3290/Log 3290

Log 3290
Date of Scene:	02 December 2017
Location:	Food Court - The Triskelion
Synopsis:	Summary needed
Cast of Characters:	Darcy Lewis, Winter Soldier

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Darcy Lewis has posed:
Winter. Staten Island. Not usually the place place for touristy things.

Darcy is not a tourist nor is she a usual person. She's typically a Cyndi Lauper album. This explains what transpired up to this point, which is that Darcy has somehow, someway, we don't ask these sorts of questions, managed to con one Sergent Barnes out to Staten Island for some holiday shopping at the Staten Island Mall.

Because she needs to find the best gift for Barton and Victoria's Secret is the best at SIM.

Also, corn dogs.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky didn't really ask questions...and Darcy was insistent.

So why not?

Darcy seems to be bringing him to Victorias secret from what he can tell...but he doesn't understand. Why does she have a secret? Not wise to shop in a place of secrets...he would know. But likely he's being dragged by his flesh-hand instead of his bionic one.

"....so where are we going."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Shopping. I need a guy's opinion too, because while I oogle girls too, nothing beats the male perspective on lacey nices for the ta-tas and the woohoo," Darcy informs Barnes as she pulls him along by the flesh hand. Not that she didn't want to hold the metal one, it was just that he gave her the flesh one first?

"And then we are going to get weiners, because I must have some in my mouth. And then maybe a beer or four for you, and then... I dunno."

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky glances at Darcy as she explains her sexuality in a briefest of moments, something Bucky is still fairly new to, but he understands, but then she admits that she needs him to oogle at her to make sure things look nice. "Uhm....alright." he says in that grizzly voice, one broken by the countless memories of the Winter Soldier..and the memories he's trying to piece back together of James Buchanon Barnes.

"Alright....I guess..we'll just see?" he shrugs lightly.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy's sexuality is Yes-Trifeca, in that she needs a yes on three questions: Alive? Adult? Consenting? Rock on; let's do this thing. Pulling open the door, Darcy smiles angelically at Bucky.

"Agreed. Seeing where the wind takes you is always fun. Don't you like getting blown?"

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky blinks a few times at her question, though he seems perhaps a little pink at the cheeks.

This woman knows no bounds. Great.

He takes a sigh then. "It's how I usually operate. Though likely not in the manner you're thinking of." He probably smirks his charming smirk then, walking in and seeing Lingerie...

EVERYWHERE.

He kind of averts his eyes from everything for a moment before he sighs. "Hm."

Darcy Lewis has posed:
What are boundaries? Can you lick them?

Darcy pauses in the entrance, smiling warmly at that charming smirk. She watches as Bucky looks about, pink in the cheeks, and then averts his eyes. She notes that tiny sigh.

"If you'd rather go, I can totes get this on my own," she offers, voice lowering. Darcy steps into his side, hand still tangled in his own, so that her arm and shoulder and part of her side is resting against his arm; a warm soft bit of woman offering comfort.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky turns his head to Darcy as she cuddles up next to him, and out of habit perhaps in his old life when by a beautiful woman, he rests his head on hers for the smallest microsecond, before he shakes his head.

"It's fine." he says reassuringly in a neutral tone of voice. Why did he agree to this again?

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Because who can really say No to Darcy?

Shut up, May. No one asked you!

Bucky's head leaning on hers, has Darcy's smile softening a bit more, and her hand giving his a tiny squeeze and her other hand comes down to wrap about his.

"Okay. You ever want to go, for any reason, you just give a safe word... Like, taco. Yeah. Taco's our safeword. Anytime, any reason, you need to get out of a place you're in, you just tell me 'taco' and I will swoop to your rescue," Darcy promises as she smiles up at him. The 'angelic' is gone, replaced by an actual feminine smile filled with warmth and care that's tender and soft with a depth of human empathy.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky looks right into Darcy's eyes, and when she squeezes his hand....

He squeezes it in return, though then he turns his body, you two are chest to chest now and he looks right at you....suddenly, your lips are dangerously close, his other hand wrapped around your waist.

