: Bucky Barnes is still the Hydra’s asset. He doesn’t remember who he was before. You’re his new handler. How things between two of you are going to turn out?

Chapter: 1 of ?

Warnings: none

Words: 1325

Author: Rouge

A/N: this very first chapter was written for @arawynn ‘s writing challenge. My prompt was “do you have permission to be here?”. 

Surrounded by four grey walls, there was nothing else to do but stare at them. To look at the paint that had started to chip off as time passed, or gouged by others - anything to pass time. He was slowly going mad, theorizing absurd meanings from the wall's blank stare. He wasn’t sure about anything. He didn’t know who he used to be. He couldn’t remember any certain moment from his past, just few random memories were always going through his mind, however he couldn’t place them in time. Were they real? Or was it just his imagination that was tricking him?

The darkness swirled around his curled form on his bed, tendrils of inkling bleak reminders of his solitude. The silence echoing in his ears was the constant white noise that never shut up. Her head swam in the fire burning inside, the only smoldering embers of a time where there had been other presences with him, around him, in him. But then, the void had been slowly filled with a cold, howling storm of fear that refused to ever let up. He was completely and utterly alone in his mind, body, soul, and most of all, entirely alone in the world.

The knock came quietly first and then there was silence. He frowned a bit, slowly raising his head and turning it to the door. “Who’s there?” He asked, his voice husky and unpleasant.

The knock was louder and faster this time, no one has responded at his previous question. Long-haired man got up and within three large steps he was next to the metal door. He opened them and frowned slightly.

In front of his door, in the dim light of fluorescents, you were standing, looking around.

He let his glance along your form, from the bottom to the top as he leaned his flesh forearm against doorframe. “Do you have permission to be here?” He asked simply, his cold gaze was still on her.

You nodded, you were visibly hesitating. “Yes…” Your voice was nothing more but a whisper. It didn’t, however, make him less unpleasant. He simply didn’t care about you, yet he was pretty curious about purpose of your visit in a dungeon.

“I’ve asked you a question. Who the hell are you?” He repeated, his voice was deeper this time.

“My name’s Y/N. I am your new handler.”

He blinked and it was when he noticed a large briefcase in your hands. It was definitely not what he was expecting this evening to bring.

“You’re wrong, Y/N. My handler’s doing pretty good. He’s upstairs, having a training with other agents.” Man replied with a light shrug. “I don’t need you. Go away.”

He turned around in an attempt of closing door but you stopped him, slipping your leather boot between doorframe.

“Here,” you opened the briefcase and pulled out some document, handling it to him, “read this if you don’t believe me.”

Man let out a loud, irritated sigh but he took the paper from you. His eyes were getting wider and wider while he was reading the contents of document. His handler has died in a car accident at morning. He had enough bad luck to get hit by an armored car while being with other Hydra’s agents in the small village nearby.

“Impossible.” He scoffed out. He looked at you, a wry grimace on his face.

“Well, I didn’t come here to have some gossips with you.” You said. “We have a mission tomorrow. We gotta get prepared. Let me in and stop wasting our time, okay?”

He cocked his brow but shifted away, letting you in to his chamber.

When you got in, he closed the door behind you and walked to his small bed to take a seat at the edge of an old mattress.

You put your briefcase on the tiny table next to small, barred window. You sat on its counter, crossing your legs nicely, looking straight at him.

“Do you know anything about your next mission, asset?” You asked him.

He nodded simply, shrugging. “Yea. Gotta kill the prime minister of Russia.”

You nodded. “Good. Remember that you…”

“… have to stay undetected, ma’am. I’m not an idiot. It’s not my first task.” His voice was cold like his glance that was still on you.

You remained silent for a while, then nodded. “Yes. Exactly this, asset. Get up and take off your shirt.”

He cocked his brows but obeyed your order. He slowly took off his grey shirt and tossed it onto bed. The view of his muscular chest and flesh arm made you speechless. “Do you need any configurations of your… metal arm?” You asked, swallowing hardly. You had to admit to yourself that this man was handsome and that your heart skipped a beat when you were observing him, staying there half-naked in front of you.

