I hate you, don't I? - Stucky

*First time

It wasn't even an hour later when Steve was laying on his bed watching a series called new girl when his door opened. He smiled to see Bucky but quickly frowned when he saw the bruise under one of his eyes.

"What happened?!" He asked worriedly.

Bucky just got in the bed beside him and silently cradled the others face.

Steve reached up a tentative hand and brushed beside the bruise on Bucky's face.

"Who did this?" He whispered.

"Rumlow", Bucky replied.

Before Steve could jump up and march down the hall, Bucky held out a hand.

"Don't worry, he looks much worse".

Steve paused for a second before smiling and softly bringing their lips together.

"You didn't have to do that for me".

"I definitely did", smiled Bucky. "I should have done it a long time ago. Now, how are you feeling?"

Steve lay back and stretched with a funny noise before turning back.

"I feel great", he said honestly. "Nothing hurts and the nurse said I can go back to my normal routine from now if I wanted".

At Bucky's worried face, Steve started wiggling around the bed to prove nothing was hurting. "See? Nothing hurts and all bones are still intact".

He suddenly rolled over, trapping Bucky underneath his body and making the man start laughing.

"All perfectly fine", he grinned.

He watched Bucky's wide smile as his head tilted back and he giggled. He waited for Bucky to stop and face him again before lowering his head and kissing him slowly. The man responded immediately with a small sigh.

Bucky brought one hand up to Steve's face, being mindful of his stitches, and the other went to his back, feeling the muscles.

"Could you maybe take this off?" He asked Steve shyly.

The man smirked at that and sat up, straddling Bucky's lap and slowly lifted the shirt over his stomach, then his abs and finally up over his pecs before throwing it to the floor.

Bucky sat up instinctively and pressed their chests together as his hands explored everything. He felt the strong shoulders and ran his palms down his neck before massaging over Steve's muscled pecs with a groan.

"Can I take yours off?" Steve whispered.

Bucky was too entranced with Steve's boobs to say anything so he just nodded and lifted his arms up before quickly going back.
He could feel the mans hands explore his back and gently run his nails over the muscles making Bucky lean into him.

Gently, Steve lifted Bucky's chin and guided their mouths together again. They kissed slow but deep as their hands continued their paths.

Steve may have been bigger, but it wasn't by much. Bucky's muscles could give Steve's a run for their money. He just seemed smaller with his quiet and reserved personality. But here, like this, Steve could see it all. Every muscle so well defined and pressing hot against some part of his body.

He'd started to grind down slowly onto Bucky which made the kiss sloppier until Bucky pulled away panting.

"I want you", he husked out.

Steve stared at him and gave him another quick kiss because he couldn't help it.

"Are you sure?"

Bucky turned his eyes away and bit his lip.