"Okay (Name), you can do this." You say as you start to walk into common room to find Bucky sitting on the couch watching an old documentary played out on the TV in front of him. You had been fighting with yourself on whether or not to tell Bucky you liked him and after a push from Natasha you had decided it was time. So, why wouldn't your legs move? You stand there frozen for a moment before he notices you're there.

"Oh, hey (Name), what's up?" He asks motioning you over to where he was sitting. You take another deep breath forcing yourself to move. Walking over to sit beside him you say, "Can I talk to you about something?"

"Uh, yeah, sure." Bucky replies pausing his documentary. "What's on your mind?"

"I..." you start your throat closing slightly at the possibility that you could be rejected.

"Yeah? You okay?" He asks a concerned look filling his face.

"Yeah, um, just a sec," You start making him give you a smirk. Clearing your throat, you look back into his gorgeous blue eyes and feel the words flow naturally from you lips. "Bucky, I love you." His smirk instantly fades making your heart clench as a wave of regret fills your body.

"(Name)," He starts shifting in his seat to move slightly away from you. "I like you, I do."

"But?" You ask sensing a but in his words.

"I don't like you that way." He says and your eyes fall to your lap as you try not to cry. "I mean you're a great girl, we're friends, I'm sorry if this upsets you."

"No, thanks for telling me. I'm sorry, I just remembered I have a thing I have to help Natasha with." And with that you stand and instantly leave the room. You instantly regretted everything. You wanted to disappear. How could you have been stupid? Clearly you had a misunderstanding about the way he flirted with you and sent you mixed signals. Shaking your head, you decide to push it all out of your mind as you make your way down to the training room. It hadn't been a lie that you had something planned with Natasha, now as you stood on the side of the mat while she sparred with some new recruit you forced yourself to focus on your work.

"Okay, let's take a break. Good job today." Natasha says as you input the last of the details into your tablet. When it's just the two of you she walks over and tapping you on the shoulder asks, "Are you okay?"

"I don't wanna talk about it." You reply not looking up from your records.

"Come on (Name), you can talk to me." Nat pushes making your groan out in annoyance.

"I know, but I don't wanna talk right now. I just wanna work. That's all I'm good for anyway. If I can't do my job properly then what am I even doing here?"

"Wow, okay, what the hell happened with you?" She asks folding her arms over her chest. You are about to snap at her when a video call shows up on your tablet causing you to look down. Noticing the name, you roll your eyes and ignore the call. "Giving whose name that was, I take it that it didn't go well."

"Like I said, I don't wanna talk about it." You reply going to leave only to have Natasha grab your arm and drag you out of the room and into the supply closet. "What the hell Nat?!"

"What exactly did he say to you?" Nat asks a look in her eyes saying she will murder him if he said something bad.

"He just said he didn't like me that way." You reply closing off your emotions. Your childhood had taught you well.

"I call bullshit." Natasha argues taking your tablet from you. You stare at her in confusion for a moment while she taps away until a camera of the common room fills the screen.

"What are you doing?" You ask looking from her face to the tablet screen. She ignores you for a second before she turns the screen to you and places a hand on her hip.

"Just watch." She says an angry look on her face.

"Okay?" You reply grabbing the tablet and looking down at the screen see Bucky still sitting on the couch but now Steve was sitting next to him. "Why do I need to watch this?"

"Shut up and watch the screen." Nat orders her brows furrowed in anger. You knew better than to argue anymore. Letting out a heavy sigh you look at the screen.

"Hey, what's wrong? Your text sounded off." Steve says making you furrow your brow.

"She told me." Bucky answers making you arch an eyebrow.

"Who told you what?" Steve asks not understanding. Bucky's eyes meet his and Steve nods in understanding. "(Name)... well what happened?"

"I told her no." Bucky says making your heart throb as you relive the moment in your mind.

"Of course, you did." Steve concludes shaking his head. "Why, I mean you like her too; so, why lie?" That little piece of information had your mind racing as you wanted to know the answer yourself.

"Cause she's too good for me."

"Come again?"