“No.” He said simply and took step towards you.

You held your breath when he stopped in front of you. He leaned down and stopped his handsome face barely few centimeters from yours.

“You’re scared. I see this. Why they assigned you to someone like me?” A gentle tilt of his head made you even weaker and you had to put all of your strengths into keeping a straight face.

“They found me the right person for this job.” You shrugged slightly, turning your head aside a bit to avoid his glance. “I was a handler before so I assure you that I…”

“I’ve never said you’re a wrong person, haven’t’ I?” He simply cupped your cheeks with his metal hand and forced you to look him in the eye. “If you were a handler, you shouldn’t be scared, yet you are. Why?”

His breath hit your cheek as he whispered into your ear. You swallowed hardly before you answered. “I’ve never worked with someone like you. You’re distinguished. You’ve never failed. And you’ve killed so many people… Wouldn’t it be stupid of me if I wouldn’t be scared, huh?” A little smirk appeared on your lips for a second or so, then it has vanished when you met his steel blue eyes.

“Good.” He let your cheeks and stretched his back. Man turned around and walked to his bed, slowly putting shirt on, his every muscle was so tensed.

You bit your lip, chewing it softly. The truth was that you were cooperating with American government and you were a spy. When you infiltrated Hydra’s household, you were on a straight way to get sergeant James Barnes and take him back home. You knew there was a long way in front of you to finish this case. And since he opened his door for you minutes before, you knew it won’t be easy to gain his trust. But there was no turning back. You had to do your best to keep things right.

He turned his face to you, his cold glance was on you again. “Better get some sleep. Tomorrow’s gonna be tough.” He said and pointed at door.

You gave a simple nod and took your briefcase with you.

When you opened door, you stopped for a second. “See you tomorrow… Sergeant Barnes…” You whispered and quickly left, closing door behind you.

He frowned and ran after you, opening door widely. “How did you call me, Y/N?!” He yelled but you didn’t stop until you turned into another corridor.

You put your back to the wall, breathing deeply, you struggled for every breath, trying to calm your heartbeat.

The asset was standing in his door, then he simply closed them. Many thoughts were running through his head at that moment. He laid down onto his bed, slipping hands beneath his head.

Barnes. Who was Barnes? He had a feeling he has heard this somewhere before but he couldn’t remember where.

He felt a blackness come over him. He finally closed his eyes as he drifted into a dreamless sleep.

Happy Birthday || Bucky Barnes x Reader || Drabble

Summary: You’re having a rough day. Also, everyone seems to forget about your birthday. Bucky Barnes is the one to save the day ☺

Warnings: none

Words: 879

Author: Rouge

Y/D/N – your dog’s name

It was one of those days when you were sad enough to stay at your room, no one could approach you nor talk to you. Even Bucky Barnes, who was your best friend, was pushed aside during drop in your form.

That day, however, you were not only sad but also frustrated. Your assignment has been postponed to someone else and you got furious when you heard about this fact, plus everyone seemed to forget it was your birthday. You felt pretty abandoned.

“Of course! Again! Fury doesn’t know what he’s doing!” You were screaming while leaving the director’s office. “I’d be better than Natasha and he only sees her on this mission, because Banner is going too!” You smashed the door behind you.

On the corridor you met Bucky.

“Hey, Y/N, sup there?” He asked, smiling widely. His grin faded as quickly as it showed up when he spotted your angry grimace. “Hey, what’s wrong, Y/N?”

“What’s wrong? You ask me what’s wrong!?” You yelled, waving your hands furiously. “They again took someone else on the mission to Europe! What am I?! What the actually hell!?” You were screaming. When you felt how tears are gathering themselves in corners of your eyes, you simply sat on the floor, crossing legs and hiding face in your hands. “I’ll never be as good as they are. Will never be as smart as they are.” You sighed, letting tears rolled down your cheeks. “I was working so hard to get this task. It’s my work, not their! I researched everything, I set everything up, finally it was me who found that missing agent in Kiev! And Fury has decided to take Banner and Natasha! Because she knows the terrain and he’s smart enough to get through firewalls of their system! Ha!” You let words flew, not paying attention to three workers who passed you by with curious glances.

