Best at your feet
Helmut Zemo x Feam reader
Note: I am very unveiled and it is the first long story I try to develop, please do not kill me if it is not very good, I am a beginner. I'd appreciate your corrections or requests. I change the context a little bit to the one in the series, I hope you like it. The English isn't my mother tongue, I'm sorry if i don't write well.
Summary: You and Zemo, with no intention of matching, decide to escape to one night's bar without Bucky and Sam noticing. You enjoy the night with some alcohol, cigars and strangers until Zemo intervenes.
Cautions: Mentions of alcohol, tobacco, and some sexual tension.
You took a leather jacket and put on the most beautiful sneakers to match your dress, sincerely you didn't think you'd gotten this far so as not to enjoy the trip.
You sneaked out of Sharon's house, you thought it was something easy, you were actually an expert in circumventing security, for something Bucky had turned to you.
When you got to the biggest club in the middle of the city, you decided that you were going to have a good time, without worries, or fears, just will be you.
You began to drink a beer calmly, but with the dance, the cigarette smoke and the laughter of the strangers that surrounded you, that “calmly” became something abrupt, when you began to feel that the alcohol had its effect on your body, you decided go to the bathroom to wet your face with a little cold water.
When you returned to the bar you asked for another beer, but this time you didn't even drink it, a guy there grabbed you by the waist and took you to the center of the floor while dancing clearly with the intention of seducing you this night, and honestly you would have Let yourself be persuaded, tonight you had no limits. The guy was tall, handsome and clearly strong, he held your hips firmly and you were obviously smiling stupidly in front of him.
But from one moment to another you felt like someone took their hand off you, when you realized that it was Zemo you almost fainted with horror, it meant that Sam, Bucky and he had come looking for you, and that was not good news.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Angry Zemo comes between you and the man
"She doesn't seem to mind" he smiled cheekily at you without noticing Zemo.
"Well, it seems that only drunk girls would accept you, otherwise I don't think so" Zemo growled with a clear anger.
"Excuse me?" Clearly the comment had upset the stranger.
"Let's go Zemo" When you felt that the tension increased rapidly between the two of you, you decided to take Zemo by the arm and start directing him to the exit, but when you saw that he did not follow your instructions, you decided to take his hand in yours, so he turned around completely puzzled towards you, following you.
When you finally made it out, the air was cold and you had clearly lost your jacket along with your dignity in front of Zemo.
"Well, where are Sam and Bucky?" You said while rubbing your hands to your arms from the cold.
At that, Zemo took off the coat he was wearing and put it on you without hesitation.
"They are not here" He said firmly as he observed more clearly with the external light the black dress that drew your body in a heavenly way.
"Wait what?" You braked his hands hard as he tried to put your coat on.
"Why would they be here?" Zemo scoffed at how innocent you sounded.
"Why would you be here? I assumed they had realized that I escaped and were coming for me. ”You saw him with the eyes of wanting to kill him right there.
"Well, I ask you the same question, what are you doing here?" Zemo came a little closer to you now analyzing your face, which made you nervous, you had no idea why your body reacted that way if you had never been interested in the man.
"You're an idiot, take your stupid coat, I lost a great opportunity from me tonight." You tried to take your coat off as you headed back to the club.
But before you can take any more steps he take you by the wrist turning you carefully towards him.
"who? That idiot you danced with? " He said it to you in a dominant way very close to your face. He carefully put her coat back on, as you frowned more and more, it bothered you that he felt entitled to decide for you. But for a moment you plucked up your courage and said:
"Are you jealous?" You smiled hugely when you realized the intention of his comments.
Zemo smiled nervously but didn't really deny anything.
"I came alone, and therefore I can go out and sleep with whoever I want" You tried to loosen his grip, but he did everything in the opposite direction, he took you by the waist and put his hand next to his head as if you were going to dance , whispering in your ear:
"I don't know why you always decide to go for the worst when you have the best at your feet"
You laughed instantly and separated from him no longer trying to keep you close.
"Please Zemo, you?"
"Nobody has said that I am a bad option, and if you do not believe me, you can check it yourself"
For a moment you didn't know why you felt strongly attracted to the man, in an incredibly powerful way over your body and he clearly noticed.
"I'm not looking for anything with guys like you" You looked away trying to avoid his gaze.
"You think so, but you know that in reality the danger and you, are one, and I could make you feel like the most perfect woman on this earth, in every way"
You smelled the perfume that emanated strongly from her coat, it was intoxicating, and in a way how Zemo acted it turned you on, now wishing you would dance with him and that night he would make you the love, as if there was no tomorrow.
"Dancing with idiots and sleeping with strangers in clubs won't get you anywhere, you deserve something better." Carefully and paying attention to your reaction, he opened the coat a little and placed his hand on your waist caressing the dress you were wearing.
Actually, you didn't refuse her touch, it was something that your body actually appreciated.
"Just let me show you the best of me" with his other hand he held yours carefully giving a delicate kiss to your knuckles.
You had never felt that way, you did not know why that man you had kept as an idiot, now had you holding close to him wanting him in every way. He kissed, touching the ground, your forehead, then one of your cheeks and finally your lips in a way that was sweet at first and then somewhat rough, but feeling the mutual desire.
"Just take me home." You stared at him, in a way telling him that it was time to show you everything he had promised you at that moment.
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