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Hot Smoking De
from campyalien on twitter. No other information given.
#deforest kelley#smokin hot#and smoking#like holy cow#mob boss#no wonder he wasn't heavily featured in a piece of the action#would've taken over that whole planet
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"What mob?" said Magrat.
"We'll organize one," said Nanny.
"You don't organize a mob, Nanny," said Agnes. "A mob is something that happens spontaneously."
Nanny Ogg's eyes gleamed.
"There's seventy-nine Oggs in these parts," she said. "Spontaneous it is, then."
Terry Pratchett, Carpe Jugulum
#magrat garlick#nanny ogg#agnes nitt#the ogg family#carpe jugulum#discworld#terry pratchett#witches#mob#mob boss#mob mentality#community activist#protest#family dynamics#the og#organized#spontaneous#by definition#spontaneous it is#the seventy-nine Oggs
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Dangerous Places: 10
He slowly builds your trust over the next few weeks. It really is the little things, him noticing when you need something, like an ingredient or snack that you like. He’s already proven that he watches your numbers and has brought you several more records to play so it’s not so quiet in the house. The first time he gently touches your waist and you don’t flinch he hums softly,
“You’re getting more comfortable with me. ” He purrs into your hair and it makes your heart pound in the best way, “Good girl.”
“Thank you.” You don’t know how to handle the praise so this seems to be the best response.
“What are you making?”
“Peppermint truffles.”
“You sure love your sweets don’t you Bunny?”
“Yea, I like the challenge that they provide too.” You tell him as you work, Steve stays standing behind you. Previously this would have been far too close for your comfort but now you find you don’t really mind.
“I’m thinking this’ll be over in a month.” He says and you glance behind you at him.
“Really?” You don’t want to get too hopeful because it’ll hurt so much worse if you can’t disappear then.
“Yea, and I found someone who can take care of your brand. A friend of Bruce’s has some experience with burns, he’s going to come take a look later.”
“Will you be here?”
“No.”
“I’d like someone else here.”
“I’ll get someone,” he promises, “so good Bunny.” Steve says and it takes every ounce of self control you have to not preen.
The doctor that Steve had promised comes later that night. Carol is with you, of all the women that Steve could’ve asked you’re glad he picked her.
He walks you through the procedure, and while it sounds painful and scary you don’t care. You want the brand off.
“When can you do it?” You ask and he looks thoughtful,
“Right now.”
“Let’s do it.” You tell him and Carol looks surprised,
“You want to do this now?” She asks and you nod. There’s nothing you would like more than having the brand removed. “I’m going to call Steve while he gets set up.” She says and you shrug, she can do whatever she needs to.
When he’s ready you sit in a chair and he starts his work. The pain is indescribable, you can’t believe you’d gone through this once before.
“If you need to pass out just do it.” The Doctor says and you nod. Carol is watching and looks horrified, you can’t look. If you look you’re going to throw up, then pass out. You’ve got your eyes closed and you’re taking slow, deep breaths but the pain is too much and like the Doctor said, you pass out.
When you come to arms are around you and your arm feels like it’s on fire.
“How long?” Steve’s voice is right behind you, he must be the one holding you. He wouldn’t let anyone else.
“Maybe an hour?” Carol says and you blink your eyes open. “She’s awake.”
“Hey Bunny. How you feeling?”
“My arm is on fire.” You tell him going to touch it but he catches your hand with his before you can.
“You’re not supposed to touch it Bunny.” He says gently, “We have to put a cream on it and redress it tomorrow but leave it for now.”
“Hurts.” You whimper and he shushes you gently as Carol leaves the little house.
“I know. I’m sorry.” He soothes, for a powerful man he’s so gentle with you. It’s like he knows what you need, that quiet strength. “I’m proud of you though Bunny, you did a real brave thing.”
“I couldn’t look at it anymore.” You whisper and he hums, you’re pretty sure that he presses a kiss to the top of your head.
“I’m sorry it took so long. We can do something special when it heals.”
“Like what?”
“I’ll take you out, on a proper date.” He says softly, “if that’s okay with you.” You stare at where his hands are resting on your legs holding you gently to him,
“Yea I think that’d be okay.”
“Good. I have some work to do, you can come with me if you want.”
“What kind of work?”
“Paperwork. For my business.”
“What kind of mob does paperwork?” You ask and he chuckles softly,
“No Bunny, my legit business. Being in the mob doesn’t make that much money. I’m the CEO of my family’s insurance company.”
“Oh.” You’re surprised by this, all Crossbones had done was mob business. “What about Bucky?”
“What about him?” Steve seems
“Does he have another job?”
“He’s my head of security.” That makes sense, “you wanna come with?”
“What would I be doing?”
“Just keeping me company.” He offers and you close your eyes for a second, you’re content sitting here with him but he’s allowing you to leave the house. Even if it is with him.
“Do I need to look nice?”
“You do look nice.” He says and you look down at yourself. You’re in a black hoodie and a pair of black athletic pants.
“I think you and I have different ideas of nice.” You tell him and he laughs softly, “I’ll come with but I want to put on some jeans at least.”
“I can wait Bunny.” He helps ease you up off the couch and you go back to your bedroom and change into a black tee and a pair of jeans before putting on the brand new black tennis shoes Natasha brought you the first week.
When you go back out into the main part of the house Steve is standing by the front door. When he looks up at you his eyes travel the length of your body and it makes butterflies dance in your stomach.
“You ready?”
“To leave? Hell yes.” You tell him and he laughs softly.
“Okay, if anything goes down you listen.”
“I will.” At this point you’d probably agree to just about anything, he’s letting you leave your cage. Steve offers you his hand and when you take it he looks pleased, then leads you out of the front door and back into the warehouse. You’re fairly certain it’s night out but really you can’t be positive, it’s hard for time to exist when you don’t see the sun.
When you get outside you see you were right, the sky is dark and the air is crisp and you stop walking, you have no idea how long you’ve been in there but the fresh air smells so good. You close your eyes and breathe it in and Steve doesn’t try to get you to move.
“I’m sorry.” He says quietly, when you look over at him he looks ashamed of himself, “I should’ve let you come outside. I’ve been abusing you.” You’re not going to argue with him, it’s been absolute shit being stuck inside for so long. “I’ll do better.” You won’t get your hopes up, then again he usually makes good on his promises. The only one he hasn’t kept yet is letting you go.
“Can we ride with the windows down?”
“No, it’s not safe.” He says and you sigh softly but understand. You start walking and he joins you, as if he wanted to wait to make sure that you were ready to go before he brought you to the car.
“What is your family company name?”
“Shield Insurance.” He says pulling open the door in the back of the car.
“Is that home or car? What kind of insurance?”
“Mostly business.”
“Do you like it?”
“It’s not like my dream job but it’s fine.” He says sliding into the back with you. It’s then you realize Bucky is in the driver’s seat.
“What would your dream job be?” You ask as the car starts moving and Steve looks thoughtful.
“Artist.” Bucky’s voice chimes in from the driver’s seat, “he’d be an artist.” You’re surprised by this answer but Steve doesn’t argue, he gives a little shrug.
“Yea probably.”
“What kind of art?”
“I like to draw, I’ve started to get into painting lately which has been fun.” This is an interesting, and soft, side to the mob boss. “I like to do people the most.”
“From memory or do you have people sit for you?”
“Are you offering?” He flirts and you grimace causing him to laugh. You like being the cause for that sound more than you should. He’s a mob boss after all, you can’t get too attached, you swore you’d never get burnt again.