Bucky crouched next to you, his metal arm on your shoulder. “Hey, Y/N, don’t ya worry. It’s not the last time. There will be another missions.”

You looked him in the eye, still crying, with a deep sigh. “And they will be assuring me about my trip to crush my dreams within second?” You shrugged. “I don’t care anymore. I just can’t with their shit.”

Bucky chuckled softly, rubbing your cheek with his flash hand. “Hey. Come with me. I think you should see something. I think someone needs your help.”

His soft voice has calmed you down quickly, you gave him your hand and let him help you to get back on your feet. You followed Bucky to common saloon at the lower level of Avengers Tower.

“What should I see? I don’t see anything at all, Buck.” You narrowed brows, looking at him with a frown. “If you’re fooling me, you’ll have problem. I am completely not in a mood for this…” You silenced.

You heard a quiet barking and a sound of claws on the wooden panels. Your heart stopped, you were terrified, squeezing Bucky’s flash hand as hardly as you could. You slowly turned your head around, your eyes opened widely.

In front of you and Bucky, there was standing a beagle puppy, wagging its tail. Little puppy was barking quietly, licking its nose every now and then.

“OH GOD!” You squeaked loudly, getting on your knees and chuckling to call the dog. “Come here, little one!”

Dog ran to you happily, falling over twice because of lack of coordination. You reached your hands to puppy and took it into your arms, getting up slowly while petting the dog.

“How did he come here?” You asked, looking at Bucky in shock. “He’s so cute! Maybe he got lost?”

It was when you noticed a collar on puppy’s neck, with a little charm in front. You took it between your fingers to read what was written there.

For Y/N, my bestie, on her b-day. Bucky.

You heart stopped for the second time. You slowly raised your head, giving him a look. “Buck…” You whispered, covering mouth with other hand while holding puppy with second one. “You haven’t forgotten…” You mumbled, feeling a single tear on your cheek. “Dear Lord…”

You slowly and gently put puppy on the floor, took step to Bucky and hugged him tightly. “I have the best friend I could ever have!” You cried softly as his arms were embracing your form.

“Happy birthday, Y/N.” Bucky said with happy voice, kissing top of your head. “I hope this little guy will be a nice companion to you. I knew you like puppies. And when I saw him during last visit to city center with Steve, I decided to get him for you.” Barnes explained shortly.

“It’s the greatest gift I ever got!” You clapped your hands, your eyes on puppy who was running around two of you. “What’s his name?”

“He doesn’t have one, yet. It’s up to you now, Y/N.” Bucky smirked.  

“Hmmm… Y/D/N!” You told him happily, then you got down on your knees to petted dog’s head. “You’re Y/D/N from today!” You giggled. “How cute is he!” You whispered when dog laid down and rolled onto his back to get some belly rubs.

Bucky smiled at you from above.

“Once again, happy birthday, Y/N.”

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The Assistant || Steve Rogers x Reader smut

Summary: You’re an assistant of Tony Stark and you happen to have a crush on Steve Rogers. One evening, when Steve asks you to prepare some documents for him, you’re more than happy to do this. And after you bring files to him, your relationship goes onto another level.

Warnings: Smut

Words: 2175

Author: Rouge

A/N: this smutty oneshot was written for @bloggingfromherbed and her writing challenge. My prompt was: “impressive collection you got there.”

The night rolled over bringing a threat of a storm. Light was covered by the rapidly falling night. The bright blue sky transformed into an ocean of blackness. Shimmering stars illuminated the moonless, jet black sky, as if to remind us that even in darkness there is still light. The air was still and heavy, thick clouds covered half sky.

You were walking down the street, tightly wrapping your coat around yourself. Night was pretty cold and because of your tiredness, you were feeling the coldness twice as hard than normally.

Being an assistant of Tony Stark himself was a hard task to deal with. There were days the tiredness was coming in both forms, physical and mental. Your body needed to rest yet your mind needed it to move, to burn the anxiety right out. But at the same time, you were truly happy. You had an unique occasion to meet all the world’s mightiest heroes. Including HIM…

The single though of Steve Rogers made your heart skipped a beat and you couldn’t help but smile. Yes. He was owning your mind and heart, yet he didn’t know about this little fact.