"You know what I mean. She's too bright and innocent for me. I won't corrupt her. I won't do it Steve." Bucky concludes his jaw clenched.

"Buck, you are not corrupted. Yes, you have done some bad things, but that's not who you are. (Name), she sees the good in you. Why can't you?"

"Steve, I won't change my mind. I mean she's a preacher's daughter. She's never done anything bad in her life. She's too good for me."

Before you can watch more you quickly turn the tablet off a new emotion filling your body. You were honestly pissed off. So what you were a goody two shoes, you'd never had the chance to be yourself. There were a million things you wanted to do; but for fear of what could happen you didn't do it. Letting out a scoff you turn to Natasha and say, "You know what?"

"(Name)..." She says her look turning to worry.

"I'm done being a good girl."

"(Name), don't change yourself for a man." Natasha says and you shake your head.

"I'm not. I'm doing this for me." You reply opening the door of the utility closet and as you step out you fell like a weight had been lifted off your shoulders. You let out a sigh of relief before you call out to FRIDAY, "FRIDAY, tell Steve I'm going out."

"Of course, Miss (Last Name)." FRIDAY replies and you smile.

"(Name), where are you going?" Natasha asks following after you.

"Well, we're going to change. After that, we'll see where the night takes us."

~~~~~

"Captain Rogers, Miss (Name) wanted me to tell that she is going out." FRIDAY calls out into the common room causing both Steve and Bucky to look at each other in a mixture of concern and surprise.

"Did she happen to say where she was going?" Steve asks his brow furrowing.

"No Captain." FRIDAY replies making Bucky jump to his feet.

"Where are you going Buck?" Steve asks standing up to follow his friend.

"I just want to make sure she doesn't do anything stupid." Bucky replies as she makes his way to his room to grab his jacket and ball cap.

"Well, then I'm coming with you."

"Why?"

"To make sure you don't do anything stupid."

~~~~~~~

You smile as you finish curling your hair in the mirror. After leaving the training room you had made your way to your room to change clothes. There was an outfit you had bought recently that you loved but hadn't worn yet. Every time you went to put it on, you would hear you father's words about whores and girls asking for it fill your ears. Not tonight. Tonight, you would wear this outfit and nobody would stop you.

Grabbing the leather pants, you pull them on and after zipping them closed you moved over to the long body mirror to see how they looked. You weren't disappointed. You smile as you twirl around admiring yourself. You look on the bed to see the black deep V-neck halter top and smile. Whipping your hair out of the way you pull the shirt on and then return to the mirror. Thankfully your last mission had you out in the sunshine so our body was perfectly tanned. Pulling your hands up your push your hair off your shoulders and take a once over of yourself.

All that was left was the shoes. Walking over to your closet, you bite your lip as you stare down at the array of tennis shoes and flats. None of which you wanted to wear. Then it hit you. You reach up into the top of your closet and pulling down the giant shoe box, you smile brightly. What your sister had thought of as a gag gift would now come in handy. You set the box on your bed and pulling the lid off, you let out a triumphant chuckle. You pull the black hooker boots out of the box and slip them on your feet. After zipping and buckling them up you return to the mirror.

"Almost done." You say to your reflection before moving to your jewelry box. Grabbing a pair of earrings and a beautiful silver necklace you put them on and then grab your phone. You were ready to get this party started.

You make your way to the lobby where Natasha was waiting only to find that every coworker of yours was frozen in place at your appearance. It must have been quite a shock to them to see the girl who usually always dressed conservatively here wearing something so revealing. It made you feel strong. As Natasha's eyes fall on you, a smirk fills her eyes. If she had been worried about your decision that worry was now gone. Your eyes and body language said it all.

"Well don't you look hot." Natasha says when you reach her. "I didn't know you owned anything like that."

"Well you don't know everything about me." You reply making her smirk.

"So, bikes or the vette?" Natasha asks making you smirk devilishly.