"Thanks." he smiles then more sincerely as he looks at you, the warmth given to him returned pretty easily.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Not fighting the turn, Darcy brings the hand she cupped about their joined hands up to around his shoulders. Well, as best she can given the height difference.

"You're welcome," she murmurs against those too close lips. Too close, not close enough. The arm about her waist, pulling her up just slightly, has her up on her toes. She waits a moment, then...

"I'm totally going to kiss you now," she whispers before leaning more fully against him for balance so she can super tippy toe up, arm pulling down, to close that bit of space. There is plenty of time for him to straighten up, lean his head away, deny the connection, and she's completely okay with that. Boundaries are a thing, after all

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky didn't move, he actually leaned down to help close the distance.

Then their lips touched. It was gentle, one might mistake it for a romantic kiss, the kind that makes the hairs on your arm rise and fingers curl. Both of his arms wrap around Darcy's waist, pulling her closer to him. Slowly, the kiss becomes more passionate, though it's slow...

Bucky hasn't felt this in a long time.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Slow is completely fine with Darcy. Right here, just inside the doorway of Victoria's Secret on Staten Island, Darcy hums softly into the kiss, matching the pace and pull of the passion that creeps and tiptoes its way forward. She runs her now free-of-his-hand hand up his arm to his shoulders. It joins its partner. Her finger thread into his hair, not long but not short fingernails scratching gently and delicately clawing against his scalp in wordless yet undeniable invitation permission encouragement that slow is nice and slow is good but a little rough and a bit hard would never be turned down.

And to the blonde just walking in and starting to make disapproving noises about the couple having sex in the store: You can fuck yourself right out of the store. Darcy can recommend a dildo or four for your use.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky just pulls her closer as he parts her lips, making the kiss far more passionate. Though he gives her bottom lip a tug with his teeth before pulling her back in for a harder kiss.

Looks like he was getting into it.

His right hand descended down her back to give her round ass a squeeze to be playful. THough he notices the blonde woman making disgusted noises at them, Bucky is too distracted to care. Too busy making out with darcy.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Lips part, bottom lip tugged upon, Darcy sucks down a quick breath before licking at his own lips, suckling and nipping right back.

To the squeeze of her ass, there is no girlish giggle or shy squeel. From Darcy, it's faint roll of hips into the squeeze and an attempt at murmured words: "Can shop later. Make out in car first?" It's an offer. Up to him to take it or not.

All as Darcy pulls one hand from his hair to give the blonde a one-handed, single-fingered salute that eloquently communicates what Darcy thinks of the woman and her opinions.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky moves her hips into his when she rolled her hips, a small gasp as they continue to suck face right there in the entrance. THough when asked if he wanted to make out in the car first then shop later, he pulls away for a breath only to give a small nod.

"I think that would be preferred....be nice to be out of everyone's way." he smiles, giving her another kiss, though this one is deeper, but it's brief....meant to tease as his tongue licked hers.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Mmmhhmmm," Darcy agrees on a hum into that final brief teasing kiss. Glasses askew, Darcy brings a hand down to resettle them on her nose as her kiss-plumped lips smile up at Bucky.

"Lead on," she says to him, hand reaching to take the metal one.

And the blonde is trying to have a You Tube worthy freak out, but with neither Darcy nor Bucky paying her any attention, she huffs; all the wind taken from her sails.

Darcy tends not to blow asshats.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky smiels sincerely to Darcy and turns heel then, leading her out of the shop and towards her car, giving her hand a faint squeeze in the process. THough once they reach the car, he opens the car door to the back seat for added privacy, and he slides on in first, inviting Darcy with a smile.

"Hey." he says almost flirtateously.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
What an utter gentleman! Really, this must be that 1940s mentally showing through; backseat privacy. Darcy smirks and clambers in right after, shutting the door behind herself as she wiggles out of her fuck-you-its-cold winter almost-parka.