But this was the night when everything was about to change. Few days before, Steve asked you to prepare some documents for him. Obviously, you had agreed on this idea. And then, in that stormy, cold night, you were heading to Avengers Tower to meet with the man of your dreams.

Your arrival had not escaped the attention of rest of the team.

“Y/N! What are ya doing here, it’s after your working hours,” Tony said as he opened the door after your knocking.

You nodded politely trying to hide the blush that started to appearing on your cheeks. “Yes, I know, Mr Stark but…”

“She’s my guest. Let her in.” Tony turned around in disbelief when he heard deep voice behind his back. It was no one else but Steve, tall man was leaning casually against the nearest wall, little smile appeared on his lips as his eyes met yours.

You blushed even harder, turning your head in attempt to hide the redness on your cheeks.

Tony rolled his eyes but he stepped aside, making the space for you to enter. So you did, taking the coat off and hanging it onto a hanger in the corridor.

Steve threw a mean glare at Tony before he approached you. “So, follow me, Y/N,” he said softly smirking at you.

You nodded, you turned around to thank Tony once again, then you followed Steve at the upper floor.

Rogers took you straight at his floor. What got your attention were pictures that were hanging at walls along the corridor. On all of them, Steve was with Bucky Barnes. You couldn’t stop yourself from grinning while looking at them. “Impressive collection you got there.” you admitted warmly. “I know you and Buck are close even now but I wasn’t expecting all these photographs…” You looked at Steve as you stopped in front of the picture on which both Steve and Bucky were wearing uniforms, they looked pretty young, both were smiling straight to the camera.

Steve stand next to you, sighing. “It was when we believed that we can change fate of the world,” he explained shortly.

You blinked as you looked at him. “And look. You did!”

Steve giggled as he grabbed you by your hand. “Okay, you have right. But now, c’mon,” he looked you in the eye and led you to his room.

You couldn’t shake the feeling that your legs were getting weaker and weaker with every touch of his.

As you both got to his chamber, you opened your eyes widely. The walls were cream, but not like the stuff you pour in the coffee, there was a hue of beach sand there. The floor was a dark walnut but not the laminate. Everything was functional. The mantle was where he put his keys and garage door opener. On the coffee table was a wrench set and a new set of wheels for a longboard. Under the small eating table was a pack of beer. He got few more photos of him and Bucky and team on the walls. Bed was not too big, looking like a snow drift, so white and feathery and high was it; one window curtained with a square of starched white cotton cloth.

He turned, smiling shyly, not a look you've seen on his face before. You couldn’t help but smile back. “I don’t bring people back here often…” Steve almost whispered.

You smiled at him, looking around. It was nice there and you felt pretty comfortable.

“Please, take a sit!” He offered as he smiled at you and you slowly took a place at the edge of his bed, thanking him quietly. You opened your bag and pulled a red folder out of it. “Here, I’ve prepared everything you’ve been asking for,” you said calmly, handing him the documents.

Steve nodded as he took it into his hand, he went to sit at the table where he opened the folder to roam through papers. “You’re awesome, y’know?” He asked, his steel blue eyes met your again as he looked at you above the documents. “I don’t know how can I repay you.”

“Oh, it’s nothing actually!” You waved your hand with a soft smirk. “It’s my job.”

He closed the folder and left it at the table. He got up and within a second was standing in front of you, towering over you and you only let out a quiet whimper, your eyes measuring his figure from the bottom to the top. You also got up to reduce the distance between both of you.

You parted your lips in an attend to say something but Steve was faster. He leaned down to you, cupping your face with his large hands and crushing his rough lips on yours. The only thing you could do by then was to hum softly into the kiss. You dared to put your hands on his hips as you gave the kiss back.

Within a second you pulled away, turning your head aside. “Steven… It’s inappropriate…” You mumbled quietly but deep inside you cursed your own behavior. The truth was you were craving him since the day you met him for the first time.

