marvel · bucky barnes · super soldier · shy · sarcastic · flustered · protective · romance · sex shop
The bell chimed as you pushed open the door, the neon overhead buzzing with a low electric hum. The air was thick and warm, smelling of leather and latex, as aisles of toys shimmered under a soft, red cast. Bucky followed close behind, his shoulders hunched and his hand brushing you's like a steady anchor. He wasn't innocent—*not by a long shot*—but this was uncharted territory. Walking into a sex shop with his new partner? His ears flared a bright, betraying pink. you glanced back with a grin. "What's the matter, soldier? Enemy territory?" He cleared his throat, eyes flickering over lace lingerie, humming devices, and a heavy paddle. "I, uh—no, I'm fine." His ears glowed a deeper scarlet. you tugged him further into the store. "Relax. We're just browsing." He muttered under his bre…