10. {A Discreet Location}

You saunter into the meeting room, breaking your routine by arriving earlier than usual on a seemingly mundane morning. It's been approximately two months since the pivotal moment when you and Bucky finally laid bare your true feelings for each other. However, the past week had felt unusually empty without Bucky by your side, his absence keenly felt as he had been deployed on a mission with Barton and Wilson.

Lost in the captivating task of composing a risqué text message for him, telling him just how much you miss him, you fail to notice the room's occupancy until a throat clears, drawing your attention away from your phone. With a slight start, you lift your gaze to find the very man you can't get enough of, seated casually in his customary position, his demeanor exuding a sense of effortless confidence. A devilish smirk graces his lips as his eyes lock onto yours, leaving you momentarily breathless at the unexpected encounter.

Caught off guard by Bucky's sudden appearance, you feel that usual rush of something you can't quite pin down, course through your body, distracting you from the message you were crafting for him. His presence alone has always had a way of making your heart race and your thoughts scatter, and today is no exception.

With a coy smile, you tuck your phone away, feigning nonchalance as you step further into the room. "What are you doing here?" you say teasingly, your voice dripping with playfulness as you approach him.

Bucky's smirk widens at your teasing tone, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "Just enjoying the view, Sweetheart," he quips, his gaze trailing over you appreciatively.

You nibble on your lower lip, a playful gesture to contain the grin that's tugging at the corners of your mouth. Bucky shifts in his seat, an inviting gesture accompanied by a subtle flick of his finger, beckoning you over to him. Without a moment's hesitation, you heed his silent command, gracefully navigating around the table to reach his side. With an air of confidence, you lower yourself onto his lap, your legs straddling his as you envelop him in your embrace, arms encircling his neck while you settle comfortably against him.

As you settle into Bucky's lap, a familiar warmth envelops you, sending a thrill of anticipation coursing through your veins. His arms wrap around your waist instinctively, pulling you closer until there's no space left between you. 

"You know," Bucky murmurs, his voice low and husky, "I've been thinking about you all week."

The admission sends a rush of heat to your cheeks, a blush betraying your own desire. "Have you now?" you tease, your voice barely above a whisper as you lean in closer, relishing the proximity between you.

Bucky's gaze darkens with desire, his fingers tracing lazy circles on your lower back. "Every fucking minute," he confesses, his breath hot against your skin as he leans in to capture your lips in a searing kiss. 

Your heart pounds in your chest as his lips move against yours with a hunger that matches your own. There's a raw intensity to the way he kisses you, as if he's trying to convey every ounce of longing and desire he feels. And you respond eagerly, surrendering yourself to the intoxicating heat of his embrace. 

Lost in the moment, you forget about the world outside the meeting room, focusing only on the electrifying connection between you and Bucky. In this moment, nothing else matters but the two of you, lost in each other's arms as you indulge in the irresistible pull of desire.

"I can't get enough of you." He murmurs into your lips and you grin into his at his admission. 

"Prove it." You utter back, still smirking. 

A low growl escapes Bucky's throat as he deepens the kiss, his hands roaming eagerly over your body. "You don't have to ask me twice," he murmurs again to lips before claiming them once more. 

Your breath catches in your throat as Bucky's hands explore every inch of your body with an urgency that mirrors your own. He breaks the kiss, his lips now trailing a path of fire down your neck as he leaves a trail of hot kisses in his wake. Your head falls back instinctively, with a breathy moan, granting him better access as he nibbles and sucks at your skin, leaving you gasping for more. There's a primal hunger in the way he kisses you, as if he can't get enough of the taste and feel of you. "I want you, Y/N. I need you." He breaths, his breath hot against your skin.

A thrill shoots through you at his words, igniting a fierce longing within you. "Then take me," you urge, your voice husky with desire. "Take me right here, right now."

Bucky's response is his usual growl of approval, his hands roaming eagerly over your body as he seeks to satisfy the hunger that consumes both of you. With a deft movement, he begins to work the buttons of your blouse, each one undone revealing more of your skin to his hungry gaze.

His eyes darken with desire at your words, his hands wandering over your body with a hunger that leaves you breathless. "I can't wait any longer," he growls, his voice rough with need. "I need to feel you, to taste you."

With a sense of urgency, he pulls you close, his lips finding yours in a hungry kiss that leaves you dizzy with desire. And as you surrender yourself to the heat of his embrace, you know that there's no turning back now—you're his, completely and utterly, and nothing else matters in this moment but the two of you.

Lost in the intoxicating passion of your embrace, you barely register the sound of footsteps approaching, the echo of voices growing louder as they draw nearer. It's only when Tony Stark's voice breaks through the haze that you realize you're no longer alone.

As Tony strides into the room, his eyes lock onto you and Bucky with a mixture of exasperation, slight disbelief and hidden amusement. "Oh, for Christ's sakes, you two," he mutters, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "It was bad enough when you were hiding this from us all."

You and Bucky exchange guilty glances, unable to suppress the sheepish smiles that threaten to break through. Tony's words hang in the air, punctuated by the playful ribbing of the rest of the team.

As Natasha adds her own comment, she leans back against the table, crossing her arms with a knowing smirk. "Well, it's about fucking time," she says with a wink, her tone carrying a hint of mischief even if she already knows all, thanks to you and your constant updates.