“Shhh,” Steve hushed, brushing his thumb against your cheek. “It’s okay. I fell for you long months ago. I crave you as hell.”

His sincere confession made you heart exploded with an unknown emotions; happiness were intertwined with distress, love with desire. It was when you stopped hesitating and last pieces of your uncertainty have vanished.

Steve wrapped his muscular arms around your waist, pulling you closer as he was kissing you passionately.

You stood right in front of him. Your nipples got hard. You reached down and grabbed his cock through his pants,  jerking it. You softly kissed his lips. You were right in his face, jerking him off, in his pants. Steve let out a deep grunt, his mouth were parted as he was looking down at you. “Mmmm, you already drive me crazy, Y/N,” Steve admitted, running his tongue over his dry lips.

You looked down at his cock, in his pants, and noticed it was quickly getting bigger. " I'll take good care of it for you." You whispered softly as you jerked him faster, licking your luscious  lips at him. Steve just barely groaned, squeezing your hips hardly, making sure to leave marks there. "Oh, thank you baby. I won't punch you... unless you like the rough stuff. No, I have something fun in mind... And it will definitely make you feel real nice baby. She smiled at him and patted bed beside you. "Come here, handsome.” You said in your sexiest voice, blowing him a kiss. Steve smiled as he unbuttoned his shirt, taking it off and tossing it aside. He took place by your side and brushed his hand over your thigh, you moaned quietly.

Steve’s cock was hard and tenting his pants. You good knew it was bigger than any other you’ve seen before, so you felt like your pussy got wetter.

Steve’s hand moved up your thigh, making its way under pencil skirt you were wearing and you sighed softly in anticipation for what was about to come. You slowly unbuttoned your shirt, exposing your black, lacy bra to him. His hand moved to your back where he undid it, pulling straps down your arms, completely taking off the bra.

You moaned loudly as he closed his mouth on your hard nipple, swirling his tongue around it, his eyes on you as you slowly laid your back down on the mattress. Steve turned you a bit to unzip your skirt, then he simply tugged it down your legs, he did same with your lacy panties. Meantime, Steve unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock.

You looked over his impressive cock and smiled. You reached over and stroked him. Steve moaned loudly. You saw his precum leaking out of his cock and you rubbed it with your thumb. "Mmm, I already love this cock of yours, Steven. Have you jerked it while you thought about me?" You asked openly, a wry smile on your lips as you were still stroking Steve’s thick cock, while he was slowly rubbing your soaking wet pussy. "Yes, I did actually, Y/N.” Steve said, smirking at you.

You blushed even harder. You couldn't believe that he, Captain America himself, was doing such a things to himself while thinking of you. But it made you feel special. It meant that he was really into you…

"I wanna suck this cock in a minute, though.” You whispered as your hand traveled to his on your pussy. You pressed his hand more to your folds, moaning quietly as Steve got the reference, slipping his two fingers inside of your wet pussy. “Shit… Yes, just like this…” You whispered softly, your eyes on his. After a while, when he pulled his fingers out of you, you hummed sadly at the emptiness but moved up a bit, pushing him onto his bed. You tugged his jeans off and leaned down, licking a trail from his muscular chest down to his cock. You sucked him deep and fast, jerking his thick shaft, moaning around his cock. You looked up at Steve and smiled around his thick cock as you noticed how relaxed he was; eyes shut, mouth half opened, little blush on his bearded cheeks. You sucked him faster, massaging his balls. Your mouth suctioned up on his shaft, popping his head out of your mouth and immediately sucking it back in.

Steve groaned and held your head as he bucked his hips into your mouth. Youdeep-throated his cock and Rogers grunted loudly. He shot his load in your mouth and you sucked down every drop, moaning loudly as you did. “Shit, Y/N…” Steve grunted loudly, licking his lips as he was looking down at you.

You slowly straddled his lap, Steve grabbed his again hard cock and ran the tip along your folds before pushing it in. You moaned his name and started to slowly riding him.Steve’s hands were placed on your hips, he squeezed them tightly, moaning your name, his eyes were on your face as he bucked his hips into you slowly. “Yes, just like this… You look beautiful on top of me, y’know?” Steve grunted, brushing his hands over your curves.

