If You Came Back
pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader
words: 1,823
warnings: guns, minor character death, vaginal sex, oral sex (f), kissing.
summary: western!au in which you rekindle an old relationship
a/n: this was intended to be a lot longer, but i’m quite tired & i also did not get a chance to double check this, so sorry if there are any typos/grammatical errors
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In an attempt to get away from the trio of angry bandits Bucky jumps off his galloping horse. He runs until his luck fails him, the bandits soon circle him.
One of the men dismounts their horse and makes his way to Barnes, gun in hand and aimed right as his chest. He sways the pistol - signaling Barnes to turn around so the man could take back the loot Barnes had stolen from them earlier.
His hand an inch away from Barnes’ figure until
BANG!
The man goes down causing the other two to clumsily look in different directions for the shooter.
BANG !
BANG !
All three of them are on the ground. Bucky hasn’t moved; still facing the exterior wall of what seemed to be the town’s saloon.
He hears footsteps.
Six to be exact.
Until there’s a pistol digging into his back.
‘’Where’s the loot Barnes.’’
He knows that voice.
Smiling to himself before spinning himself to face you. Your pistol now digging into his chest.
‘’Easy darling’’
His gruff voice catching you off guard, allowing him to place his hand upon the top of your pistol - slowly lowering it. It’s been a year since the two of you last saw each other, you had convinced yourself you were over him. But seeing him now, the sunlight giving his skin the perfect glow, his dark hair curling a bit at the ends and his beard, oh his beard.
Cutting yourself off from those ‘unwanted’ thoughts you quickly shook Bucky’s hand off the pistol and shoved it into your holster.
‘’I just want the loot back, they took it from me.’’
‘’And who’d you take it from?’’
You give him a judging look, like he isn’t at all familiar with what you do. ‘’I’m kidding, I’m kidding’’
He raises his hands in the air and walks over to his horse who had hid in a small alleyway.
‘’You know, I was watching the whole thing. I saw them steal from you so I went after the bastards.’’
‘’You were watching?’’ Confused to say the least, what was he doing out in the middle of nowhere? You had set up camp a couple days ago in the middle of the Mohave desert, what was he doing out there?
He doesn’t answer, doesn’t even look back at you but you can see his jaw clench as he silently unhooks the bag from his horse. Holding it out to you.
‘’Thank you Barnes’’
Clearly bothered by you calling him by his surname he lifts the bag higher so that it’s out of your reach.
‘’Come on darling. It hurts hearing you call me that.’’
You roll your eyes as you let out a effortless ‘’Thank you James.’’ You try to snatch the bag but Bucky raises his brow and lifts the bag higher.
‘’Oh you’re breaking my heart here Doll.’’
You yourself are starting to get tired of this so you decide to give him what he wants.
‘’Thank you Bucky.’’
And almost like a key opening a locked door he lowers the bag.
‘’There. Wasn’t so hard was it?’’
Y/N takes the bag from his hands, she opens it and lets out a sigh of relief when she sees what she had been praying would still be in there; a ring. A ring Bucky had given her to be exact.
He sees it too and suddenly he’s reminded of that one night he got down on his knees and offered her that very ring. He can’t control what his heart is feeling right now all he knows is that he wants her back in his arms right now.
It felt like time had slowed down and finally returned to normal when she averted her gaze from the ring and to him. She sees the lust in his eyes, unable to handle all the emotion from him and from her own she closes the bag and turns to leave.
But his hand stops her.
‘’Wait’’
Y/N looks into Bucky’s eyes, she waits.
‘’Meet me here again, at the saloon, tonight.’’
And all you could do was nod.
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As the night approached all you could think about was how you had left him all those years ago.
It was a night like this, humid air with fulfilling breezes passing by once in a while. You were laying naked next to your beloved, staring at the ring on your finger - placed there only a couple hours ago. That ring has pulled you into a lull of questioning thoughts for the past half hour.
You had always thought you were better than a simple married life, sure it seemed nice but your lifestyle only allowed you to trust one person - yourself.
Could you trust Bucky? The two of you had been together for a year now, if he was listening to you now he’d practically tell you off.
But then you think.. Bucky’s certain about his love for you, but you’re not that sure about your love for him.
You love him yes, but would you be able to give him a family? No, the lifestyle of an outlaw couldn’t afford that. You got up from the mattress, dressed yourself and went to take your thoughts outdoors. Bucky still deep in his snoring slumber he hadn’t noticed that you had left.
