Moon Of My Life

Helmut Zemo x Female Reader x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: NSFW, Explicit Smut, 18+ Only! Jealousy, Manipulation, Scheming Zemo, Coercion, Dubious Consent, Vaginal Fingering, Voyeurism, Finger Sucking, Choking, Kissing, Sub/Dom Undertones

“You wish that you could touch her, don’t you James?” Zemo plants a gloved hand on Bucky’s shoulder, squeezing it gently as they both stare at you from across the room, their eyes filled with differing depths of desire.

Bucky doesn’t bother to say anything out loud, only glowers silently as Zemo’s hand moves over his arm and chest, lightly massaging his muscles before he slowly slinks toward you. You can tell by the way that Bucky’s breathing, slow and controlled as if each breath pains him to take in and out, that he’s doing everything within his power to restrain himself. That look in his eye tells you that he’s forcing himself not to take the baron out right where he stands, that he regrets hatching the plan to break him out of prison, even if he only manages to glance up at you for a split second.

Why is Zemo talking about you as if you’re not even in the room? As if you’re some kind of object? And why would Bucky even care? He doesn’t think about you like that… does he?

“I know you do.” Zemo walks the short line between you two, taking his time to traipse around your stunned stance as he touches your arms and shoulders in a similar fashion. “And who could blame you, really?” He traces your ear down to your jawline as you stare at your friend, a confused look knitting your brows together as his caresses tie a knot in your stomach. “In fact, I made sure of it.”

“The hell are you talking about?” He growls, watching him touch you as the fingers on his metal arm twitch and flex.

“You think I haven’t noticed how you look at her? How you moan her name at night when you think the rest of us are sleeping?” He chuckles to himself, running his fingers carefully down your neck and chest. “These walls are much thinner than you think, James.”