You nodded, increasing your pace, you let him squeeze your breasts tightly.

“If you’ll keep this pace, I’m gonna cum quickly…” Steve gasped, rocking his hips into you. He was slipping his shaft deeply in your pussy and you rolled head back.

“I’m gonna cum too, Steve!” You moaned his name and bucked your hips harder, moving them back and forth. When you felt how your pussy clenched around his thick cock, you screamed his name in pure bliss, triggering his release at the same time.

Steve growled loudly, he spanked your butt as his hips stuttered, he shot his load deep into your pussy, filling you up completely.

You laid on top of his chest, gasping for air. Steve was stroking over your curves, praising you with the most sublime words you could ever hear.

You were standing in front of the building, your coat wrapped tightly around your figure. Steve was standing next to you, having his muscular arm wrapped around your waist.

“Thank you for this evening,” he whispered softly, brushing his bearded cheek against your neck.

You smirked at him, caressing his nape. “It was all my pleasure.”

Steve kissed you deeply and you hummed.

After that, you turned around and walked slowly down the street, feeling his eyes on you until you  turned around the corner of another building. You were truly happy. You felt the bright future was ahead of you.

When Inevitable Arrives || Doctor Strange x Reader

Summary: You are friends with Doctor Strange. A strange thing is happening to you lately - you have lost your ability to sleep. It's caused by some dark nightmares. Strange, trying to help you, pulls you into one of your dreams. He isn't ready for the things he will see.

Warnings: Small IW spoiler

Words: 1340

Authors: Cass & Beast

It was late afternoon, you were sitting on a couch. You had a thick blanket wrapped around your shoulders and head.

You sighed deeply looking around.

You had a big problem, since few days you couldn't sleep.

Okay, that's not entirely true but every night you were sleeping only two hours and taking fact that you had to study and deal with Doctor Strange himself wasn't a good thing at the moment.

Your eyes were already underlined with big dark circles. You let out another deep sigh before snuggling to the blanket. Slowly, your eyes closed and you tried your best to relax and fall asleep. All you have wanted was sleep… just few hours that would give you some energy…

“Y/N… Y/N?!”

Your bloodshot eyes snapped open at the sound of familiar voice. It was Stephen.

He walked to your couch quickly, you could hear just by his voice that he was excited.

“There you are! I was looking for you.” He said and took the blanket off of your head.

“Look, I was just rummaging through our library and I found this book. I never seen it there before. Do you know what does it mean, sweetheart?!”

You gently rubbed your cheek and improved your position on couch.

“I don’t know Stephen… New spells for you to learn? New tricks?” You said with lifeless voice looking at the book in his hand.

You could feel how exhaustion is digging into your head and body. Your whole body was heavy and your mind was slower than a snail.

“Exactly! And the best part is that we can practice them together. These spells are really easy, so even you will be able to master them. Just look at this one.”

He opened book and sat next to you.

You looked at one of the page and tried to read whatever was written there but words and pictures were just a blurry mess for you.

You shook your head and looked at Stephen with forced smile.

“You are right, Stephen. I am sure we will do that soon. Great that you had found this book.”

He smiled back at you but then frowned softly.

“Something’s wrong, Y/N?” He asked with voice full of concern as he studied your face. It was the moment when he noticed your eyes and dark circles under them.

You shook your head.

"Nah, I am fine, Stephen. Don't worry. I have just lost something really important." You shrugged and nuzzled to your blanket pulling it back onto your head.

Small smile appeared on your lips as comforting warmth surrounded you again.

"Like what have you lost?" He asked taking a seat next to you. "You look, I beg your pardon, terrible, Y/N."

He snapped his fingers and his cloat floated off of his shoulders to wrap itself around you.

You let out a quiet sound as you thanked.

"My ability to sleep for more than two hours at a time." You closed your eyes and sighed.

After a minute you opened one eye and looked at him.

"Something's coming Stephen. I think that's why I can't sleep... you know that I am sensitive on this point." You admitted shivering.

He had given a slight nod.

