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Bucky swirled a hand in the bath, a slick of lavender and sandalwood bath oil making rainbow patterns in the water.
"Water's perfect, hot enough to cook us, just how you like it, Babydoll." He smiled softly and held his hand out, tugging you in by the tie on your silky robe.
"You spoil me," you smiled back, allowing him to slowly untie the bow. The black silk slipped easily between his fingers and then fell off your shoulders and down your back in one long ribbon.
"How could I do anything else." Bucky's hands stayed on your waist, applying the smallest pressure, grounding you both in the moment. "You're so beautiful." His hands began to stray higher, curling around your back and drawing you in, but his eyes remained trained on you.
Bucky kept his left hand on your lower back, cooling your warm skin, and let the other fall down between your legs where your combined arousal leaked slowly, "such a good girl for me."
You trembled in his gasp, each touch a reminder of the evening, passionate and pleasurable as always, leaving you soft and pliant. Naked now, save for the little gold pendant collar that hung between your breasts, you felt completely at peace.
You stayed like that for a moment, basking in each other's bodywarmth, skin to skin. Bucky's hand toyed with your pendant collar and you let your fingers dance over his dog tags before tangling your fingers in the thing chain and tugging gently, asking for a kiss.
"Yes, Sarge." You nodded, lips brushing his, head still floating in that soft cosy space that his commands led you to, you opened your mouth slightly and he slipped a sticky finger between your lips.
Bucky grinned, "a good girl, but a dirty girl." He said, firmly, smirking like the cat who quite literally got the cream, "time to get you cleaned up. I got us some treats too." He dropped his own robe to the floor and stepped into the steaming water before helping you in too.
The water settled around you both as you lay back against Bucky's chest, his body was a firm plane beneath you, a comforting presence, his strong arms felt like the perfect protection when he wrapped them around you. A contrast to the softness of his kisses up and down your neck and shoulder.
"Are you hungry, Babydoll?" He whispered behind your ear, ticklish and soft.
"Yes, Sarge." You nodded, leaning your head on his shoulder to better see the sharp cut of his jaw, covered with the day's stubble, and you shivered at the memory of that same stubble burning between your legs as he'd worshipped you earlier, working you into a frenzy of writhing and begging.
Bucky held a square of dark chocolate between his metal fingers, keeping it cool so you could enjoy the first bitter bite. It was deliciously rich, melting on your tongue. Bucky watched you with an indulgent smile, "good?"
"Delicious, please can I have another piece?" You batted your eyelashes and he held out another square, kissing the side of your head as you ate it slowly.
"Of course you can, Babydoll, my good girl can have anything she wants." He said it decisively and then slipped lower in the water, leaning his head back against the side of the large tub.
"Thank you," you whispered, tangling your fingers together and bringing them up to rest against your chest.
"What for?" He whispered back, enjoying the quiet moment.
"For taking such good care of me." You turned back and kissed his cheek, earning another quirk of his lips. You loved seeing him smile, would do anything for the secret little admissions of happiness that he showed you and so you kissed him again, catching his lips and letting his hands settle on your hips as you both soaked in the soothing water.
"I enjoy taking care of you," Bucky whispered back, eyes still closed. "Would do anything you need me to, anything you wanted me to."
"Hmm -" you played with his fingers, watching the metal whir as you curled your own hand around his and then carefully pushed them open.
"You know, if you just ask me…I'll probably say yes." Bucky said carefully.
"What?"
Bucky nudged you gently with his leg.
"Sorry, what is it, sarge?"
"Whatever it is you're thinking about, just ask me."
"I was just thinking, maybe, we could try…some new stuff?" You closed your eyes, sinking deeper into the bubbles.
Bucky ran his hands up and down your sides, fingers gentle and soothing as they trailed lower and higher at each pass until his fingertips were dipping between your legs and making your pulse quicken.
"I meant it when I said anything, Babydoll, I want you to feel pleasure and I can't imagine something you would ask me to do would be a hard no."
You spluttered a laugh, "I know you're right, most guys would — well, most guys would be the one asking."
Your whole body was on fire, why couldn't you just say it.
One of Bucky's hands came to rest between your legs, cupping you firmly, nothing overtly sexual but definitely possessive. The other hand slid up between your breasts and around your neck, the vibranium slick as usual but hot from the water.
"Tell me, Babydoll, tell me what you want." He whispered straight into your ear sending electric shocks up and down your spine, your legs clenching around his arm.
"I wanna try anal." You rushed the words out, squeezing your eyes shut with embarrassment.
"Anal." Bucky said quietly.
"Yeah it's —"
"I know, Doll, I know." He kissed your cheek.
"Thank you for telling me, you're a good girl —" another kiss. "We can try whatever you like, I'll do some research, make sure it's good for you. Then we can try it."
"Are you sure?" You wondered if sometimes Bucky did things you were interested in just because — because despite how your relationship appeared you had a lot more control and power than others thought.
"Am I sure? Of course I am. I can't wait to fill all of your beautiful little holes, Babydoll." Bucky's voice had dropped low again and you felt the tell-tale nudge of his cock thickening behind you along with his fingers between your legs.. "Have you done this with anyone else before?"
He let a finger stray, dipping between your cheeks, the slighest pressure against your hole. Your entire body was alight at just his simple touch.
"No, Sarge, just you." You breathed and his cock twitched again. He held you close, letting the head of his cock push down between your legs.
"Fuck — Babydoll, I can't wait."