Sam joins in with a chuckle, shaking his head in amusement. "Gotta admit, you two aren't the best at keeping secrets," he remarks, his eyes dancing with humor.

Meanwhile, Steve looks utterly shocked, his jaw dropping slightly as he processes the scene before him. "I... I didn't see that coming," he stammers, a mix of surprise and amusement evident in his expression.

Before Steve can respond, Tony interjects with his trademark wit. "Alright, lovebirds," he says, rolling his eyes. "As much as I enjoy the free entertainment, let's keep it PG-13 in here. Y/N, maybe button back up that blouse of yours. We've got the kid joining us today."

Your eyes widen in realization, and you quickly lean into Bucky, "Shit," You mutter, discreetly doing up your blouse and sliding off his lap just as Peter Parker enters the room.

You straighten your attire, smoothing down your blouse and adjusting your hair as you make your way back to your seat, aware of Bucky's gaze lingering on you. Despite the interruption and the lingering desire between you, you both know the importance of maintaining professionalism, especially during team meetings.

Bucky leans forward in his seat, his expression shifting from one of desire to one of focus as he prepares to resume the meeting. His arousal is still evident, but he makes a conscious effort to conceal it, adopting a more composed demeanor as he directs his attention to Tony's briefing.

Despite the lingering of your unspoken desires, you both know that there will be plenty of opportunities to continue where you both left off once the meeting is over.

As Peter settles into the meeting, Tony directs the discussion toward the latest mission briefing, his tone shifting seamlessly from playful to businesslike. 

"So, Parker," Tony begins, addressing Peter directly, "We've got a new assignment for you. I need you to run a reconnaissance mission on the warehouse district. We've been getting reports of suspicious activity, and I want you to scope it out."

Peter nods eagerly, a spark of excitement igniting in his eyes. "Got it, Mr. Stark. I'll get right on it," he replies with determination, eager to prove himself to the team once again.

Meanwhile, Natasha leans over to you, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "Looks like you and Bucky will have to continue your little sex-show elsewhere," she whispers, her tone teasing yet affectionate.

You chuckle softly, grateful for Natasha's light-heartedness amidst the tension of the moment. "Alright Nat... We get it. We might need to find a more discreet location next time," you reply, casting a playful glance at Bucky, who meets your gaze with a mischievous twinkle in his eye.

Bucky smirks, his lips curling into a playful grin as he leans closer to you. "I'm up for the challenge," he murmurs, his voice low as he suggests, a hint of playful mischief in his tone. "I can think of a few places."

You meet his gaze with a sly smile, feeling a surge of excitement at the prospect of exploring new possibilities with him. "I'm looking forward to it," you murmur back, your voice filled with anticipation and a hint of desire.

Natasha rolls her eyes at both your comments, her expression one of amused exasperation as she leans back into her chair, crossing her arms casually. She shoots a playful glance at both of you, shaking her head in mock disapproval.

"You two never cease to amaze me," she remarks with a chuckle, her tone laced with affection. "Just try not to get caught next time, alright? Twice is enough for me, thanks."

"I'll do my best," you promise with a wink.

"No promises, from me Romanov," he adds, shrugging casually as he finally leans back into his chair to resume listening to the meeting.

Natasha shakes her head with a fond smile, "I wouldn't expect anything less from you two," she says with a chuckle, her tone affectionate as she too, leans back into her chair.

As the meeting draws to a close, you exchange a final glance with Bucky, a silent promise passing between you. Despite the unexpected interruption, you both know that your connection is stronger than ever, and that nothing can shake the foundation of your relationship.

You gather your belongings and prepare to face the challenges of the day. As you step out of the meeting room, you feel Bucky's hand slip into yours, a comforting reminder that you're in this together, no matter what obstacles may come your way.

As you both traverse the corridor, your eyes catch the faint outline of a disused cleaning closet, its door slightly ajar. A knowing spark ignites between you and Barnes, a silent exchange of shared desire. With a quirk of his eyebrow, Barnes acknowledges the unspoken suggestion, his gaze lingering on you.

"Well, that definitely wasn't one of the places I had in mind, Doll," he comments with a smirk, his voice dripping with playful anticipation. Without hesitation, he sweeps you up into his arms, your laughter ringing through the corridor. With purposeful strides, he leads the way to the closet, each step echoing with the promise of passionate intimacy that awaits you both behind closed doors.

As you lose yourselves in each other's arms, you know that your future together is set, bound by the unbreakable bond of love that you share. In this moment, surrounded by nothing but the warmth of each other's embrace, you know that there is nowhere else you'd rather be than here, with the one you love more than anything in the world.

And as you reflect on the journey that has brought you to this point, you can't help but marvel at the twist of fate that led you to Bucky. From the very beginning, he had been the ultimate prank, a mischievous and irresistible force that had turned your world upside down in the most unexpected ways. But in the end, he had also become the greatest gift of all, the one who had captured your heart and soul in ways you never thought possible.

With a smile, you realize that Bucky had been the best prank of them all, the ultimate surprise that had filled your life with joy, laughter, and love. And as you hold him close, you know that no matter what challenges may come your way, you will always cherish the moments you share together, knowing that your love is stronger than any prank or obstacle that may try to come between you.

FIN