"I feel it, too." Man admitted rubbing over his jaw. "It's like a shadow would be stepping into the Sanctum." He looked around and then back at you. "But you're safe here."

You shook your head, trying to hide deep inside the blanket.

"No one will be safe... Not here, nor anywhere. In my dreams I've seen people turning into an ash... Men, women, children... People, heroes... Everyone." You whispered.

He nodded slowly.

"Don't think of it now. Close your eyes."

Strange shifted closer to you putting his hand on your cheek.

"Just drift away, fade into the darkness."

You grabbed his hand and shook your head.

"I tried, Stephen.... I tried. I tried everything. I tried meditation, spells... Even warm milk. Nothing helped. These dreams... Visions return everytime I close my eyes."

He hummed something under his breath moving his fingers against your temples.

"Free your mind. And drift away, Y/N."

His deep voice was whispering as he was gently touching your head.

You looked at him and nodded slowly, then you followed his order.

You took a deep breath and closed your eyes trying to drift away.

There was the darkness all around him.

You both were still on the couch, his hand still on your cheek.

"Open your eyes, Y/N. Don't be afraid."

Doctor got up and immediately, his cloak shifted from your arms to accompany him.

You opened your eyes and looked around.

"So... We are.. like.. inside my dreams?" You asked and got up from couch pushing the blanket off of your shoulders.

"Yes. Exactly."

Strange offered his hand looking deeply into your eyes. "Come on. We will see what's bothering you."

You nodded and took his palm.

"You won't like it... You are there, too." You said and pulled him behind you.

Strange followed your steps, and soon the darkness faded into a bright light.

Stephen frowned a bit.

"New York?" He asked looking around.

"Yes... Exactly... We are in front of our sanctuary."

Then you pointed at the sky. "There... The ship." You said and looked at him.

Indeed, there was a huge ship on the sky. Round form was a cut above.

"What..." Strange mumbled.

Other people on the street were also looking above.

"I can feel a pain."

"This is the first part... Later it gets worst." You muttered as scenery changed.

Right now they were on some other planet.

"I hate this one..." You muttered looking around.

"Where are we?" Strange asked.

He took a careful look around the place covered in dust.

"No idea... This place always shows up just before I wake... And there are we..." You said quietly and pointed aside. "Cloak! Come here... I don't wanna look at that..."

Cloak wrapped itself harder around Stephen, who only breifly ran his fingers over the fabric.

"I can sense a huge power. Endless."

You gasped and frowned looking at cloak. "Thank you. Next time when he will scream at you, just don't come to me." You sighed deeply.

"Yes... Huge power. Power that can destroy whole world that we know."

"No! Stephen! Don't go! Don't leave me."

You slowly tured around as you heard your own voice. "Worst part.."

Stephen looked aside and there they were.

Y/N and him. Standing there, just like it was normal. Stephen-alike-ghost slowly sanked on knees reaching hand out.

"Don't leave me! You can't!" Stephen's ghost slowly changed into dust.

"No... No no... Not me..." Your ghost slowly followed Stephen's and turned into dust as well.

The vision was over. The darkness surrounded you both.

You looked at Stephen with tears on the cheeks.

"Please... Let's go back... I wanna go back Stephen... I'm begging you!"

He grabbed your palm and pulled you closer. Cloak got off if his shoulders to place itself around yours.

Within a second you were back in the room and Sanctum.

You sighed quietly and nuzzled to cloak. "These dreams will become true, Stephen... This time will come... We both will die... I don't wanna die." You whimpered and started cry hiding face into cloak's soft fabric.

Cloak shivered and patted your back gently.

"Not necessary." Stephen whispered sitting down in his favorite armchair. "I think we have to find people who will be able to help us. Each pair of hands will be useful."

You shook your head.

"Stephen... We both know that most of my visions became true. No matter what we had tried to do... I have enough... I am going to bed."

You got up from couch, pushing cloak off of your shoulder.

Cloak shifted away, it looked like it would be offended. Material got back on Stephen's shoulders.

"Try to sleep, Y/N. If these visions will come back to you, just try to go through of them till the end. Maybe you'll find a clue."

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