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{Who the hell is B u c k y?} |Descriptive| Bucky/Winter Soldier| {But, I knew h i m.} •You're losing your memory now...•

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@DemoralizedDame -- Stomach growling as if it hadn't been fed in weeks.. Which it most likely could've been, taking a deep breath. He --

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@DemoralizedDame -- turned on his heel to look at Sarah. Eyes pleading for solid food. Even though, his mind was saying that he shouldn't--

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@DemoralizedDame -- ever feel the need to be hungry, here he was. Before he knew it, he pulled on his pants and tied his shoes over his --

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@DemoralizedDame -- socked feet. He took a deep breath before saying, "I can't let you go by yourself.." His voice was gravelly and tired.

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@DemoralizedDame His eyebrows raised at her questions, she didn't want him to be alone. That much could be seen in her eyes, he sighed --

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@DemoralizedDame -- then shook his head. His thoughts were scrambled and he hated it.. James Barnes hated it. The Soldier felt lost --

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@DemoralizedDame -- without nothing but a blank mind. But, he could also see something else, how tight she was holding her legs together.--

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@DemoralizedDame -- Without even thinking, he was smirking and pulling her to him. "First, before we do anything, we have some.. business--

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@DemoralizedDame -- to take care of." His voice was a whisper in her ear. Quickly, he led her to the only piece of bedding he owned. The--

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@DemoralizedDame -- sleeping bag on the floor. He kissed her lips as he pulled down her panties. Fingers moving into her as his own lips--

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@DemoralizedDame -- bit down on her neck, leaving a deep mark. But he didn't care. Right now, he wasn't one for gentleness. After so long--

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@DemoralizedDame -- of not being in control of his mind and actions. When he moved his fingers in and out of her enough that she came, --

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@DemoralizedDame -- he kissed her lips deeply. Sucking on her bottom lip. He might not remember most of his past, but he could remember --

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@DemoralizedDame -- this. Almost as if this was muscle memory. He assumed that he had once been good at this very thing. So, he rolled --

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@DemoralizedDame -- his hips onto her now wetness. Letting her feel how hard he was.. That was when he pulled away to look into her eyes.--

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@DemoralizedDame -- "I don't know how I'm doing this, I don't remember any of it." His voice was still that same graveled tone, tired.