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i learned of monster Tony Accardo, who became the most powerful boss of the Chicago Outfit. Accardo was regarded as far more capable than Al Capone had ever been, and despite being involved in crime for over eight decades, he never spent more than a night in jail (x)
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Anti-romantic
‘’That’s what he said he wanted when he asked for my services. It was free food and a nice night on a yacht and I said why not?’’
‘’A bit reckless of you, no?’’
‘’You’re a mob boss, isn’t that just as reckless?’’
Sheesh, the mouth on this lad, Louis thinks.
-Louis is a mob boss who's got his walls up so high, he fails to notice Harry climbing over them before breaking them down.
My new fic coming soon
thank u @1daboficfest for the patience :D
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@solarsyrup thanks for the gold.
(found on Facebook :) )
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such a good skin qq
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so it's looking more and more like Rayman is going to have a nightclub in the captain laserhawk show. And I just HAD to doodle out how I want that to go really quick.
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9. A Sticky Situation | YLGSE
Pairing: Mob Boss! Bucky x Baker Reader
Summary: With two unwanted guests in your bakery & no one to help you, you need to work out how to get yourself out of a sticky situation.
Word Count: 7k
Warnings: Violence, Swearing, some inappropriate thoughts, mob life, guns, can you say kidnapping if the victim isn't a child?
A/N: I can't apologise enough for how long this has taken to finish, I've been so busy at work my brain hasn't had the capacity to be creative.
Graphics by @firefly-graphics
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… as you were taking stock of supplies underneath the counter you heard the bell ring, popping your head up to tell whoever it was that you were closing you noticed the empty bakery save for the two gentlemen in pinstripe suits making their way over to you.
The hair on the back of your neck stood up at the sight of them, you remained crouched behind the counter reaching for your phone in your pocket, without even hesitating you called James & somehow managed to shakily mute his end & put the speakerphone on, before slipping it into your apron so that he could hopefully hear what was happening.
You hoped it was nothing & that you were overreacting but seriously why did you tell him to stop following you? & why the hell did he listen? It didn’t take Einstein to work out these two guys were not here for a cupcake & coffee, they didn’t look like they belonged in your pink frilly bakery, their entire auras were dark & menacing & your gut told you they wanted to harm you.
Your intuitions had kept you safe to this point living alone in a city overrun by mobsters & you never ignored them, your dad always taught you that being rude & keeping yourself safe was an easy trade off, if your instincts let you down you could always apologise later but you couldn’t do that if you ended up in harms way by ignoring them for the sake of being polite.
You hoped & prayed to all the gods, even if you didn’t believe in them, that Bucky would stay on the line long enough to realise you were potentially in danger. You were not a damsel in distress by any means, but you knew your limits & you knew not to mess with these men, precariously you rose from behind the counter to greet them.
‘Afternoon gentlemen, we’re actually closing now so I can’t offer you any coffee, but I could rustle you up a pastry if you’re in the market.’ You tried to sound somewhat confident addressing the two men, plastering on a sweet smile with the attempt to kill them with kindness, although you were sure that old adage didn’t count when your adversaries most definitely carried guns.
With a cold chuckle the tall slender visitor, who looked like he only appeared when the sun went down, piped up, amused at how clueless you were, ‘We ain’t here for food darlin’.’ You noticed his suit hung off his slim frame like it had once fit, his translucent pale skin & hollow cavernous eyes were haunting to look at.
‘Oh … well then how can I help you fella’s?’ No matter how much you detested it, playing dumb usually helped plump up men’s egos, if they underestimated you knew there would be a chance you could delay whatever they were here for, at least long enough for Bucky to get to you.
The two unwanted guests looked at each other not quite believing their luck that Bucky Barnes hadn’t prepared his girl for the inevitability that one of his enemies would come for her & even worse leaving her vulnerable to the wolves at his door.
‘Thing is darlin’ Jimmy & I heard a few things on the streets & wanted to get to the bottom of it, so we thought we’d keep an eye on ya & couldn’t help but notice all of the flowers you been givin’ away, not the sorta thing you expect with a $4 coffee.’
You forced out a shaky giggle, ‘Hmmm I guess not, but there was an unexpected surplus, so I thought I would share the love with my customers, put a smile on their faces.’
‘Well, we heard differently’
‘yeah, we heard the King of Brooklyn had found his Queen.’
Your stomach dropped & your intense polishing of the counter with the cloth clutched in your hand ceased, you didn’t like where this was going, you had no idea if Bucky could even hear any of this or if the phone was even still connected but you knew he would get to you if he could. The potential of him not coming to rescue you was a real possibility & somehow you needed to come up with a way to get out of this on your own.
Before you could open your mouth the smaller one interrupted, a dark smirk overtaking his face was chilling you to the bone, he looked the epitome of evil & you wanted nothing more than to run from him. ‘No need to protest that sweetheart.’ You shuddered at the nickname, swiftly moving your hand from the counter when he tried to place his own on top of yours.
‘You see, at first we found that hard to believe that Bucky Barnes was pussy whipped, because everyone knows James Barnes isn’t a one-woman kinda guy, but when we saw him & his crew fill this place up with flowers at the crack of dawn we started to think there might be some truth to it.’
‘Well, looks like you have the wrong end of the stick gentlemen, he is a business associate & it was a thank you gift for arranging a last-minute delivery.’
The tall one laughed, except it didn’t feel at all joyful, ‘I don’t think so sweetheart, nice necklace.’ Your hand on instinct wrapped itself around the emerald pendant, maybe they were robbing you? You didn’t want to part with it, but if the alternative was you getting hurt, you were sure Bucky wouldn’t mind you handing it over to them.
‘Hmmm doesn’t it look familiar you Jimmy?’
‘Yeah, now that you mention it,’ he drummed his fingers on his chin as though he was deep in contemplation on where he had seen it before, ‘it kinda looks like the one his mom used to wear.’
‘That’s where I know it from.’ He acted as though it was some sort of big revelation, when in fact the surprise was written on your face, shit, you didn’t even want to go into why Bucky would give you such a sentimental gift, but you knew they wouldn’t believe any lies you came up with to explain it away.
Trying to be as nonchalant as possible you shrugged, ‘News to me, are you here for any reason in particular?’
‘Thing is sweetheart, your boyfriend & my boss have some outstanding business & your boyfriend isn’t being too forthcoming to sort it out, clearly too busy being distracted by a pretty young thing such as yourself.’
‘So, we thought we’d do him a favour & help focus his attention on what really matters, so you’re going to come with us. No need for a fuss or a fight darlin’, we’ll be real nice to ya as long as you behave.’
The thought of what he was implying made you recoil, your phone felt like a lead weight sat in your apron, to keep as calm as possible you repeatedly told yourself that even if the call didn’t connect, as long as you got away from them you could ring Bucky & he would come & keep you safe, he would keep you safe.
You weren’t even listening as they rattled on about their boss being pleased, your mind in overdrive with what you were about to do, you let them escort you through the tables towards the exit & your heart felt like a jackhammer in your throat.
Before you were manhandled through the threshold to the car waiting outside, you raised a foot stomping down you heel as hard as you could into the tall man’s foot, then not wasting a second you elbowed the other in the gut with as much force as possible.
