WARNING CHOKING KINK SO DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT

You put your hand in the bag, rolling your eyes at Tony. Damn him, he knows exactly what he's doing. He's probably hoping I get him, the sick bastard. Tony just grins back.

You take your time, just to draw out the suspense (and try to make sure you pull out something that wouldn't represent the playboy currently grinning at you). Finally, you feel something round and smooth, like a ball. There's no way this is Tony, and I'd be perfectly ok with anyone else.

You pull out the object and see a snow globe with a little green army figure inside. Your heart rate picks up as you realize there's only one person this could possibly mean. As you turn back to the room with the snow globe in your hand, you see Steve nudge Bucky and whisper something. Wonder what that's all about?

You meet Bucky's eyes as he slowly stands, almost looking more nervous than you are. Why is he nervous? He's the hottest guy in the room, and I'm just me. He has nothing to be worried about.

"Ahem, earth to Y/n and Bucky! If you're done gazing into each other's eyes, the closet is that way!" Tony points to the door, laughing. You realize you'd been watching Bucky for longer than you thought. You walk towards the closet and he does the same, the light glinting off his metal arm. God, that arm. What I wouldn't give for it to be-"

"Oh!" You had apparently stopped in the middle of the room, lost in your fantasy. Tony decided to speed it up a bit, and gave you a hard shove toward the closet. This resulted in you stumbling and falling into Bucky, who caught you by reflex. You were pressed against his chest, his metal arm holding you in place and his other arm braces against the doorway of the closet. You heard some wolf-whistles before he pulled you into the closet and shut the door firmly behind you.

"Sorry doll, I don't know why he pushed you," Bucky says, sounding apologetic, although you notice his hand is still on your waist.

I know why. "Yeah, I was just kinda lost in thought I guess. Thanks for catching me, that could have ended my entire avenging career," you say, laughing.

He chuckles as well, removing his metal hand from your waist to feel around the walls for a light switch. "Damn it Tony, he probably made this closet specially for this purpose. There's no light," he grumbles, sounding frustrated.

Your heart beating a million times a minute, you slowly reach out and put your hand on his chest. Is his heart beating this fast because of the dark? Or because of me?

"Y/n? What are you doing?" He sounds more nervous than confused, but it still makes you wonder if you misread the situation. You immediately back away a few steps and promptly hit a wall. You can't see anything, and you're not sure what Bucky's expression is.

"I-I'm sorry, I just thought- I mean- never mind, it was a mistake." You look down, feeling awkward as hell. You can't hear anything over the sound of your heartbeat in your ears. You sense a presence in front of you, and look up just in time for Bucky's lips to meet yours.

Startled, you jerk away and hit your head on the wall. "OW! Agh, sorry, Bucky, I didn't mean to-"

"I did."

"I'm sorry what?"

"I meant to kiss you, Y/n. You have no idea how long I've been waiting to do that."

"Well, in that case, why don't you do it again?" you ask, your voice barely a whisper.

He doesn't answer, only leans down again. He puts his right hand on your waist, leaning into you. When your lips meet, you sigh in happiness. It feels so...perfect. You stay like that for a few moments, lips slowly moving in sync, before he pulls away.

"Wow."

"That was-"

"Amazing," he finishes with a slight laugh. "You have no idea-"

"How long you've been waiting to do that? Oh, believe me, Buck, I know better than you," you giggle, relieved.

He goes to put his hand on your cheek, but it's dark, and his hand somehow ends up on your throat, making you gasp and grab his wrist. Holy shit holy shit holy shit is this actually happening or am I dreaming again? Oh please don't let this be another dream-

Bucky realizes where his hand is and tries to pull it away, but your hands on his wrist keep him from moving it.

"Oh god, I'm sorry doll, I truly didn't mean to, I understand if you want to stop everything right now, that was completely an accident! I'm sor-"

"Bucky?" you say breathlessly, your heart somehow going even faster.

"Y-yeah doll?" He sounds slightly nervous, but also...aroused? Oh hell yeah.

"What if- what if I don't want you to stop?" you breathed out, looking up at where he must be.

"Are you sure about this, doll? I don't want to hurt you." He sounded like he was holding himself back from something.

"Bucky, please," you whined, desperate for something to happen.

That seemed to wipe away any doubts he had, and he tightened his grip on your throat, slightly cutting off your air supply. He kissed you, hard, as your hands went up to tangle in his beautiful hair. He allowed it for a while, then suddenly broke away.

"Bucky- wha-"

"I wouldn't say anything if I were you, doll," he said quietly, almost menacingly.

"But why-"

"Because I fucking said so, that's why. Now I'm gonna have to do this," he growled in your ear. You shivered in anticipation. My god, his voice alone could make me orgasm right now-

You were jerked out of your thoughts when, quick as a flash, he grabbed your hands and pinned them above your head with his right hand. His metal hand went back to your neck.

"Now, you better not say anything, got it doll? I'm the one in charge here, I'm gonna have you all to myself for the next 3 minutes and I intend to use them accordingly," he whispered in your ear, his gravelly voice making you squirm. You wanted him so badly.

He started kissing you again, and your body took over. You ground your hips against his. He moaned into your mouth, the sound turning you one even more. Without even thinking about it, you moaned his name into the kiss. A second later you realized what you'd done, but it was too late. He pulled away and let your arms go, although he kept his metal hand loosely around your throat as a reminder of what he could do to you.

"Doll, what did I say? That's right, I told you not to say anything. I'm not going to do anything just yet, because our time is almost up. But you can bet your ass you're going to pay for that." He sounded almost amused by your little outburst, as if he knew it was going to happen.

"So what are you going to do now?" you asked, feeling more confident. That was a mistake. His hand tightened around your throat again and he pushed you against the wall, kissing you roughly. You moaned again and melted into the kiss, hands again going into his hair.

You were so lost in Bucky and how well he kissed that you barely noticed when the closet door was thrown open and light flooded over both of you. It was only Tony yelling "GODDAMN GET A ROOM!" that made you two jump apart.

Steve was blushing at having witnessed something so intimate, and Natasha was covering Peter's eyes. She caught your eye and winked. Oh man, I am never gonna live this down.

Then you looked at Bucky and realized that maybe it wasn't such a bad thing.

You walked back into the main room, blushing like crazy. You sat back down next to Bucky, not looking at him.

As Tony pulled out a gun and smirked at Natasha, who rolled her eyes, Bucky leaned down and whispered in your ear.

"We'll finish this tonight in my room."

A/N: I'm trying to update a bunch cause I went such a long time without updating, I'm gonna try more I promise!! I know this one kinda sucks, I'm so sorry because I wanted to make a good one for Bucky but I'm not back into my groove yet.
💜💜Leora