Imagine Trainer!Bucky always correcting everyone’s movements because the only thing he knows is perfection. Every time you do something wrong he asks for your permission to touch you and show you the right move. His touch is feather light, only his fingertips touching your body while he keeps his distance. Every time those light touches makes you feel warmer, even during the heat of the training, so time to time you ask him if your position is right.
After some weeks his touches become a tiny bit more firm, as you keep flirting with him and keep asking for the corrections. After a month when you enter to the gym he stands at the reception, saying the receptionist is sick, so he will prepare your card for you.
In the changing room you meet the actual receptionist, who is not sick at all. Only then you start to think and turn your new card to find Bucky’s handwriting on the back.
‘How about some more extreme positions after a dinner with me tonight?
And your movements are perfect. We both know that.’
You smile and already could feel the stiff muscles caused by those more extreme positions during the night.
Tetralea 