Here's the 'm' chapter you've been waiting for ;)

She had been avoiding Bucky all week and the group had noticed the drop in mood from both of them. Paige was on the balcony enjoying the silence and the breeze when Natasha and Christie cornered her. "Okay Paige," Christie began. "Tell us what's going on."

She didn't answer. "Everyone has noticed you and Bucky has been avoiding each other all week so what happened?" Natasha asked. "Did he accidentally hurt you or say something?"

She shook her head. "I was the one who fucked it up." She still couldn't look at her friends. "I kissed him."

"That's good though right?" Christie asked as she touched her friend's arm. "He feels the same way we all know it."

Paige shook her head. "Oh trust me I felt how he felt the same as me." Although the words were joking there was no humour in her face causing concern for the girls.

"What's the problem?" Natasha asked; still very confused as to why they hadn't gotten together yet as the sexual tension was felt every time they were in the same room. "Tell him how you feel I'm sure it's something he'd understand."

"I can't do that." She said, still not making eye contact.

"Why the hell not?!" Christie was beginning to get agitated at her stubbornness.

"How can I tell him that he's all I think about?!" She yelled. "How can I tell him that when he's around I fell there's nothing wrong in the world. He makes me happier than anyone I've ever met. Not only that but he's the first guy I can actually see myself being with." She hit the railing slightly. "Trust me you guys there's nothing more I want than to rip his clothes off and not be seen for a week but I can't burden him with the problems I have."

"Why don't you leave that for me to decide?" She whipped her head around to see Bucky stood behind the girls who also didn't notice his presence.

Paige panicked. "You weren't meant to hear that." She edged her way to the door.

He shook his head. "If you think I'm gonna let you get away after hearing that you're dead wrong."

She made a bolt for the door. "Go get her tiger." Before Natasha had even finished Bucky sped after her.

She didn't make is far before Bucky pinned her against the wall, her hands under his. She was out of breath but he didn't even break a sweat. "Bucky I can't-"

He cut her off with a searing kiss Paige though would burn her. He pushed himself closer to her and she felt her resolve fading at a rapid pace. "There's no way I'm letting you go." He breathed out.

"You deserve better James." She had a stray tear falling down her cheek.

"Look me in the eye and tell me you feel nothing for me." He ordered. She gazed at him wide eyed. "You do that, and I'll let you go."

Her breathing was heavy as she continued to stare him down. "I can't." He didn't need to hear anyone before he crashed his lips against hers. It was clumsy and both had a need to get as close to one another as possible. Her hands clutched at his shirt and he pressed her against the wall. She felt his arousal through his trousers and felt herself also getting hot. "James," She whispered out as he peppered her neck with kisses that were leaving her knees weak. "I want you."

Reason seemed to leave Bucky once he heard that. He lifted her up and she wrapped her legs around his torso as he walked them to his room, never once did he stop kissing her. He kicked the door closed behind them and gently placed her on the bed. "Tell me if you want me to stop." He staggered out as he stroked her face.

She shook her head as she grabbed hold of his shirt. "Don't you dare James." He didn't need to be told twice as his mouth continued his assault of her collarbone as they both kicked off their shoes. "Over dressed." She managed to breathe out.

On cue he knelt up and took off his shirt earning a whimper from her. Her eyes immediately went to the joint where his flesh fused with the metal of his arm. She pulled her legs from under him and knelt in front of him and traced the line before kissing behind and came to his jaw. "You're gonna be the death of me doll." He rasped out. He gripped the bottom of her shirt and raised it above her arms. "But I can deal with such a beautiful death." She giggled before he pushed her gently back on the bed, all the rushed hunger from before had been replaced with a tender passion Paige had not felt in a long time. He unhooked her bra and slid it off her shoulders, but she covered herself with her arms. He traced her arm. "Don't hide yourself." She smiled shyly and allowed him to move her arms out of the way and he gazed at the two mounds he fantasised about for weeks. "Beautiful." Before she could register what was happening his mouth descended on her nipples. He sucked the pink nub as his hand didn't leave the other one unattended. The small mewls his girl was making spurred him on until she was a writhing mess beneath him. In one swift motion he unbuttoned her trousers and slid them off along with her underwear and he stared at the woman beneath him. "Utterly beautiful." He whispered.

She smiled into his fierce kiss and her hands found their way to his belt, she slid her trousers and pants off his hips and he helped kick them off. Her eyes went to his impressive member that was fully erect proudly for her. She tentatively began to stroke his member earning a grunt from his which prompted her to continue. The earlier passion from before resurfaced and the heat between them began to rise. "I don't want to wait anymore." She stared into his ice blue eyes as he lined himself against her.

He looked unsure, waiting for her to give him permission. She nodded and he pushed his hips forward into her causing her to cry out slightly as she adjusted to his size. "So… tight." He managed to breathe out. It had been a while for her so it took only a moment for her to remember what it felt like, she moved her hips to prompt him to start moving. He began to push in and out of her, all the while sucking at her flesh.

"Oh James!" She shouted; it turned him on when she called him by his real name. "Faster!" She ordered, he found he liked it when she was commanding and gladly obliged to her will. His thrusts became erratic and as he felt her walls tighten as she came, she milked him as he climaxed as well before he leaned his weight on his arms so not to crush her under his weight.

They were both out of breath and covered in a sheet of sweat. He pulled out of her and she already missed the feeling of him being so close to her. "That was…" He barely made out.

"A long time coming." She finished as he rolled over onto his back. They smiled lazily at each other and she leaned on his chest. "If I knew that's what I was missing I would have jumped you a lot sooner."

He laughed. "Oh doll, I'm so glad I walked in on your outburst."

She grinned. "Good," She swung her leg over him and straddled him and he immediately felt his body react. "because I'm not done with you yet."