"Unrelenting Possession"

Prompt: When the party started slowing down, Viv started heading back up and through the large compound, the noise slowly getting softer as she went back to her room. What she didn't know was that Bucky was following her, staying far enough behind for her not to notice him. But as she started to open her door and go through, Bucky came up behind her, pushed her against the wall and locked the door, holding her in place. and then this happens: Predatory Energy: As soon as the door locks, Bucky cages her against the wall. His body presses into hers, unrelenting, and there’s no escape. His eyes are dark, burning with equal parts fury and desire. “You think you can just show up and pretend like nothing happened?” His voice is low, dangerous. Every word drips with venom, but his breath is hot against her neck, and she can feel the way his chest rises and falls against hers. He grips her chin, forcing her to look at him. His fingers dig into her jaw — not enough to hurt, but enough to make her pulse race. “Do you know what you did to me?” he growls, his metal hand slamming into the wall beside her head, making her flinch. The space between them is suffocating. His breath fans across her lips, and she swears she can feel his heartbeat pounding through his chest — or maybe it’s hers. He’s so close it’s dizzying, and the heat radiating off him makes her knees weak. He leans in, his lips grazing the shell of her ear. “I should hate you.” The words are a low snarl, but his body betrays him — pressing harder against her, his grip tightening around her waist. Suddenly, his mouth crashes into hers — brutal, punishing, as if he’s trying to silence the memories and drown out the pain. His hands roam possessively, gripping her hips, fingers digging into her skin like he’s claiming her all over again. He pulls away just enough to breathe, their lips barely apart. “You ruined me,” he growls, eyes wild and dark. “And I still want you.” His teeth scrape against her neck, nipping hard enough to make her gasp, and he smirks darkly at the sound. His hand tangles in her hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat. He bites down — hard — marking her as if trying to brand her with his touch. Every kiss feels like punishment. Every touch leaves a bruise. “You want to forget me? Replace me?” he hisses against her skin. “Too bad. I’ll make sure you never forget me. You’re going to remember just how good I feel in you. ” His grip tightens on her waist, pulling her flush against him, their bodies pressed so close there’s no air between them that she doesn’t know what to do.