All Grown Up: Green Series 12 (Pre-Serum Omega!Steve x Alpha!Bucky Domestic AU)

Twenty-Three

"C'mon, old man," Steve teased, climbing off Bucky's soft cock and deflated knot. Holding his hand out for his mate, "You wash my back and I'll wash yours."

"Who're ya calling, 'old man?'" Bucky good-humoredly scoffed, climbing off the king size bed.

"I'm relaying the message from your receding hairline to your forehead wrinkles."

"Oh, I see how it is," Bucky chuckled. Mirth glinting in his eyes as he lifted his omega into his strong arms.

"James Buchanan!" Steve gasped, not having expected to be swept off his feet so literally. Reprimanding his husband, "Put me down! You're going to hurt yourself!"

"Nope," Bucky grinned, the joviality returning the youthfulness to his naturally aged features.

"Okay, I get it," Steve sighed as they entered the master bathroom Only half-feigning annoyance, "You can still carry me. Now put me down!"

Playfully rolling his eyes, he shook his head. Instead of setting Steve back down onto his feet though, Bucky leaned in so he could nip at Steve's neck. Despite himself, goosebumps bloomed along Steve's soft, naturally pale-white skin.

Pulling out the big guns before Bucky could hurt himself, the omega argued, "Okay, put me down so I don't get hurt!"

Some of that sincere joy left Bucky, but he finally set Steve down. Never putting his loved ones in harm's way. But especially never Steve.

Once Steve was steady on his feet, Bucky opened the glass shower door so he could reach inside and get it going. While Bucky waited for the water to heat up, Steve removed his hearing aids and his contacts.

Bucky's lips trailed along Steve's slender shoulders and up the back of his neck until the alpha reached the omega's good ear. Keeping his mouth close, he said, "Shower's ready."

Steve smiled and turned to kiss Bucky. Just a quick, chaste kiss. Then, Steve allowed Bucky to guide him over to the shower. Although his eyesight had never been the best, it – like his hearing – wasn't getting any better with age.

When he was finally settled under the spray of the hot water, Steve let out a moan. He couldn't help it, it felt too good. Almost as though all the tension that built up along his crooked spine during the day was able to finally fall away, leaving nothing but contentedness.

What made it all the better was when Bucky soaped up Steve's loofah and started scrubbing him down. Affectionately kissing the places he was going to be washing before he did so. Steve leaned into the tender touch, so thankful time and time again that he had this man in his life.

Twenty-five years. They had made it twenty-five years.

There had been many times when Steve had wished to have met the alpha sooner. Wondering how they would've made it with them being younger. Wondering what it would've been like to have a longer life together.

But just like Bucky had claimed all those years ago: it wouldn't have been the same. They had to be ready.

"We're really lucky, huh?" Steve spoke, turning his head in a request for a kiss.

Bucky's slightly chapped lips pressed against his own as he agreed, "We're very lucky. The luckiest."

Hooking his chin over Steve's slender shoulder, Bucky washed the petite omega's front. Putting in extra care as he laved Steve's once-taut abdomen. The sensation always odd since he never fully recovered from the numbness from his prior surgeries. Not that he could mind much. It was enough to know that Bucky used such care with every part of him. That Bucky would dote on him hand and foot if Steve let him.