[WWII AU] the streets of london

[nerves_of_ice]

Becky's last letter had suggested she'd be sending a longer one soon, and between that, the previous promise of a knitting circle, and the time of year, Bucky's pretty sure that a care package will be coming their way with the next one.

Given that, it's not too hard to convince Steve that it might be nice to pick up a couple of small things to send back in appreciation when they can. And with that in mind, to suggest that maybe the Agents Carter might enjoy doing a little shopping themselves, and that it'd be only polite for the two of them to help carry packages and make sure they didn't get overcrowded on the streets, or anything like that.

He's pretty darn sure that Steve sees right through him, but his best friend agrees to it, if Bucky can talk Sharon and Peggy into the idea.

He's smiling to himself as he makes his way toward their respective quarters.

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[from_the_outside]

She tears it open with her teeth and rolls it over him, then shifts up and straddles him, guiding him as she sinks down onto him. "Bucky," she gasps, and rolls her hips as her hands go to his shoulders to steady herself.

[nerves_of_ice]

He catches her at her waist with one hand until she steadies herself, and presses his fingers to her center, teasing the sensitive bundle of nerves there as he rocks up into her, driving deep.

"Take all of me," he demands, his voice rough with need and desire.

[from_the_outside]

His breathless order sends a sharp thrill ringing through her. She buries one hand in his hair, gripping, and digs the fingers of her other hand into his shoulder as she rocks against him. "Yes," comes out a ragged little moan, as he strokes her and her eyes close, her head rolling back. "Yes, baby. All of you. Have all of me."

[nerves_of_ice]

She pulls his hair and he could swear he sees white flashes of light behind his eyes as she brings him right to the edge. Somehow he holds on, wanting her to come with him over it, and slides his hand from her waist up her back, pressing her down against him.

"More." It's plea and command at once, as he moves faster, far less controlled and lost in desperate want.

[from_the_outside]

Her fingers grip hard into his hair and her nails bite into his shoulder. "Everything," she promises, lost in a wild haze of need and desire. "Everything, Bucky, have everything – "

She rocks deep and hard against him and stifles a moan into his shoulder, shaking hard in his arms just like he said he wanted as everything starts to come undone.

[nerves_of_ice]

He drives into her as she rocks against him, then surges up to embrace her and hold her close as she tightens around him and desire surges like lightning within him. Bucky's back arches hard and his hips stutter, and as he loses himself in her he covers her with kisses everywhere he can reach.

[from_the_outside]

She shudders as pleasure bursts through her, and it's a long moment until her arms finally loosen, trembling, from around him. Sharon rests her forehead on his shoulder and just breathes, trying to slow her racing heart and quell the tremors of aftershocks as they sizzle through her system.

[nerves_of_ice]

He cuddles her close against him, holding her tight, murmuring soft and affectionate into her hair.

"Sharon, Sharon, my darling angel," he whispers. "You're so beautiful it overwhelms me."

[from_the_outside]

"Oh, god, Bucky – "

She clings to him, eyes closed, shivering as he whispers into her hair, his breath warm and his words so sweet they almost hurt to hear. Everything she shouldn't say comes rushing to her lips, and she has to bite down on them to keep them inside. "Sweetheart, you wreck me."

[nerves_of_ice]

He keeps one arm around her and shifts just enough to run his other hand over her back, petting and stroking.

"In a good way, I hope," he teases, not being entirely familiar with that idiom but pretty sure he knows what she means. "Because you're amazing."

[from_the_outside]

"In a very good way."

She strokes her fingers through his hair, much more gently now than before, and lifts her head enough to give him a dopey-eyed smile. "I don't have the words to tell you how you make me feel. You're so wonderful."

[nerves_of_ice]

He leans in for a sweet, gentle kiss, letting it linger. "So are you," he murmurs, when it breaks.

[from_the_outside]

She kisses him back, soft. "Come lie down with me for a bit," she coaxes. "Before I have to leave for the night."

[nerves_of_ice]

"Gladly." For a breathless instant he can't help but imagine what it would be like to go to sleep beside her, wake up with her, to share not just stolen moments but so much more.

Bucky fights it back and draws her into his arms, coaxing her to pillow her head on his shoulder.

[from_the_outside]

She curls against his side and tangles her legs with his, then wraps her arms around him as she settles her head on his shoulder. "Don't let me fall asleep," she murmurs, though she closes her eyes as she says it.

[nerves_of_ice]

"I'll stay awake and keep watch," he promises. "Rest a little, angel. I'll be here when you wake up."

[from_the_outside]

"If you say so."

She muddles a kiss to his chest, then exhales a sigh, relaxing into boneless warmth next to him. "Just for a little while."

[nerves_of_ice]

"Just a little while," he agrees, and drops a soft kiss on her hair.

It won't be long enough in the end, he knows - it can't be - but he'll be glad of every second he can get.