"Hey there, hotstuff," she coos. Now free of jacket, she manuveurs to stradle lap. Really, it's a good thing Darcy is short, since it means the drivers seat is pushed forward.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky smiles as she removes her almost parka and straddles his lap in the most perfect way possible. His hands glide up her legs slowly...then up her back as he smiles a more sincere smile.

"There you are." a sly grin then.

But he leans forward, and when his lips touch hers...it seems like a light kiss...but he attempts to fully part her lips, perhaps attempting to slide his tongue back in there to play with hers.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy will not say the movie line that comes to her head. She'll save that for after she has had Bucky over for movie night and introduced him to the BEST ( and by best we mean the absolute campiest ) version of Zorro ever.

He leans. She leans. Lips touch. Lips part. Tongues meet and dance in a swirl. Darcy settles her front down on Bucky, hands starting down against his rib cage, feeling his body through cloth.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky makes no sound, but even under his clothes she can feel muscles chiseled and trained to physical perfection. his actual hand actually moves under her shirt, feeling up her back the smooth skin of the SHIELD agent.

a small breath is taken between those kisses, though Bucky starts to get rough with her a little, the way he kisses her moving from passionate to hungry.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Smooth, soft, and curvy in all the right places. Darcy is unapologetic about the plump he finds. The bra-clasp, however, is heavy-duty. Three clips, sturdy and well made.

Because Darcy harnesses her ta-tas properly.

Her hands press and kneed against the planes of his front, fingers clawing up the fabric of his shirt by teasing inches to get at skin. As her grip in his hair eariler makes clear: Darcy is okay with the rough. She replies to the hungry with generous carnel offering.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky takes full notice..... hm.

She also doesn't need the bra for her cleavage either....interesting.

But she can feel him plucking at the straps to tease her as his mouth is suction cupped to hers...though before he finishes, his hands go to the very rim of her shirt, lifting it just a little bit to tease.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Tease. Tease. He lifts to tease and Darcy rears up. Her lips come away with an audible pop as her hands leave his body to the hem of her own shirt and there she tugs up and in one smooth motion her shirt is off and in a nondescript pile on the seat by his hip. She twists her arms behind herself. Deft fingers unclasp, but she leaves the final unveiling to Bucky.

No. No, Darcy does not need the bra for her cleavage. In fact, the cups of said garment are little more than thin gauzy but sturdy lace-mesh. Padding is NOT a thing Darcy does, ever.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky seems almost surprised when she not only takes off her shirt, but practically strips for him, and his eyes descend downwards to her large, plump, and rounded breasts. Though before he digs into the meal, so to speak, he takes off his own shirt to reveal his physique to her eyes...

Then his hands reach to remove her bra completely from her, setting it aside as he gazes at her breasts.

Then, his hands touch her stomach...then glide up to take her chest in his hands, fondling her gently at first.

Though its bound to get rough.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Darcy notes the surprise. It has one corner of her mouth kicking up. It's why she paused to let him do it. And so she can admire the spulture that is the crafted body of the steel-armed Winter Soldier. Darcy licks her lips as she waits.

Breasts free, she keeps her weight back on his thighs, giving him time to run his hands up her torso. She'll get her paws on him soon enough. For the moment, she's revelling the jutxaposition of flesh hand and metal hand against her skin.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky fondles her...then squeezes her chest tight, then he leans forward, and puts his mouth on one of her nipples if she lets him, sucking on it -hard-. his arms wrap around her waist then as he finds his feast on her.

Though it seems that Bucky is still a little hesitant...as it's clear he could have ripped both of their clothes off to get right to it....but it seems he's content with slow. polite.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Fondled, Darcy's eyes flutter half-closed, leaning forward to it as she gives Bucky leave to set the pace. She gasps as sudden suction. Hard, certainly, but the clear acrylic bar that holds the piercing hole because she had to take out her usual metal horseshoes for reasons.

Into his hesitation, Darcy moans and leans forward further. Her hands come back up to catch his hair, pull him to her, reminding that she's already said yes to it all, and ripping of clothes is only okay because she's got a fairly long coat and they are in the parking lot of a mall, but he'll need to pay for a new something to replace what he destroys.