With the two momentarily incapacitated you darted back through the bakery throwing whatever you could get your hands on behind you as you ran to try & slow them down, you didn’t have much of a head start but you’d take it. Knowing the place inside out you easily manoeuvred through the tight passageways to your office slamming the door & frantically locking it. You knew the door wouldn’t hold for long, without thinking you somehow gathered the strength to push your desk in front of the door, paperwork flew in every which way from the force of you violently shoving the solid wood towards the entrance, barricading yourself in, hoping beyond hope that it would hold.
Your hands were trembling pulling your phone out of your apron, in your haste to hear Bucky’s voice you repeatedly fumbled & dropped it, cursing yourself before forcing yourself to take a deep calming breath. Finally, you gathered your phone off the floor relieved seeing that the call was still connected.
‘James.’
‘Bunny, what’s happening, are you ok? where are you?’ He sounded breathless, almost on the precipice of panic.
‘I’m at the bakery, Bucky some guys tried to take me. Come please, they’re trying to get through the door.’ You sounded as terrified as you felt, you wondered if your makeshift barricade would hold for as long as it took for Bucky to get to you.
‘Already on my way Sugar, just hang tight I’m not far, I promise I’ll get to you. Where are …’
The sound of a gun firing stole you from your momentary reverie as one of them began unloading bullets into the door, the scream that left your body would haunt Bucky until the day he died & right there he knew he wouldn’t allow the people who tried to take you any mercy, no questioning, they were dead on sight.
‘Fuck bunny I’ll get to ya, where you hidin’?’
‘In my office. Please hurry.’
‘Just keep yourself away from the door, I promise nothing is gonna happen to you, ok?’
You nodded wishing he would just come crashing through the door & wrap himself around you.
‘Bunny, are you nodding even though I can’t see you?’
‘Yes.’
Cowering in a corner on the floor, trembling whenever the door handle rattled, or a shoulder barged into the wood wasn’t exactly how you thought your day would end but here you were clutching onto the necklace Bucky gave you like it was a lifeline hoping he would get to you before they got through the door.
The Mob Boss was about to combust, every promise he made to himself about keeping you safe he failed on, failed the promise he made to a dead man that very morning that he would keep his daughter from harm. Of the many unforgiveable things he had done in his life, this was the one that would live with him, the sound of your voice on the phone, the utter terror would haunt his nightmares.
When his cell illuminated with your call he couldn’t mask the smile on his face, despite being in a meeting he didn’t hesitate to answer hoping that you weren’t still mad that he bombarded you with flowers.
His heart stopped the moment he heard the fear in your voice & he dismissed the meeting, then began ordering people into action as he ran to his car with his phone pressed to his ear making sure not to miss a single thing said.
He thought he could hear some commotion on the line after the talking died down & a few grunts, he forced himself to keep going & to not pull over to be sick on the side of the road, he sped up not caring about how fast he was now going or the danger he was putting himself in, he needed to get to you before they did.
Finally, he heard you call his name & he thanked every star in the sky that you had some how gotten away from them, if their focus was on getting you out of your office he knew they would be distracted enough to put a bullet in each of their skulls before they had chance to even know what’s happening.
Pulling up to the bakery he saw their car, ordering his men to destroy it, like a military operation they entered the bakery in absolute silence, Bucky taking lead, walking a well worn path to where the two stood feebly trying to open the door, completely outsmarted & out manoeuvred by his dainty real life angel, it was almost too easy as he stood barrel facing them & as quick as a flash with two clean shots they were on the ground. Exterminated.
You heard more bullets before two loud thuds, then silence. It was unnerving, did they finally give up & leave or go to get more men, you were tempted to look out & see what was happened, but you followed Bucky’s instructions & stayed put, knowing he would be there soon.
A sharp knock on the door broke the silence, ‘Bunny.’
His unmistakable voice steadied your trembling body, you needed to get to him & every second you took was a second too long, without hesitation you ran to the door & began disassembling your panicked barricade, ‘James.’
‘Move the desk Sugar, told you I’d get to you.’
Somehow even exhausted you managed to move the desk back enough so Bucky could squeeze through the gap, he was breathless, eyes darting around the room, assessing the danger, checking everything he needed to in order to calm down after the frantic journey to get to you.
With two long strides he wrapped his big arms around you, engulfing you entirely, the irony that you felt the safest you ever had within the arms of the most dangerous man in the city did occur to you but at that moment you didn’t care, pulling away he began running his hands around your limbs, holding your face, checking every inch of you looking for injuries of any kind.
Satisfied that you were unharmed he leaned his head against yours to calm the overwhelming panic your phone call had induced, he couldn’t even begin to comprehend how you were feeling.
‘Hi’
‘Hi’
Without pause he connected your mouths in a fiery kiss, his grip tight on the back of your head as though he was absolutely making sure you were ok & still there with him. Not thinking straight, you couldn’t stop the moan that escaped or from pushing yourself against him, you needed him closer & to never let you go, it was stupid, but your body craved the safety of his arms.
Reluctantly, painfully almost, he prised his mouth from yours to give you some air, sheepishly clearing his throat to mask his amusement at your angry little pout, he wanted to kiss it away more than anything but knew better than to take advantage of your need for comfort after what had just happened. ‘Sorry.’
‘It’s ok.’
You tried to pull yourself from his grasp & explain to him what happened, but he still wouldn’t let you go, keeping his head firmly against yours, eyes closed, breathing you in, trying to find his way back to the peace your presence usually granted him, ‘Just gimme a sec.’
Finally, he looked into your eyes, you were lost in his the second they connected, still as blue & piercing as ever, just as you were about to tell him what happened when Steve appeared at the door.
‘Everything is secure, you’re good to go. We’ll stay back & make sure everything is cleaned up.’
Remaining completely focused on you he didn’t even look at Steve when he spoke, ‘I want it spotless.’
‘Understood.’
You glanced between the two men not really knowing what they meant, but not having the capacity to think about it you let it go for once, if James said it was taken care of you knew it would be.
Holding your face, he brought your attention back to him noticing you had zoned out, before the adrenaline wore off & you shut down completely he needed to get you to safety, if there were two guys after you, there was no doubt in his mind that more would follow.
‘Come with me Bunny, we’re gonna go back to yours, pack a bag & you’re gonna stay with me for a while, least until I find out who sent them guys.’
‘What no, that’s so unnecessary.’
‘Sugar, these guys are bad news, there will be more if they know about you.’
His voice faltered, as if he was struggling to even verbalise the danger you were in. ‘Please, please let me keep you safe. Do you trust me?’
Hmm trust him? To keep you safe yes, absolutely, trust him not to break your heart, you weren’t so sure. Maybe it wasn’t the time to clarify your answer with him, so you just nodded, ‘Yes, I trust you James.’
‘Good, so please trust that I know best.’
Again, you nodded.
‘We’ll get to my house, get some dinner in you, then we will regroup & come up with a plan.’
‘Ok, will Alpine be there?’
‘Of course, she’s misses you Sugar.’
Just as Bucky began to guide you out he realised there would likely still be two dead men outside the office, ‘Bunny, I don’t want you to see out there so I’m gonna pick you up & I want you to keep your eyes closed until I tell you, ok?
You nodded holding out your arms to him without hesitation, a sight he would have killed to see 24 hours ago but now it filled him full of guilt & sadness that you had been traumatised in order for it to happen, you jumped up wrapping yourself like a little koala in his arms tucking yourself into his neck as he effortlessly carried you out into the night & into the car waiting outside.