"Let's take the Bikes."

~~~~~~~

Bucky couldn't believe what he was looking at. (Name) was all dolled up in an outfit he'd never dreamed she'd wear. (Name) was conservative, she didn't dress like that. Was she acting like this cause he rejected her? He couldn't help but feel that way.

"I didn't know (Name) owned anything like that." Steve announces his eyes focused on the dolled-up beauty.

"Neither did I." Bucky replies staring at her in disbelief.

"She looks good, not that she didn't look good before, but now she looks more confident."

"It doesn't look like her." Bucky replies but he had to admit, she looked like a goddess. Especially whipping in and out of traffic on a motorcycle like she had done so all her life. Maybe he didn't know her like he thought he had. He did know one thing, he wasn't going to let her out of his sight tonight. No telling what might happen to her, or any handsy individual.

~~~~~~

You pulled up outside the club alongside Natasha causing everyone waiting in line, even the bouncers, to stare at the two of you in admiration. You smile as you think to yourself, you could get used to this. "You sure you're up for this?" Natasha double checks as she slips her bike keys into her clutch.

"I have never been more excited about anything in my life." You announce slipping the key into your own clutch before you walk up the bouncers and smile. They were huge and muscular but you didn't care. You were gonna see if this whole flirting hot girl thing worked. "Hey handsome, can you let a girl and her lover inside?" You ask sliding your arm around Natasha's waist. He blushes then nods as he waves the two of you on. "Thank you, sweet cheeks," you add as you lean up to kiss his cheek causing his face to turn bright red. You smile brightly to yourself as you pull Natasha inside with you.

"I cannot believe you did that." Natasha says staring at you in shock.

"I told you Nat, I want to break free." You reply smiling brightly. "I'm ready to have fun. Are you?"

"Within reason." Natasha replies a playful smile on her lips.

"Then let's party!" you yell out making everyone around you hoop and holler in agreement.

"Come on Party girl." Natasha laughs as she pulls you into the club with her.

After what seemed like only a few minutes of partying and drinking alcohol you look down at your phone to see that it was almost midnight and you chuckle. So, this is what they meant by time flies when you're having fun. You couldn't even remember how many drinks you had had but honestly one thing you could do was hold your liquor. All the drinking parties with Stark were to thank for that. You glance around the room to see Natasha sitting down with someone and you narrow your eyes for a better look.

"Son of a bitch!" You exclaim as you realize that she was sitting with both Steve and Bucky. Cocking an eyebrow, you devise a secret plan to fuck with Bucky. If he wasn't going to be with you for his own stupid reasons, it didn't mean you couldn't mess with him. straightening yourself, you glide over to them and upon reaching them look at Nat and fold your arms over your chest feigning anger. "I see you found someone to hang with."

"Don't get upset (Name)." Bucky says as he stands up next to you. You smile inwardly as you step up to him and place a hand on his chest, your eyes meeting his.

"Who said I was upset?" You say putting just enough pressure behind your hand to push him back into his seat where you followed straddling his lap making his eyes widen in surprise. "On the contrary," You continue leaning in to whisper into his ear, "I'm glad you came." You move your hand down his chest to his crotch making his breath catch. Then with a devilish smile on your lips, you pull away from him and standing up say, "Because you brought Steve."

"Wait what?" Bucky starts but it's too late. You grab Steve's hand and drag him out onto the dancefloor behind you. When you are far enough away that Bucky couldn't see or hear you anymore you turn back to Steve and giggle at the confused yet intrigued look on his face.

"You okay?" You yell out over the music making Steve smirk as he leans into close to you ear.

"Me? Are you okay?"

"I'm amazing." You reply making him shake his head but laugh. "Wanna dance Rogers?" You ask and he thinks for a moment before he nods.

"Sure," he confirms making you smile. You hadn't really danced with anyone all night. There had been a couple guys earlier but they had turned out to be to handsy so you quickly made yourself scarce until they lost interest.

"Quick question though," you ask making him lean in closer to you. "Have you ever sexy danced before?"

"Not recently, and I feel like it might have changed since my day." He answers honestly making you smile.