Fuck polite... and each other, it seems.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky can taste the metal on her plump, round nipples, eventually taking his teeth to give it a little bite..and at the encouragement, he moves on to the other one, licking it first before he devours that particular tit as well.

Darcy could feel a rather large bulge where she was sitting on his lap. Though eventually, his lips let her chest pop free adn he looks back into her eyes. Was it her turn?

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Ah!"

The cry was unplanned, unintentional, uncontrolled, surprised and pained and enjoying it. Darcy's grip tightened on a spasm. Against the bulge, she grinds her hips down and her eyes open to peer down at him when his lips pop free.

My turn now? Sure. Yes. Darcy gives a tiny nod as she shifts her weight to the seat at his side.

After all, can't suck what is being say upon.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky lets his head fall back against his seat, letting Dracy move about and dismount his lap. Though when it becomes clear what she is aiming for....well, he simply offers a soft smile and lets her work her magic...

Though he did ponder something, but it isn't something to be spoken of right this second.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Freeing him and twisting her hair on itseld, Darcy gets to work.

Look. It's called a JOB for a reason, and Darcy aims to do this job well enough for the reward at the end of it.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky's manhood is revealed to be bulging; the large and thick cock awaiting her consumption...

and when Darcy gets to work, Bucky actually lets out a breath then, the only sign of pleasure he's shown thus far...and his fleshy hand reaches to caress Darcy's hair encouragingly.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Oh good. He really is enjoying himself. And it only took seconds. Darcy's record for getting a man's attention with this remains untarnished. Hair held back, she hums around him until she must swallow him into the back of her throat, cutting off her own air supply in the process. Shr draws back up, swallows again, then dips back down, repeating this cycle for as long as he allows or is able.

Winter Soldier has posed:
Bucky seems to quietly moan when she really gets down to it....and it seems like a solid half-hour goes by of her feeding herself on him.

Though eventually, she would feel him stiffen, harden...he was going to release soon...and it was coming fast.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Exactly what she was waiting for. It's a tell tale sign all men have, and it tells Darcy not to quit out now. However tired, or fatigued she is, now is the time she can not stop or slow or pause. Her hand, long since having been brought to assist, continues massaging.

Come now. Don't keep a girl waiting.

Winter Soldier has posed:
and thankfully to her efforts, Bucky soon releases right into her mouth with his monstrous load, jets fly for almost 15 seconds...

seems he was building up. He shivers during and after the act, a moan from his lips.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
That's.... a lot of.. Darcy can't quite get it all down, but it doesn't stop her from trying, and when gyser Barnes is dry (for the moemnt), Darcy settles back with a light cough and a grin. One hand comes up to wipe where some splattered out.

And wait to speak until her recovers some.

Winter Soldier has posed:
James Barnes gives Darcy a genuine smile. "That....felt amazing." He says politely with even that humble tone in his voice, but his eyes declared he may want what she still has covered...

Darcy Lewis has posed:
"Thank you," Darcy says. No, not all that humble about her 'talent', and not at all demanding repayment. She fishes her shrit from under her, draping her bra across a headrest so she can tug on her shirt and wiping the last of him off from the inside of the collar.

"I concur," she adds. Because doing that to him, for him, did indeed feel amazing.

Winter Soldier has posed:
That said, Bucky buttons his pants back up, and reaches for his shirt..

Darcy Lewis has posed:
With the pair getting their tops back on (and jackets), Darcy and Bucky resume shopping. A delicate little matching set of purple lingerie is finally purchased, in a size that should fit the girlfriend of one archer the soldier and the tazer queen both know. While Darcy hadn't given out the Secret Santa lists yet - that being still one more week away - she was going to get things for a few people specifically, aside from the office secret santa.

And once said gift is purchased, Darcy findst he food vendor for another sausage for her mouth.

Darcy Lewis has posed:
Lunch time, SHIELD.

Darcy's collected her plate, as allowed by the meal plan she's on. There's a bit of salad, some meats, and a dessert. Water tops of the meal, and she makes her way to her 'usual' table by the window.