It felt like some sort of manic house raid when you got to your apartment, bags were swiftly located & your possessions tossed in, from the amount of clothes Bucky was packing you weren’t sure when you would return, so you brought your father’s recipe books & some home comforts that you knew you wouldn’t need but liked to have near.
With a deep sigh you zipped up the final bag ready to leave behind your life, Bucky gathered them all in his hand despite your protest that you could help him with them, the other hand was entwined with your own, ‘if you need anything else I can always send one of my men over to get it ok Bunny. Or you could finally let me spoil ya silly & buy you whatever you want.’
He gently pressed his lips to your temple at the tiny smile he managed to coax from you, he could tell you were in shock from how quiet you had been since he got to you, so he just made sure to be close but not overbearing & let you work through it all.
Taking your keys from you to lock up, you instinctively wrapped your arms around him for some comfort, you knew you were in this mess because of him but you absolutely knew to your core that he would handle it. In the grand scheme of your life you hadn’t known him very long, but you knew him enough to know you would be safest with him.
Pulling up to Bucky’s estate a second time didn’t seem as daunting & the thought of living with him didn’t faze you at all, ‘Home sweet home.’ He lifted your connected hands to his lips, trying to reassure you, he would be thrilled with you staying with him but under the circumstances he was trying to keep his rage suppressed in your presence that someone would dare try & take you, he hadn’t even begun to apologise for this happening to you, he needed to take decisive action.
Sam was at the house waiting on your arrival, you giggled at Bucky darting out of the car & have a hand slapping standoff with his friend in an attempt at trying to be the one to open your door, he won, of course & held out his hand to guide you out of the car.
‘Can you get Bun’s bags & put them in the room next to mine please. Come on Sugar let’s get you something to eat. Alpine’s gonna love having a new roommate.’
You took his outstretched hand, appreciating the coy smile on his face, as he led you through to the kitchen you noticed the hive of activity in the vicinity of his office, spotting your attention on them he put his palm on your lower back & guided you away from anything you could potentially hear. ‘Ignore them Darlin’, I’ll set you some food & then I have some business to take care of. I’ll make sure they’re out of our hair in no time.’
The fillets of salmon were sizzling away on the griddle pan once you returned to the kitchen, you had excused yourself to change out of your work clothes into your overpriced cashmere loungewear, the comfort of some familiarity in a foreign environment felt like it would soothe your overwhelmed brain.
Noticing how zoned out you still were Bucky turned back to the stove reducing the heat, you hadn’t even noticed him approaching let alone the sound of Sinatra playing until his deep gravelly voice pulled you from your reverie, ‘Dance with me Bunny.’
A whisper of a smile crossed your face & as he held out his hand & you looked like you were coming back up to the surface accepting his invitation, your head tucked perfectly under his chin as you swayed on the on the spot, like you were made to dance with him. You always felt so protected in his arms, the warmth & safety of his embrace was all it took to open up, ‘they said their boss had some business with you, but you were too distracted with me, so they were taking care of it.’
Your voice was so quiet, he held you that little bit tighter for it, ‘I’m so fucking sorry Bunny, I swore I would keep you safe & I didn’t.’
‘I’m here aren’t I? Safe & Sound.’ You looked up at him resting your chin to his chest.
‘Not because of me, what did you do to them?’
‘I took some classes on women’s self-defence last summer at the YMCA, I kept calm & waited until they tried to get me out the door, I stomped on one guys foot & then elbowed the other & ran.’
He looked down on proud face lighting up at the sight, ‘You’re so fucking smart, you know that, even calling me as soon as you did.’
‘Well I knew they looked evil I just trusted my gut.’
‘Why did you call me?’
‘I knew you’d come & keep me safe.’
‘Always Sugar.’
‘You got to me quickly.’
‘Not quick enough Bunny, couldn’t fucking breathe listening to it. Nearly shot someone who got in my way.’
You gasped, hoping no one came to harm because of you.
‘Knew you wouldn’t like it if I did, so just punched him.’
You giggled & it was like the heavens opened & angels sung to him, ‘That’s ok then.’
‘See, knew you’d understand.’ He gently moved some hair out of your face, tucking it behind your ear & you couldn’t help but swoon with how delicate he always seemed to be with you. On your tip toes you reached up to place a kiss on his cheek, despite all the kissing you had previously shared the blush on his skin was unmistakable.
You managed to pull yourself together before you did anything too stupid in order to calm your racing mind, ‘So, what’s the plan?’
‘We have our dinner, you go, shower & do whatever you need to do to feel ok.’
‘I feel ok like this.’
‘Dancing?’
‘With you.’
‘Then I’ll do my best to keep close, if I can’t be, you’ll be surrounded by people who will lay down their lives before any harm comes to you, just like I will.’ An effortless twirl in his arms really didn’t help the swooning & you weren’t sure if your legs would give out any minute, but you knew he would catch you when they did.
‘I don’t want anyone hurt because of me.’
‘It won’t come to that, In the mean time you stay here, I can’t risk you going to the bakery, out in the open.’
Your brow furrowed at the thought, you mind in overdrive yet again, ‘But I can’t close.’
‘I will take care of everything.’
‘But…’
He cut you off with his thumb over your lip, ‘Please, please let me take care of you, of your business. Take this time to actually rest & it will be right there when this is all over.’
The pleading in his eyes was all it took for you to agree with a firm nod, ‘When will it be all over?’
‘When I find out who sent those two men, when I find him & kill him for trying to take my girl from me.’
‘Bucky ... I’m not…’
‘I know Sugar, I know you’re not my girl … yet.’
He pulled you in selfishly, connecting you to him & yet again you did nothing but comply, he savoured your taste & reassured that you were safe & taken care of.
When your lips parted, you couldn’t help repeating his words.
‘Yet.’
Never had Bucky ever wanted to be somewhere less, he kept trying to subtly watch the live CCTV of you cuddled up to Alpine watching a movie in the snug but being interrupted with business at hand was irritating him no end, he should be right there with you holding both his girls close & enjoying a Saturday at home, instead he was sat with his crew drawing up plans to take down Pierce once & for all.
He was more determined than ever to do right by you, having someone to come home to every night had been a revelation, walking in on you in the kitchen at various stages of your baking process never failed to put a smile on his face. You said you were bored & wanted to test out new ideas, so Bucky had every type of ingredient he could source stocked in the pantry for you to work with & would often find you talking to security getting their feedback on your creations.
The bakery was running smoothly with Yelena, MJ & Peter plus one of the finest pastry chefs flown in from Paris who meticulously followed your recipes, you had begged Bucky for him not to be ‘too good’ so your regulars wouldn’t get used to having a ‘real baker’ making their pastries. You refused to entertain his argument that yours were just as good as any trained chef, he would argue until he was blue in the face to get you to believe him but relented & made you write down your recipes for the ‘proper chef’ to ‘lower himself to’, you didn’t miss the way his jaw clenched whenever you talked yourself down.
Still, he looked forward to the minute he could leave the office each day & almost shot Steve at one point when he asked him a convoluted question at 5pm expecting him to come up with a detailed answer, he didn’t miss the smirk on the punk’s face when it was a very brief sentence followed by him rushing to get out the door.
Unfortunately, the meeting Bucky was currently enduring was necessary, after days of his scouts out on various missions they were finally ready to formulate a plan to deal with Pierce & if they were strategic the entire organisation could be wiped out in one night, no one comes after his girl & after this was done no one would ever dare again.