Now, you stood at the double barrel doors of the saloon. You quickly shake off all nerves and second thoughts as you push through the doors. Bucky is sitting at the far end of the room, hat tilted down to hide his face and a pint in hand - looks like he’s been here for a while. There’s barely anyone in the room with him except for the bartender and the band. You make your way toward him, he lifts his hat so that it’s not covering his face anymore and gestures for you to sit.
‘’I’m glad you could make it’’ he says with actual joy and then signals the bartender for another drink. Once the drink arrives you’re both drowning in the mix of uncomfortable silence and the band’s ragtime song. The tension between the two of you is painful, it’s obvious one wants to speak to the other. Bucky decides to break the silence.
‘’Why did you leave?’’
The sentence is vague but you know exactly what he means. Sipping on your drink, you look down and then toward him, scared to speak. But he wants an answer ‘’Was it something I did, if it was I’m sorry’’
‘’No it wasn’t you. I was just. I was scared I couldn’t give you what you wanted. ’’
‘’What I wanted? Doll you’re everything I could ever ask for, what made you think you weren’t?’’ His face is full of concern, eyes big as he searches yours for an answer. You pause for a second, until ‘’I thought if we got married you’d want more, settle down and have kids. I don’t think I’m made for that, my lifestyle isn’t right for that.’’ His hands move your hands from your drink and curl them into his, keeping his gaze locked on your eyes. ‘’Oh Darling, we live the same lifestyle. I love you and you know I won’t push you to anything you’re not ready for. You’re mine Y/N and I’m yours, I’m with you on this journey every step of the way kids or no kids.’’ his fingers brush over the ring on your finger. He looks at it and then back at you.
‘’I love you, never stopped. You still love me?’’
Hearing those words from his deep voice does something to your chest, an unexplainable yet warm feeling. There’s no other response to his question than to kiss him, which you do. Lips pressed together until you can taste the beer on his tongue.
He slowly backs away, hands on your cheeks, your eyes slowly fluttering open as he says to you ‘’I have a room upstairs.’’
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Stumbling on kisses as the both of you barely make it through the door. Your thighs hooked around Bucky’s waist as he places the both of you on the bed, lips only leaving each other to catch air.
Moving from your lips his mouth travels to your neck and then to your blouse as he lays passionate kisses, eyes never opening as he attempts to unbutton your shirt. His fingers keep slipping which causes the both of you to giggle as you get up to help him take your own shirt off. Once your breasts are freed Bucky stops giggling and his pupils glow with lust.
He dives down to attack your nipples causing you to moan with pleasure. His tongue slowly travels from your nipple and all the way down to your hips. Quickly getting rid of your pants and underwear, his mouth latched onto your other lips as if it was his god given purpose. You cried out in pleasure as his tongue licked up and down, in and out, faster and faster. His finger joined in and you were so close to release, your moans were like a melody to his ears and he wanted to hear you sing more. You were getting closer and closer until the coil in your stomach finally sprang and he licked the last of your juices.
‘’You don’t know how much I missed that.’’
You elevate your thigh a bit higher until it reaches his clothed hardened cock. ‘’I think i know.’’ He smiles as he sinks down to kiss you, practically grinding against your thigh. In the midst of moans and lip smacks you pull away. You’ve both barely said anything to each other, just letting your bodies do the talking. Even now he understands what you want. Staring at your face, he can practically hear those words ‘’I need you’’.
A silent nod as he frees himself and slowly enters you. You moaned out his name, begging for him to pick up the pace. His eyes are on you, he didn’t want to rush, he wanted to savor the moment. His lips are on yours again, in attempt to silent your pleas as his cock painfully thrusts in and out of your core. You whined as he started to pick up the pace, the feeling of your soft velvet-y walls tightening around his cock could’ve been enough to make him come. He could feel himself nearing as he whispered in your ear ‘’Cum for me darling’’ his deep low voice was enough to bring you to your release, him finishing right after you.
Still inside of you, Bucky scoops you into his arms and rolls into a much more comfortable position, bringing the sheets over the two of you, his arms around you, acting as an unbreakable shield. He whispers ‘’Promise you won’t leave this time.’’ Your mind still trying to recover from the two mind-blowing orgasms you just had, you whisper a faint ‘’promise.’’