"Then follow my lead." You say as you turn your back to him and leaning into his body let yourself move with the rhythm of the music. His body was stiff at first but after a few moments he started to let himself go and follow along with the beat. Dancing with Steve was intoxicating. His strong hands moved all over your body as if they were mapping the terrain. You smile as you twirl in his arms to face him his hand moving down to your lower back pulling you closer as your bodies press together. You lift your arms up and wrapping them around his neck let your fingers delve into his smooth hair making him let out a hungry growl.

You didn't know what possessed you, whether it had been the music or the moment the two of you were having; but you pull his head down making your lips crash against his. He pauses for a moment in shock before his body takes control making his free hand reach up to grasp the back of your neck deepening the kiss. It was an amazing kiss. One you could have lost yourself in; but it just wasn't the kiss you wanted. You heart clenches as Bucky's image fills your mind making you pull away from Steve.

"Steve, I..."

"No, (Name), that was my fault. I let the moment take me away. I'm sorry. I know you like Buck."

"I am so sorry Steve. Can you excuse me, I think I need a glass of water to wake me up a little." You reply giving Steve a way out so he wouldn't beat himself up.

"Yeah, of course. You want help?" he asks and you smile softly at him as you shake your head.

"Thank you, but no, I got this."

"Okay, I'll head back to the table." He says motioning to where Nat and Bucky were.

"I'll be there in a sec." You conclude before you head over to the bar and order a water. You sit on one of the barstools and let out a heavy sigh as you wait. What the hell did you just do? Why would you do that? How in the hell were you gonna act around all of them now? You run a hand through your hair and let out a groan. Maybe it was time to call it a night. Who knows what other kinds of havoc you could wreck if you didn't.

"Here you go," the bartender says as he sets your water in front of you. You smile thankfully at him before he leaves to takes someone else's orders. You had downed about half of it when someone slide up to the bar next to you. You glance their way to see a guy with what looked like too much product in his hair and a fuckboy attitude. You try not to draw his attention but it was too late.

"Hey, what's up momma?" He asks inching closer to you.

"Seriously? Do I look like your momma?" You ask narrowing your eyes at him.

"No, but you do look like my woman." He adds pressing his crotch against your side his arm slinking behind you back to rest on the back of your chair.

"Okay, first off," You reach out and giving his chest a push say, "Don't touch me. Second, I'm not interested."

"How do you know you're not interested baby, you don't even know me." He continues moving back to where he had been before, this time his hand touches the skin of your bare back.

"I said," You go to push him away again but he doesn't budge, instead his free hand moves to your thigh and your anger rises.

"She said she's not interested." You hear Bucky say and you feel a mixture of relief and concern fill your body.

"Who are you?" Fuckboy asks not moving an inch as he looks Bucky up and down. "Her dad?"

"Oh, wow, seriously?" You interject now shoving Fuckboy away from you. "First off, how fucking dare you." You chastise as you climb off of your chair and stand in between him and Bucky.

"(Name), let's go." Bucky says his eyes filling with rage as he tries to keep his emotions.

"Oh, I'm sorry, you must be her pimp." Fuckboy adds making Bucky freeze in his steps.

"What the fuck did you just say?" Bucky asks rage now radiating off his body making you grip his arm.

"You can't be her boyfriend, I saw her making out with some blonde guy earlier. That must make you her pimp." The rage in Bucky's eyes dissipates momentarily as he looks at you in shock.

"Bucky, I can explain." You say your throat tightening.

"Please tell me you didn't." He asks making you bite your tongue. "No, not him."

"Yeah, see, your girls a hoe!" Fuckboy yells out making you turn to him in anger.

"Even if I was a hoe, I still wouldn't let a fuckboy like you touch me." You state making his face turn red. Without so much as another word, he reaches his hand up to hit you but you quickly move out of the way and using what Natasha had taught you, knock fuckboy out. "I said I wouldn't let you touch me." You say before you turn back to see Bucky staring at you with disappointment and anger in his eyes. You go to open your mouth to continue arguing with him but just shake your head.