An exasperated sigh fell from him as he studied his rough cuticles, letting the men around his desk mutter away whilst his thoughts were consumed by you, ‘Talk to me, what do we know.’
Steve glanced around the table waiting for someone to speak, the blank looks on their faces told him he would be leading this particular operation, ‘The second you shot Malone & Fingers, Pierce went into hiding getting his little bulldog Rumlow to do his dirty work, but Parker & I managed to track one of his men making some suspicious supply drop offs at a place up in Rochester, nice big place surrounded by fences.’
With his eyebrow quirked he quickly weighed up the pro’s & cons of entering the lion’s den, ‘Impenetrable?’
‘Not with Peter hacking the feed & the security system.’
‘How many men do we have?’
Sam unusually quiet until this point perked up, ‘Enough to take all of them at once, swarm the place. There’s been some chatter about a meet up, they will be gathered & sitting ducks.’
‘When?’
‘Tomorrow 9pm.’
Running his hand through his hair he let out another sigh, the thought of inevitably losing men weighed on his conscious, but this needed taking care of once & for all, ‘Ok, do what you need to do.’
Steve’s demeanour shifted at the Mob Boss’ apparent detachment from the plans, Bucky Barnes would usually hyperfocus on each detail of an operation until he could recite each split second of the plan, ‘You not joining us?’
‘Who do you think will be putting the bullet between his eyes? I trust you all to handle the rest, have someone collect me from the house on the way. I’ve got other business that requires my attention.’
‘hmm I wonder what.’ Walker was always a thorn in Bucky’s side, there wasn’t a day he didn’t irritate everyone around him, he was a nobody in the organisation but acted like he was the saviour of the new world & 2nd in command at times.
Without pause, Bucky reached for the gun tucked in his belt, before anyone could anticipate his next move the safety was released & he shot one single bullet into his skull, the lifeless body falling to the floor with a thud. He could tolerate a lot from his men, but disrespect wasn’t one of them, his father taught him once you lose that you’ve lost all hope of them following you into battle. It was a warning to the rest that Bucky Barnes might have softened for you, but he was every bit the Mob Boss his reputation warranted.
‘Anyone else got anything to say? … No, I didn’t think so, clean this up.’
Standing against the door frame he watched on as your tongue poked out of the corner of your mouth in full concentration meticulously decorating the decadent eclair with gold leaf. He had informed you of the plans when he got back from the office, despite his business being unsavoury & in complete contrast to yours he had promised to keep you in the loop, even if you didn’t like what came out of his mouth sometimes.
He had found you & Alpine sprawled out in the snug enjoying a nap with the golden hour sunshine splintering on your face, looking like a real-life angel, he knew that in less than 48 hours you would be back to living your normal life & some part of him wanted to selfishly draw out the whole mess, so he could keep you here longer.
‘Bunny, what you still doing up?’
Only when you tilted your head to look up at him did he realise you were crying, he was in front of you lifting you up on the counter before you could even wipe away your fallen tears.
He cradled your face in his hands, ‘Hey what’s got you upset?’
You shrugged, ‘just worried I guess.’
Moving to rub your thighs with his warm palms, he needed to soothe & comfort you, his real-life angel being upset wasn’t an option if he could do anything about it, ‘What about Bun?’
‘Tomorrow.’
He sighed, the last thing he wanted was for you to be worried about that. ‘Oh, Sugar there’s absolutely no need, this place will be guarded & you’ll be completely safe.’
You shook your head, ‘No, worried about you.’
‘Worried about me? Thought you’d be glad to be rid of me.’
‘I don’t .. I don’t want you to get hurt.’ You rested your elbows on his shoulders playing with his hair like you always seemed to do when your mind drifted.
‘I’ll be fine.’
‘Wish you’d stay with me instead.’
‘Trust me, there’s nowhere I’d rather be than right next to you, but I need to be the one to do it.’
‘Mob etiquette?’
‘Something like that. Whatchya got there anyway.’
You reached forward picking up the dessert, holding it up to Bucky’s mouth for him to take a bite, the sight was enough to flood your underwear & placing the remainder down on the side you licked the remains from your fingers not missing the way his eyes followed every movement absolutely captivated by you.
You didn’t care about what had gone on anymore, he was all you wanted & you were sick of being on a high horse about something that really didn’t matter, you wanted him. Moving your hand to the back of his neck you pulled him towards you, smashing your lips against his, tasting the sweet cream in his mouth.
You’d probably kissed him every day at one point or another since you were staying with him, but this felt different, it had purpose, you were leaning into him & not holding yourself back as he stood between your legs, his hands on your waist pulling you to the edge of the counter pressing you against him, feeling his abs rubbing your centre.
Your hands made their way down his body, his muscles rippling on contact until you reached the hem of his t-shirt pushing their way under trying to rid him of a layer separating you.
‘Hold on Bunny, hold on one second.’
You draped your arms over his shoulders to pull him back to your lips, ‘James, please, I want you.’
‘No darlin’, not like this.’
You moved your legs up to the counter blocking yourself from him, trying to wiggle out of his grasp as the humiliation rose at his rejection.
‘Hey, hey, I don’t mean I don’t want you, you know I do, but you’re not in the right headspace for decision making & I’m not taking advantage of you when you still haven’t forgiven me for the shit I pulled in that club.’
Again, you draped your arms around him, arching your back as you whispered into his ear, ‘But maybe I have.’
Reciprocating your body language his hands held your back, pressing you against him as he lay a delicate kiss below your ear, ‘Well then if that’s the case, it won’t hurt to wait until this is all done & settled, only then will I accept that you have.’
You reluctantly yielded, it would have been pathetic if you kept pawing at him to get your way, but you knew you’d eventually be grateful that he gave you time to process everything once your horniness subsided.
Like the gentleman he was turning out to be, he helped you clean up your mess in the kitchen before he walked you to your room, you wanted to ask him to at least stay in your bed tonight but thought better of it in your current state. You couldn’t be held responsible for dry humping him in your sleep, instead you settled for a good night kiss with the promise of new beginnings on the horizon & maybe you would have to take care of the ache between your legs yourself in the meantime.
The tension was at boiling point throughout the day, you tried to be present in the moment spending the day with Bucky but feeling physically sick at the thought of him in harm’s way meant you couldn’t stomach any food or pay attention to whatever movie was on. You instead, paced back & forth in the snug whilst he sat watching you intently telling you to come sit & that everything would be fine, it wasn’t until he pulled you on to his lap that you finally calmed somewhat until the foreboding grandfather clock chimed that it was time. This was it.
You felt a sense of dread that couldn’t be explained, convincing yourself that he would come back missing a limb or worse & it made you sick to your stomach. When this was all over you told yourself, you would take some time to assess how you were feeling about the man keeping you from harm because the visceral reaction to him suiting up getting ready to leave was overwhelming.
You almost felt as though he was being shipped off to war & you needed to confess all your feelings then & there like it was your last chance, then telling him that you would be waiting for him, hoping & praying he would come back unharmed.
The car pulling up to the front of the house had your lip trembling, you clung to the mobster who looked composed as ever but feeling his racing heart at the thought of leaving you showed his hand.
‘Try & sleep Bunny I’ll see you in the morning.’
You pulled his face to yours in a desperate kiss & his hands instinctively found your waist to hold you to him, parting was such sweet sorrow, ‘Wake me up when you get in … I’ll sleep in your bed.’
‘Might not leave now if you’re gonna be saying that.’
