[Captain America] Don't force me to grab a man with you

This is the story after the S.H.I.E.L.D. aircraft carrier was shot down and the Winter Soldier lost track again.

For Captain America, the later days are a long-term mission-to wake up Bucky's memory.

For Ingrid, it was a wonderful time for two people to get along.

Ingrid was like a hound fighting on the front line. After the S.H.I.E.L.D. aircraft carrier crashed, she found Bucky almost immediately, and then took him away from the comatose captain.

After that, Steve will always receive different styles of letters from different mail addresses at a certain period of time.

Ingrid used the anti-reconnaissance knowledge she had learned to the extreme, especially during the period when S.H.I.E.L.D. began to clean up internally. She took away all the information about herself and the Winter Soldier and disappeared into the vast crowd.

"Can't you give me some definite clues? You know I'll find you and Bucky sooner or later."

Later, every time he answered a call from an unknown number, Steve was too lazy to turn on the signal tracker, and complained non-stop to the other end of the phone.

"Of course I know this. What you focus on is finding the ending of the Winter Soldier. What I focus on is the process of getting along with Bucky. So properly extending this time will have no effect on the ending."

A woman's cheerful laughter came from the microphone.

"Okay, what do you want to do?"

Steve compromised.

"Do what a woman wants to do."

Ingrid, who was on the phone on the other side, was actually not in a good mood.

I don't know if the follow-up brainwashing work is carried out too frequently, or the body has been dormant for too long. The Winter Soldier will not resist her approach, but at the same time, he has not expressed his familiarity with her approach.

It turned out to be like a cat.

The first time you call his name, he may look at you, and then call his name again, and he will not respond to it again.

Ingrid was entangled in this, and would rescue Steve, who fell into the water together, and drag him to the shore, indicating that some of Bucky's memories remained, but there was no movement similar to Bucky's behavior.

As the Winter Soldier, he will not pounce on him like he did decades ago, sticking to his body and rubbing against him.

"I'm so lonely, I feel so lonely that I want to die!"

"I want to rub, I want physical contact, I want to touch his hot skin!"

"I want to kiss him, I want to touch his belly, I want to do it!"

Of course, these are not words that can be said.

Ingrid did the same.

On the night of NO.14 in February, I cooked a big pot of chocolate, took off my clean clothes and tied a pink bow.

"Come do something comfortable with me."

While whistling into the ears hidden in the hair, while wrapping his hands around his head, the whole body was attached to his body.

However, in the dim light, those blue eyes, which looked like cats, just stared straight at her, sweeping her whole body with a strange meaning.

A basin of cold water was poured down her head, completely extinguishing her enthusiasm and passion.

Then Ingrid, who was naked and blew the cold wind for a long time.

The next day, as expected, he developed a high fever.

"Didn't you say that the body will be much stronger after taking the serum? Why... how did you get a high fever..."

Ingrid, whose face was flushed, writhed uncomfortably on the bed. The Winter Soldier took a look at Ingrid, who was ill and had a temper tantrum, pulled out the quilt and rolled her up tightly, and put her back tightly. In the end, it was completely wrapped up.

"At this time...you don't even want to coax me."

Originally, my head hurt like being pricked by countless needles, but I couldn't help but think of the days I spent alone for decades, and I felt sour.

Then 'wow', Ingrid cried.

When a sick person starts to mess around, he doesn't care what the people around him are thinking.

Ingrid is like that.

Sobbing tears flowed all over his face, hiccupping and accusing Bucky of not being around, how hard and uncomfortable he was living, crying and rolling on the bed.

"That's enough, it's time to take the medicine."

The Winter Soldier's knees pressed directly against the edge of the quilt, stopping Ingrid from rolling on the bed with ease.

"You...you actually spoke to me in such a tone...I...uh..."

Kissing that chattering mouth, the world finally quieted down.

"Can you sit up by yourself?"

"Um···"

Ingrid, who didn't know whether it was a fever or a blushing blushing, sat up from the bed obediently holding the quilt.

"Take these pills... then drink water... drink them all... no, drink them all!"

"Then I want you to kiss me again!"

Ingrid, flushed, pouted at him.

The Winter Soldier frowned, and kissed lightly on the pursed lips.

"Okay, let's finish drinking now."

Satisfied, Ingrid obediently drank the rest of the water, and lay back following the actions of the Winter Soldier.

"Don't move, after you wake up, you won't have a headache anymore."

The rarely soft Winter Soldier wrapped the quilt thrown aside tightly around Ingrid's body.

"Now, close your eyes, I won't leave your side..."

Ingrid finally closed her eyes reluctantly.

Looking at the sleeping face, the Winter Soldier stretched out his hand as if trying to brush the hair off her face, but in the end, as if thinking of something, he withdrew his hand and stood aside.

Just now he withdrew his finger that was pulling the quilt, and a small strand of feathers floated in mid-air.

Then he looked at his fingers and frowned tightly.

Since the disintegration of the Soviet Union was discovered by Hydra, his body has undergone a second transformation.

This time the scope of the transformation was wider, it was no longer just that arm, it had spread to his body.

He could feel that aliveness in his body, but all the same.

The Winter Soldier tried to pick up a shot glass beside him.

As long as you don't pay attention, the glass in your hand will be pinched and shattered.

He turned his head and looked back at Ingrid.

□□The fair skin on the outside looks extremely fragile, just lightly touch it, maybe it will be pinched and shattered.

On the night of Valentine's Day, when Ingrid approached, his whole body stiffened, and the arm hanging behind her back also slowly fell down after some hesitation.

"I hate this life, really! He's always avoiding me."

Ingrid picked up Steve's call.

"Is this another activity after you sent me postcards at a fixed time every month? I remember you were giving me psychological counseling not long ago..."

"Enough, stop teasing me."

Ingrid rolled her eyes.

"Perhaps you need to talk about it."

talk?

I took off all my clothes and pounced on him, but he didn't respond, how can we talk about it! ! !

After hanging up the phone, Ingrid sighed.

Walking out of the room, the Winter Soldier sat on the sofa outside with a blank expression. After seeing Ingrid walking out, he looked at her silently.

"You... seem happy?"

"happy?"

Ingrid thought about it, and every time she talked with Steve on the phone and narrated her inner troubles, she would indeed feel completely relaxed.

"Happiness shouldn't be mentioned, to be precise, it should be..."

Ingrid couldn't say the rest.

It felt like the world in front of her had turned in a circle, and in the next second she was already pressed on the sofa.

"Wait... What's wrong with you...?"

The man pressed her hands, buried his head in the hollow of her neck, and the hot breath from his breath hit her neck, and goose bumps suddenly appeared.

"You seem to have been talking to him on the phone...and writing letters..."

"Yes, tell him your recent overview regularly." Ingrid, who realized that the Winter Soldier was jealous, laughed, "After your memory recovers, you will find that you know him, by the way, you guys We've met before..."

"But yes I do not know now."

The Winter Soldier raised his head, stared at her, and said to her one word at a time.

A serious look Ingrid had never seen before.

"I don't care what kind of person I was before, and I don't care where I will go in the future, but now you take the initiative to accompany me, and you send me to the door again, so don't even think about leaving me again, the same, you Don't even think about having other men by your side..."

As he spoke, he ruthlessly tore off the clothes on his upper body.

"Otherwise, I'll fuck you!"

Shocked by the Winter Soldier's words, Ingrid's eyes widened, and after understanding the meaning of his words, she slowly opened her arms around his neck, her legs around his waist, and her fingers on the Spinning on the back.

He whispered in his ear with a smile.

"Okay...fuck me..."

Love is such a thing...