Turning away from Bucky, you make your way out of the club and to your bike. You let out a scoff as you decide that you have had enough fun for one night. You were done with being wild. It was time to go home. Little did you know Bucky was close behind you. When you reach your bike, you reach into your clutch to grab your bike keys only to have someone reach around your body and take them from you. You turn to see Bucky standing there and you let out a heavy sigh. "James, give me my keys."

"No, you've been drinking. Come on, I'll walk you home."

"I can take a cab." You reply not wanting to be alone with him.

"(Name), can we talk?" He asks making you look up at him. There was concern in his eyes, but also something else.

"Not if you wanna scold me." You reply folding your arms over your chest.

"As much as I want too, I don't have the right too." Bucky answers making you nod. He motions for you to walk ahead of him and you reluctantly follow. You feel him fall into step beside you and you take a deep breath.

"Buck, I'm sorry," You say stopping in your tracks causing him to do the same. "For kissing Steve, and everything else. I'm also sorry to Steve for putting him in that position. If he was here I'd tell him that."

"What were you thinking (Name)?" He asks anger in his voice.

"You said you weren't going to scold me." You retort folding your arms over your chest.

"Yeah, well, I lied." He retorts making you roll your eyes as you start to walk away from him to the street to hail a cab. "(Name), why him?"

"I don't know what you mean." You retort making him grab your hand and pull you back away from the street.

"Why did you make out with Steve?" He asks making you let out a heavy sigh.

"Why do you care?" You contrast making him narrow his eyes at you. "You told me you didn't like me like I like you, so why do you care who I kiss?" He shakes his head and starts to walk away from you only to have you step out in front of him stopping him in his tracks.

"(Name), move."

"No."

"You don't understand."

"Understand what? That you feel like I'm too good for you. That me being with you will corrupt me in some way." You question making his eyes widen in shock.

"You, you heard what I was saying?" Bucky asks surprise in his eyes.

"Of course I did, and Bucky... you're wrong." You say making him tilt his head at you.

"About what?"

"I'm not too good for you. I'm not that perfect girl you think I am. All my life I've been good, but now..." You pause closing the distance between the two of you until your bodies were touching. Your eyes meet his as you continue, "I'm thinking, what the hell." You reach up and pulling his neck down crash his lips against yours. You feel his arms wrap tightly around you as he brings you in closer to deepen the kiss. Your arms snake around his neck your hands delving into his soft chocolate locks.

Bucky lets his hands roam your body as he lifts one to your hair gripping it tightly; and the metal one down to hold you into place. You lost yourself in his embrace. His tongue dancing with your own causing a hungry moan to leave your lips. Suddenly Bucky pulls away, leaving your mind hazy with want and need. Your bodies still touching he leans his forehead against your own as he grits his teeth. "(Name), I want you; but I'm worried you'll get hurt." He says making you pull your head away from his so your eyes can gaze into his, a soft smile covering your lips.

"Bucky, you could never hurt me. I will say it a million times if I have too." You pause moving your hand to gently cup his cheek your thumb stroking back and for over his heated cheek. "I love you. Bucky. I love you, and I always will. Whatever happens in the future, we will deal with it then; but for now, can I please just have you." You ask making him reach up with his metal hand to cover the hand on his cheek as he leans into your touch.

"Let's go home." He says not answering your question but taking your hand he leads you to the curb where he signals for a cab. You stare at him in confusion not really understanding what he was doing.

"Bucky, I think I'll just walk home." You say trying to pull away from him only to have him pull you back into his arms. His eyes find yours a look of hunger filling them making your legs go weak.

"I need to take you home." He adds his voice deep and gravely from want making you bite your lips in anticipation.

"Oh? And what do you plan to do once we get there?" You ask hoping the answer you thought in your head was right.

"I'll leave that up to you." He says as he brings his lips down onto yours sending a wave of passion throughout your body. Your arms instantly shoot up to wrap around his neck as you deepen the kiss. Bucky's hands snake down to grab your ass making you moan into his mouth. He quickly pulls away as he adds, "But I won't make love to you out here."

"You love me?" You ask happy tears filling your eyes.

"I do, I love you (Name)." He replies before hastily giving your lips a peck. "That's why we need to go home. Right now."