The mission you and Bucky are getting ready for is simple. Head into the Casino, and play Poker until you win, as the winning prize is a stolen S.H.I.E.L.D file full of information that can topple down the organisation.
*Hence why you and Bucky desperately need to win.*
Bucky, wearing a tuxedo, waits on the sofa for you, polishing his metal hand, “Doll, you doin’ okay?” He calls.
You come out of the bedroom, your heels faintly clicking on the floor. Bucky looks up, his breath hitching and heart leaping at the sight of you.
You’re clad in a black backless v plunge halter neck maxi dress with side split, your thigh holster where your gun sits hidden underneath. Your hair is curled, and your makeup is light, but sparkly.
“What do you think?” You ask, a faint rosy hue tinting your cheeks as Bucky looks at you with heart-eyes.
Bucky stands up, heading towards you and resting his hands on your hips while leaning in close, “I think… I’m gonna have to fight a lot of men off you tonight.” His voice is low and husky, pressing a kiss to your lips.
After pulling away, he twirls a strand of your silky hair around his metal finger, admiring you as if you’re Aphrodite’s creation, “You’re breathtaking, doll.”
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