You giggled & like always it was music to his ears.
As he began walking towards the foyer his arm was draped over your shoulders & his head leaned down with his lips to your ears ‘Got a real important job for ya Bun.’
‘Hmm.’
‘Yeah, there’s a little white kitty around here somewhere, you gotta keep her out of mischief & safe while I’m gone. She doesn’t like her daddy leaving her.’
You let out a deep sigh, ‘Neither do I’.
‘Fuck, Sugar, why you gotta say that.’ He pulled you to him in a tender kind of kiss that you didn’t want to read into, did it feel like a goodbye? Maybe. Did it break your heart a little? Yes, but crying into a guy’s mouth isn’t hot & you somehow kept your composure so that he wouldn’t worry about the state he left you in.
A split second later he marched out the door not looking back, he needed to focus & if he saw you upset he would have marched right back to do anything & everything to make you smile. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that he was in love with you.
The drive was tense, he studied the floorplan & strategy being presented to him from the back of the convoy, a simple plan for the others to go ahead & take out any members & leave Pierce for Bucky, he allowed Steve & Sam the pleasure of playing with Rumlow to their heart’s content, but everyone knew the boss was his for the killing.
Pulling up to the estate the CCTV feed was being monitored, Hydra’s entire organisation cooped up in two small rooms & Pierce sat in his office, the whole operation was in place ready for the annihilation of the Mob Boss’ perpetual headache. From the car in front Peter hacked their system with a feedback a loop of their external cameras to mask their arrival, signalling once they could go ahead.
The first wave of security wasn’t any kind of an issue & removed without breaking a sweat, a silent biometric lock picking later & they had access to the building. Bucky strolled in the place as though his name was on the deeds, the security was pathetic, their arrogance amused him no end & he couldn’t wait to see the look on Pierce’s face as he planted a bullet directly in his skull.
The sight of his rival’s office doors came into view & as he smugly opened the door with his silencer pointed directly at the chair his stomach dropped, it was empty. He quickly assessed the room, eyes darting back & forth to look for escape routes, secret rooms not on the plans but came up short, he was there mere moments before.
The heckles rose on Bucky's neck from the silence of the place, there should be more noise, bullets, anything. His cool calm demeanour was failing as he searched the room, looking for a clue as to where he went, until Steve ran into the room, he almost sounded muffled as he spoke because the Mob Boss’ whole entire focus laid on the desk he had just walked behind.
His eyes darted to Steve, the sorrow deeply etched on his face told his lifelong friend that nothing had gone to plan, this was a trap.
Captured in a picture frame stood on his nemesis desk was a photograph of Bucky dancing in his kitchen with the love of his life looking at him as though he painted the entire night’s sky with stars, chilling him to his very soul & he could only manage one word.
‘Bunny.’
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4. I can't see my feet!
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Pairing: Mob!Bucky Barnes x pregnant!reader
Chapter summary: Your lives keep getting enterwined as your relationship develops, but you'll know that with the good things, also comes the bad
Warnings: cursing, involuntary living situation, mob related business, pregnancy! and discussions about it, fluff, and… THE SMUT IS BACK!, soft unprotected sex, dirty talk
+18 MINORS DNI
Wordcount: 4.2 k
You woke up in Bucky’s arms, feeling so warm and protected you couldn’t help but let out a noise like a purr and cuddle yourself more into his thick body
“Oh, good morning,” Bucky purred in your ear
“Good morning” But you felt how he leaned in, kicking the sheets and grabbing you until he lift you off the bed and cradled you in his arms
“Bucky!” you screeched, passing both your arms behind his neck to grab onto him, to make sure he wouldn’t drop you, but you knew, he never would, “Where are you taking me?” you giggled
“To where you belong” he growled, his husky voice resounding on his chest where you laid your head against. You only smiled when you noticed he walked the distance towards his room, passing the double doors and towards his bed
And there is where he left you, gently he deposited you on his soft bed. You giggled some more, when he tuck you under the covers
“Bucky” you called, when you noticed he wasn’t getting in there with you
“Angel,” he called back, “I’ll be right back, ok?”you just nodded and he disappeared through the double doors
You looked around and you realized it’s the very first time you were in his room. And it was huge! It had a fireplace right in front of the bed, with a comfortable sofa in front of it. The floor was black marble, and the room was decorated with silver, red and black all over. It was very modern, and masculine.
When Bucky came back, he didn’t do it alone, maids brought a platter full of breakfast, toast, croissants, fruit, waffles and everything you can dream of. They were placed on the bed in front of you. Coffee and juice in another
“This is a dream” you moaned, you thanked the girls who winked at you, before leaving to leave you both alone again, “You certainly know how to treat a lady” you giggled. And he smiled widely at you, accommodating himself on his side of the bed
It was strange sharing a bed with him, but somehow it felt good, it felt right. It truly felt like you belonged next to him.
“Dig in love” he encouraged, “We have a very lazy day in front of us” you giggled at his invitation to spend a lazy day with him. It was Sunday anyways, so it sounded like a dream he’d want to spend the day with you. And you just realized how hungry you were, so you took a silver platter and served yourself a generous portion of waffles with all the fixe. Extra syrup and berries.
you ate and drank juice, Bucky won’t let you drink coffee, excusing that caffeine was bad for your pregnant self and the baby. And you only smiled thinking about how cute it was that he knew that sort of thing. That he was preparing himself to take care of you and your daughter
After your great hunger was sated, you cleaned your mouth with a satisfied moan. And now you looked at Bucky, still munching on his own waffle. And you were paralized when you saw his strong jawline, his cheekbones, all his face constricting in eating, a little bit of the syrup cream in the corner of his lip.
And now you were hungry for something else…
Something primal took a hold of you, a need to kiss his plump lips.
Your eyes then darted to the tray that held the waffles, syrup, whipped cream and berries, and smiled wickedly, making a plan in your mind… With your index finger you gathered a bit of syrup, all of this under his watchful eyes, and you spread the golden substance on his lips
“You have a little syrup there” you said innocently, or pretending to. He only smiled widely as you leaned into him until your lips kissed the syropy spot right in the corner of his lips. You kissed him lenghtly, and he purred as a result. Letting you do whatever you want to him. You separated shortly after, licking your lips under his content eyes
“Oh baby” he whined. You wanted him so badly, even though you were jumping the gun, even though you were seated on his bed after breakfast, even though he never made a pass at you since you were in here.
You could help but whimper in need, flashbacks of that night in the bathroom coming back to you, how he grabbed your thighs as he rose you from the ground and made your back stick to the bathroom stall, and how good the stretch in your pussy felt when his thick cock splitted you open.
“Are you ok Angel?” his eyes were no longer blue, they were almost black because of how much his pupils had enlarged hungrily
“I'm sorry” you whined, “My pregnancy hormones…” he shushed you with his ringed finger over your lips
“Let me help you Angel, come to your baby daddy” he purred, so sensual you thought you could come right then and there, “I’m going to reward you” he said, his voice so husky that it sounded like honey, “For giving me a baby girl, uh?” and you finally erased the distance between you, your lips connecting to yours, when you felt safe in his arms, his arms came around you and made your body stick to yours. You opened your mouth welcoming him into yours rubbing your tongues together, and he tasted like syrup and glory.
It was too early to say you loved him? Probably, but in the moments that’s how it felt, like you wanted to melt into him and become one.
