Deja Vu all over again

[well_assembled]

Haven't we been here before? You thinking you need to put me somewhere, me thinking frankly that your wrong.

I remember it pretty clearly. Oh, know what else I remember? Last time you did it you sent me to a place where I met someone, a nice guy, we got on well and then he killed me. Not what I call fun, and after that the whole place feel down around my ears and became something else. Thanks for being so gracious as to remove me.

Given all that you'll forgive me if your idea of 'finding me a home' like I am some wayward puppy is not setting well.

There are plenty of me out there, and you know how I diverge. So, let's put the issue aside and give you some time to get your senses back, ok?

Comments

[trainwrecked]

*... they haven't been doing any fighting recently, come to think about that. Maybe he's due.*

You know the answer to that one. And... well. You're in need of things you don't quite realize you've been missing for a while. It counts.

[well_assembled]

[She was sort of getting used to the night fighting thing, but she could get into that too. It hadn't always been unpleasant being that close with him. As long as he wasn't trying to kill her of course..]

You always say that, you say I need things. So...this one time I'll give you the chance to show me what it is you think I've been missing.

[trainwrecked]

*... you know, Natasha? Whatever you had in mind?

With that permission, you are getting kissed. Well and thoroughly and warmly kissed.*

[well_assembled]

[Why it even surprised her was a wonder, but this time she didn't fight it. There was a momentary stiffness, but it faded and hesitantly an arm encircled his neck.

It wasn't a kiss she'd been trained to give, but then again she wasn't trying to seduce him either. It was shockingly soft and yielding, completely at odds with how she had always presented herself.]

[trainwrecked]

*And he answers that with more softness, and warmth, and sharing the joy of life that he feels, that he believes in. Right here and just for her. One hand cupping her cheek, the other resting against her hip, only lightly against her, but enough to share body heat.*

[well_assembled]

[So warm, so soft..she tried not to fall into it but..he was so undemanding and easy that she found herself losening up.

The kiss deepened and that hesitant wrap of arms wound tighter holding him to her while fingers softly traced over his back.]

[trainwrecked]

*oh. Ooohh... Bucky could just drown in this. So amazing, so soft without losing a fraction of the strength underneath. Even just this - was closer to exhilaration than many... more involved experiences that he'd had.

Just before he had to interrupt the kiss - for air - he ran the tip of his tongue along her lower lip. Just once, and just that. And when he pulled slightly back, his eyes were bright with joy.*

Hello, beautiful.