Stucky/Evanstan oneshots

Gorgeous jealousy (Stucky: preserum)18+

"No I'm not, Buck!" Steve defended with annoyance hinting his voice, hand reaching up to pinch the bridge of his nose.

"You so are~" The brunet persisted, he was amused by Steve's irritation. He even had that signature cheeky 'Bucky Barnes' grin smothered on his face, his canines showing, white and sharp. But, Steve didn't want to look at that smile and no, not because he was annoyed , surprisingly, but because it was so fucking tantalising, so desirably hot how his lips curled into that smirk.

"'m'not jealous, how many times do I hafta say it?" This time when he spoke, his words were wobbly, almost hesitant as he fought the rapidly growing urge to stare at Bucky's plush lips, which were still mischievous and sly in that smirk.

"The look in your eyes tells me otherwise." Steve was starting to think the brunet was doing it on purpose, deliberately teasing Steve with his undeniable glamour. Making use of that charm he had. "Those eyes, Steve, they're telling me a special someone has been missing their best friend."

"Missing you? Haha, very funny." Steve's heart almost jumped out of his throat. He could almost feel his pulse in his toes, however he only covered it up with sarcasm, eyes darting away from the brown haired boy's as he tried to seem unaffected.

"C'mon, just admit it." Bucky crossed his legs, seeming completely unbothered as he flicked at his nails. "You're jealous 'cause I've been spending more time out with girls."

"Why would I be jealous of that?" The blond questioned, turning away from Bucky because he simply just couldn't handle that smug little look on his perfect face.

"Maybe 'cause they're takin' away quality time you could be spending with ya best friend." The brunet suggested.

"Exactly!" Steve exasperated, forgetting what was even going on in the first place as he placed his head into his hands and Bucky did nothing but watch with a victorious smirk. "I mean, we've known eachother f'countless years 'nd suddenly these damn dames jus' come outa nowhere and steal you away from me and- Oh..."

"Who's the one saying they aren't jealous again?"

"Oh, shut up." Steve gave up, slumping down onto the couch next to Bucky. He drew his hands down his face and let out a loud, stressed groan, throwing his head back in vexation and Bucky couldn't help but take that out of context. So when Steve opened his eyes to find Bucky staring at him like he was a piece of meat, he couldn't help but wonder what Bucky was thinking about.

"Well, if you're so jealous-" The dazzling brunet shuffled closer to Steve, maintaining the ferocious eye contact the entire time. "I know a little somethin' we could do that'd definitely make it up to ya."

The blond's heart was fluttering in his weak, little chest, so hard he though maybe Bucky could hear it considering how thin he was.

"Hmm?" He feigned confusion.

"Y'know, we could have a little fun. Experiment with some things." The brunet was so close that he was almost on top of Steve which forced the blond to look away, hot breaths brushing against his ear. Bucky slowly placed his big hand on Steve small thigh and the blond thought he was going to explode, now realising how touch starved he'd been. "This okay?"

Since Steve's voice didn't want to work, he quickly nodded with wide, shocked eyes and a flushed face, ragged breaths falling from his quivering lips. The boy's hand slowly slid further and further up his thigh, making the smaller boy feel things he didn't even know were possible. Sure, Steve had never had sex but he was almost one hundred and one percent confident that even another person with ten times Bucky's experience would never make him feel as excited as he was now, even just the reminiscence of Bucky's hot breath against his untouched skin was driving him up the wall.