“But Bucky, we have 3 days left for our date” you whined against his mouth
“And we are still going to that” he said, chuckling against your mouth. The sounds of platter hitting the floor resounded in the room, but you could care less as you let yourself be engulfed by his arms, and his warm body, and his mouth enveloping yours
You felt it again, like you fitted so perfectly in his arms like you belonged there. Soon he laid you on the bed your back against the soft covers, and he leaned over you gently
“I want to say we made this baby with love” he whispered against your lips, “Even though we didn’t know it yet” you smiled as your eyes watered
“She is going to be the most loved little girl in the world” you whispered, and he smiled so beautifully before he kissed you again. You felt his hands sneaking under your pajama shirt, caressing your belly, you let out a purr, his hands on you felt heavenly, your senses were heightened, you felt everything more powerfully.
His hands reached your tits, squeezing gently and his thumb brushing your nipples making them pebble
“Bucky” you moaned
“You are so sensitive” he admired, his voice against your neck making you flutter. Your hands needed to touch him, finding his chest over his nightshirt, but finding the hem and then caressing his naked skin, the ridges of his muscles made you tingle, especially when he found your special spot in your neck, that made you moan loudly. There was this spot in your neck that made your turn your eyes in pleasure
“Oh look what I found here” he chuckled against the skin on your neck. “Your sweet spot” feeling challenged, you kissed your way down on his own neck as you kept caressing him, searching for his own sweet spot on his neck. Exploring his body was something refreshing, you intended on learning all his favorite spots and his favorite caresses. And you just found one, as he moaned himself when you found his special spot right under his ear
“Oh darling” he purred against your skin, you just giggled against his skin, continuing to explore his body, just like he did yours, caressing your sides and your belly, he took out your sleeping shirt, leaving you naked only with soft cotton panties, you tried to cover your tender breasts, but he grabbed your arms gently and got them out of the way.
“Damn” he leaned in, dropping sloppy kisses in each of your breasts, treating them so delicately like they were the finest of things, he caressed them gently and you just moaned, throwing your head back, getting lost in all the sensations. It was so sweetly overwhelming.
“Bucky I need you” you begged, your hands in the hem of his boxers to eliminate the last pieces of clothings. He first removed your panties,
“I need you two” he removed his underwear hastily, not being able to wait any longer, making sure you were ready for him, introducing his fingers through your folds and finding them wet, he only smiled down at you. Finally rubbing his weeping cock, making his tip dance through your folds, covering itself with your juices. You moaned wantonly, placing your hands in his sweaty back, drawing him even closer to you.
He entered you slowly, making your tight pussy feel every vein, ridge and inch of his thick cock. You didn’t remember that this felt so good, if you did, you wouldn’t have let him go
You melted against the mattress in a silent moan, your eyes turning to the back of your head
Bucky watch every reaction from you with a wicked smile, as he opened you up slowly and widely for him, caressing your thigh making your leg wrap around his hip
He started pounding into you once he made sure you were comfortable with him. Slowly but passionately he explored your insides until he found your spongy spot inside of you and once he found it, he made sure he hit it over and over again.
You close your eyes to try to grip into reality but you only saw stars under your eyelids, your hands scratched his back, making him growl
Your climax hit you like a truck, under his sweet words he whispered in your ear
“That’s it angel,” he purred against your ear, kissing your neck, “Come for me my sweet girl”
“Bucky” your brain was so melted in pleasure you could only whisper his name like a prayer, as you hold tightly onto him like he was a lifesaver
“You are gripping me so tightly you are going to make me cum” he said huskily, “My baby mama, my angel” he moaned against your mouth.
You kissed him roughly, like you wanted to devour him and he kissed you back
“I think I love you” he whispered against your mouth as he kept fucking you into the mattress. You knew right then and there that he had ruined you for other men as he built his own climax alongside your second one
You didn’t even knew it was possible but there you were, cumming around his thick cock as he also cummed deep inside you
You recuperated your breaths together, he over you, looking at you with those stormy blue eyes that could make you do anything he asked
He took himself off of you slowly, gently, dragging a soft moan from you. Blushing scandalously you realized that you didn’t like to feel that empty. He kissed you slowly, savoring your lips, sighing against your mouth, like not wanting to ever release you
“I changed my mind” he said, looking at you with those eyes that could melt you
“About what?” you asked, suddenly fearful
“I don’t want you in an apartment, I want you here with me” he whispered, “I want you to be the first thing I see in the morning and the last thing I see at night, I want you by my side and my baby girl in my arms… I want you here, in our home, in our bed” he purred against you, and he squeezed you gently in his arms, like he was fearful of you leaving
“I don’t want to leave either” you confessed, “I want that too” you whispered and he smiled widely before kissing you again
“Bucky this isn’t protection!” his lawyer protested, “This is giving away all your shit!” Bucky sighed
“It’s protecting her, even from me” he said firmly, “She is expecting my child and we are not even married, what if I walk out of here tomorrow and someone shoots me in the face?” he asked, “I want her and my child to be protected,” Andy Barber looked at him in awe
“Ok then”
“I want you to set up an account” Bucky said slowly, “I want her to receive half of everything I own, specially the cash” His lawyer nodded, “And the manor”
“What?” he looked at him in surprise
“And the dogs” Bucky smiled, “The European states, can go to Rebecca, and my mother” he muttered, “Half the cash will go to Steve Rogers and the rest of the family, to keep operations running until Steve can take over”
“Very well…”
“And I don’t want the family coming after her, and I want you to put that in my will as well” Andy kept nodding as he redacted everything, “Can you do that for me Barber?”
“I will redact everything up” he said, looking up at him, “I'll make sure that if everything happens to you, she and your child will be taken care of, ok?” He stood up and shook Bucky’s hand
“Thanks man”
They stroke hands to close the deal. And when his lawyer left, Bucky sat on his chair content, he already had passed over to you a sizeable amount to an account you’ll be the only one with access, he had to secure you, like he said to Andy, even from himself
Speaking about that, he needed to find you to ask you something very important. He walked towards your room, knocked at the door and waited for your gentle “come in” for him to enter.
