Marvel One Shots

After Sex Kiss (WinterIron)

AFTER SEX KISS: lazy, slow presses. Limbs pressed together, chests heaving. Soft murmurs, fingers trailing down backs, tracing lazy patterns.

''You gotta tell him, man"
"Why" Bucky whined, throwing the covers over his face.
"Uh because it took you three years to ask him out and when he finally said yes you can't just stand him up. So call him" Sam replied, handing him his phone.
"Yes, but it's not a reason to cancel"
"Uh yes, it is. He will understand, so please call him, you'll reschedule"
Bucky growled from under his covers.
"I'll text him"
"No, you call him. Ops, already dialled" Sam said, pulling the covers away from Bucky and handing him his phone. 
Bucky set up, taking the phone and bringing it to his ear.
"Hey Stark" Sam shot him a deadly gaze
"Tony, s'ry" Bucky corrected himself, rolling his eyes.
"Hey James, still up for tonight?"
"Yeah, about that. I'm not really feeling it today. Bad head day, and all"
"Yeah, I get it. Tomorrow night then?"
"I'll let you know"
Bucky closed the call, laying back on the bed.
"You happy now?"
"Very" Sam replied, walking out, before closing the door "I'm staying out tonight, you take care"
Bucky snuggled in his bed and dozed off.

Someone was loudly banging at the door and insistently ringing the bell. Bucky rolled on the bed and fell to the ground, growling. He laid on the floor, hoping that the banging would stop, but it didn't.
Bucky stood up and stumbled to the door, ready to burst out at whoever was at the door. He opened it, revealing Tony with a trail full of take out and a box of beer.
"Uhm hi. I... brought you some food, but if you don't want me here I can just leave, it's really up to you"
Bucky scratched the back of his neck.
"Uh hey, hi. It's ok, come in"
Bucky showed Tony in and closed the door.
"You can put that on the table, I guess"
Tony smiled and put the food down where Bucky told him to and sat in front of him. Bucky shrugged.
"Are you cold? Do you need a sweatshirt?"
Bucky shook his head.
"No- he looked around the room- No, I'm in the mood for the fireplace"
Tony's eyes widened.
"It's Apri- y'know what? Today is about you, we'll light the fireplace"
Bucky chuckled shyly, looking at Tony,  scavenging around the kitchen, trying to find a lighter or some matches.
"There are matches in the cupboard"
Tony opened the cupboard, finding the matches between a pile of mugs and one of glasses. He looked at Bucky with a questioning look.
"Oh c'mon let me be. It makes sense to me"
Tony chuckled and walked to the fireplace to light the fire.
"Here you go" he said when the fire was lit.
Bucky took the trail with the food and walked to Tony, sitting on the floor and dragging Tony down with him.

They ate in silence, scooting closer every once in a while. It didn't bother Tony, having to change plans, nor eating without talking, even though he was desperate to get to know the gorgeous brunet. He understood bad head days, and he knew that if Bucky was anything like him, he wouldn't want to be completely alone, even if it was just to watch the fire burn in the fireplace.
Tony leaned his head against Bucky's shoulder, ready to move back if Bucky asked him to. He felt Bucky's muscles tense under his head and looked at him out of the corner of his eyes, trying to evaluate the situation.
"You can stay there. I like it" Bucky whispered, leaning his head against Tony's and taking Tony's hand in his, massaging small circles on the back.
Then it happened. Somehow Tony ended up in Bucky's lap, snuggled against his chest.
Tony turned, facing Bucky, standing on his knees,  with his legs spread on the sides of Bucky's hips. He put Bucky's hands on his waist and then his arms around Bucky's neck. They brushed their noses together before they made their lips collide. When they parted, they exchanged a lustful look, before jumping back on each other's lips. Tony put his hands on the limb of Bucky's tank top, getting it off and throwing it behind his back. Bucky kicked the empty boxes out of the way, helping Tony to lay on the carpet. Bucky started kissing Tony's neck, then his collarbone, which made him moan, and then he kissed him down the long scar in the middle of his chest. Tony put his hands in Bucky's hair when Bucky started kissing him on the line of his pants. Bucky pulled off his pants and underwear altogether. He stopped for a while to admire the beautiful man laying under him.
After asking him if he was ready, Bucky took his fingers to Tony's mouth, letting him suck on them. Then he prepped Tony, making him moan loudly.
"You sure?" Bucky whispered, putting his point by Tony's entrance.
Tony nodded and Bucky pushed himself in, stopping for a second to let Tony adjust and then he started pounding, hitting his prostate. Tony clenched his arms around Bucky's torso, scratching his back.
Tony moaned loudly in the kiss, pulling Bucky's body closer to his. Bucky's thrusts became slower and sloppier as he came closer to his climax. Tony curved his back when he started seeing small black dots and feeling his toes curl. He moaned Bucky's name, hanging on his back with his nails and released all over his stomach.
Bucky looked at him with a loving smile, left a small peck on Tony's lips and got up to grab a towel to clean Tony up. When he got back, he dragged with him a blanket from the sofa. He wiped the sticky stuff from Tony's belly, earning a few chuckles from him.
He puffed a pillow from the couch and laid on the floor next to Tony, covering them both with the blanket. Tony rolled to Bucky, snuggling against his buff chest. The taller man kissed the top of Tony's head.
"This was...unusual"
"Unusual good or unusual bad?" Bucky asked, gently stroking Tony's hair.
"Oh it's definitely good"
Bucky softly laughed, making Tony's head jolt on his chest. They both looked at each other with a little smile on their lips.
"Y'know, I'm still expecting a date, a real date"
"Oh is it?"
Tony nodded.
"What do you want to do on this real date?"
Tony put on a thinking expression. 
"Definitely dinner. With loads of champagne"
"Oh, I see"
"Mh mh, and maybe even a walk on the beach afterwards"
Bucky laughed, tilting Tony's chis up and pressed their lips together, brushing Tony's with his thumb. He passed his tiptoes over Tony's shoulders and clavicles while Tony caressed the scar tissue around the attachment of Bucky's metal arm, observing the perfect mechanisms and listening to the sounds they made every time Bucky moved.
"The more I look at it,  the more perfect it gets" Tony whispered,  caressing the scarred skin that went from the shoulder almost to the neck.
Bucky looked down at Tony, caressing his hair and kissing his forehead.
"The more I look at you, the more perfect you get"