He found you trying on your dresses, your baby bump unconceivable already, your clothes were beginning to be too tight for you
“Hey you” he said softly, coming inside your room. “Gods, you are getting bigger” you arched one of your brows in an amused grin, “That's not what I meant!” he said hastily, and you just giggled
“Must be all those desserts” you giggled, “An waffles, and treats May cooks for me”
“No, it's my baby in there” he said, recuperating his relaxed and controlled facade
“Yeah” you caressed your belly gently
“I wanted to tell you I have some… friends… coming over” he seemed increasingly tense at this
“Oh?” you murmured, to let him continue after an uncomfortable pause
“Business dinner” he said, looking at you with warning in his eyes
“OH! Mob business” you concluded, and he seemed to relax and nodded
“Yes, exactly”
“Do you want me to… hide here?” you asked, “I can ask May to prepare something for me earlier and then…”
“Actually” he continued, “I want you by my side”
“Really?” you couldn’t hide how surprised you were at his request. He smiled at you
“Yes” he said firmly, “You are the mother of my unborn child, and I want you there by my side” you smiled and walked towards him, he received you in his arms and give you a chaste peck on the lips, “We are friends and we will discuss friendly things” he clarified
“Ok, I’d love to meet more friends of yours”
“Great” he kissed you again, his hands traveling up and down your hips and waist. “And I will call a friend of mine, so she can take you shopping”
“A friend that can take me shopping?” you asked, nor understanding how both things combined
“She is some sort of… personal shopper?” he said trying to explain, “She’ll help you find amazing maternity clothes and such, you’ll love her she is very sweet, and lovely”
“That sounds fun but you don’t have to do it, and my budget is a little tight right now” he arched one of his eyebrows
“I’m buying” he said firmly, “It isn’t a question future Mrs Barnes”
“Future Mrs Barnes?” you savored in your mouth, slowly
“Well, mother of future Lady Barnes, for now” he tried again, and you just kept smiling at him, he walked towards you and grabbed your hips, drawing you until you were completely glued to his body, he leaned in and kissed you gently, slowly, savoring you. Then he pressed his forehead to yours, looking into your eyes with adorations
“I love how you are growing with my baby” he whispered, and you just felt so flustered, “I want you to go and buy all the maternity clothes you can get your hands on, so you can be as comfortable as possible” yo just nodded as he kissed you again
“Hell I have to part from you my angel” he whispered, or we are not leaving this house for the rest of the day”
“That sounds good to me” you said simply, but he just smiled
“I need to go out but Wanda is on her way” you just nodded and with a last kiss, he went away
You were skeptical at first but as it turns out she turned out to be a lovely young girl, matching your own age. And not even 5 minutes later you thought you had known her for years. She hugged you tightly as she introduced herself as the wife of the accountant for many of Bucky’s businesses
She dragged you gently out of the house where a black SUV was waiting for you both, and a little to your surprise you found out Scott and Clint were coming with you like your bodyguards
Why would you need bodyguards?
“I don’t think Bucky trusts me” yu whispered to Wanda as the car pulled out of the driveway
“What?” she asked, “No, he does this for me as well when I shop for him, it’s only precaution, for us to be safe”
“Safe from what?” but you only got a sympathetic look as a response.
The ride was filled with anecdotes and laughter coming back and forth from Wanda and you, you had a lot of things in common, both had a similar young life, and now, you were both intertwined with a world you honestly felt a little scared by.
And you weren’t even sure if you wanted to get involved in it
But was it a little too late though?
The car stopped at the very entrance of the most luxurious and expensive shopping mall of the entire city, you looked at Wanda wide eyed as this mall only had stores that sell things you could only dream you could afford
“Don't give me that look” she giggled grabbing your hand and jumping out of the vehicle as soon as Scott opened the door for you, “I’m taking you shopping not to the death row, besides, Bucky’s buying”
“He gave you…?” you walked into the shopping center hand in hand with Wanda and the two guys trotting behind you
“Of course I have his cards, I’m his personal shopper” she said simply, “And at the time we are done, you are going to look like a princess”
The first store you entered as soon as the girl behind the counter saw you both enter, she almost bowed as she came close with a wide smile
“Miss Maximoff!” she greeted, “How wonderful to see you here, we’ve recently got the new season and we know Mr Barnes…”
“I’m going to stop you right there, today we need to dress her” she pointed at you and you expected, somehow, to be greeted with contempt, but she look at you up and don with a wide smile and bright eyes like you were her new project
“Beautiful!” she exclaimed, her enthusiasm contagious as you smiled too, “Oh sweet girl you are pregnant, say no more” she took your hand and took you to the back. You looked at Wanda for help but she only smiled wickedly
“You know I’m thinking of two evening dresses, have in mind the suits we got from you for Mr Barnes, they are the new hit couple and they must match!” she chanted as the lady made you step up into a small stage to take your measures of every inch of your body. “And her growing belly!”
“Don’t you worry!” she said cheerfully
You had never craved champagne more in your life than this moment where Wanda sat on a luxurious couch with a flute in hand while you stood there and she dressed you like a doll, trying fabrics of all kinds and colors over your complexion while also complimenting you.
You reluctantly chose three dresses, a beautiful red number, tight around your chest but then fell freely to the floor, loose so your belly would grow and the dress would still fit
Algo a beautiful purple dress that reminded you of Natalie Portman’s dress she wore at the Oscars the year she was pregnant. And then one that resembles a Blake Lively’s dress you loved
When it was time to pay you looked away as you saw the amount of the three dresses was the same as one year of your apartment’s rent. Flustered and feeling incredibly embarrassed, Wanda just looked at you funny
“Don’t worry, it’s her first time” she giggled with the nice lady and she agreed, like you needed to get accustomed to spend 6 figures in dresses
“I want to see the new season anyways, so you’ll see me sooner rather than later” Wanda aid goodbye as she grabbed your hand with one hand and the bags with the other
“Always a pleasure Miss Maximoff! Miss Barnes!” she said as a goodbye
You felt flustered yet again when you heard her call you by Bucky’s name
“Sounds good right?” Wanda said suggestively, giving the bags to Scott who received them comically, surprised by their weight
Next store was to find matching shoes, and the next, accessories, already at the fourth store you were feeling tired, but humored Wand at trying, this time, more comfortable and informal clothings
Wanda left to find a matching belt even though you suggested it wasn’t a good idea due to your growing belly, but she went anyways, you guessed to buy something for herself
You contemplated your pregnant belly in that Tommy Hilfiger overall you really really liked, liking the relaxed look and how comfortable those jeans were, this was more your style than those expensive dresses. So you decided to take it.
But, another dress was waiting for you in the hanger so you changed back, deciding to take the overall with you. You got into the expensive looking baby pink dress and when you managed to close the zipper you got off the dressing room to place yourself in front of the mirror
“I thought you said he wouldn’t let you leave, but yet here you are, passing his credit card around like you are at the market” you froze in your dress as you identified Dot through the reflection in the mirror. She was holding a champagne flute in her hand, and a mean look on her face
“Things change” you muttered shyly, feeling incredibly uncomfortable
“What are you doing here, Homewrecker?” she asked, “You clearly don’t belong here I mean look at you, those shoes with that dress? please” she said, mean, and what was hidden in your mind all along came afloat, you didn’t belonged here
“Bucky wanted me to get clothes”
“Don’t I know that move” she said bitterly, “Him buying you anything he can, but that doesn’t mean he wants to keep you around”
“That seems like a me problem” you said back, turning to look at her. You looked over her shoulder for any signs of Wanda, Clint or Scott but you couldn’t see anyone, you were alone with her. She looked at you up and down, walking until there was barely a foot between you
“You don’t belong with him” she said, “you don’t belonged in the manor and you don’t belong here” in a second you felt cold in all your front as she dumped the content of her champagne flute all over the front of your dress
You squealed in surprise as you backed down, tripping over with a small step and falling slowly on your ass. Bitter tears ran down your cheeks as she only smiled cruelly down at you, turning around and leaving you alone
Wanda ran towards you, helping you off the floor. You thanked that everything was carpeted and you didn’t got hurt, but still the scare made your body tremble
“I’m going to fucking ran her over with a bulldozer like a cartoon caracter” she growled, her face red as her hair, you only sniffed in her arms and he hugged you tightly against her small figure.
Dorothy smiled as she walked away from the store, she took out her cell phone from her designer purse and dialed a number hastily, it rang two times before a thick accent answered her on the other side of the line
“I want to move forward with the plan” he said firmly, “Did you receive the details for the security around the house?”
“I did, yes, even so, I’ve got an invitation for tonight, as a guest of John”
“Good” she chanted smiling wickedly
“You know you won’t get anything out of this, right?”
“Oh but I will” she answered, “But that's only to my knowledge”
“It’s been a pleasure doing business with you”
“Same” she giggled
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