Weirdest F*cking Friends

Chapter 21- Broken Headboard

WARNINGS: Sexual Content; Smut

Wilson finished his shower and walked out with a towel around his waist. He watched Bucky cooking while putting some clothes on. Bucky must've felt his eyes because he glanced over at him.

"Food's almost done," Bucky said.

"Did you season correctly," Wilson asked.

Bucky huffed out a laugh, knowing what he meant.

"Yes, I did," Bucky said, showing the seasonings he used.

Once Wilson saw the season salt, onion powder, and garlic powder, he smiled proudly.

"I've taught you well, Padawan," Wilson teased, making Bucky roll his eyes.

After making plates, Bucky filled Wilson in on everything that's happened.

"Let me get this straight, Steve is now dating his stalker," Wilson asked, making Bucky nod, "Oh, this is pure gold. I'm writing this down."

Bucky laughed as Wilson actually wrote it down on a sticky note. Wilson also explained everything he's been doing on his own. He also explained that he's working with Wakanda as well.

"Really? I'm a little jealous now," Bucky said, crossing his arms.

"Slowly planning to take the White Fox's spot..."

"White wolf," Bucky corrected.

"It's the same thing," Wilson said.

"No, it's not," Bucky said, shaking his head.

Wilson got up and gathered their plates with a laugh. Bucky eventually got up and hugged him from behind.

"This doesn't feel right."

"How so," Bucky asked, kissing his cheek and neck.

Wilson's movement paused until he finally turned to face Bucky.

"Because you missed," Wilson muttered.

He kissed him roughly while pulling him closer by his belt loops. Bucky felt his hands working him out of his jeans. He grunted as he pushed his back against the wall. Bucky stared in question once his shirt was ripped.

"That wasn't important, right," Wilson teased, knowing he had plenty of Bucky's clothes in the bedroom.

Bucky slowly grinned and kissed his neck while picking him up. He carried him towards the bedroom.

"Put me down, so I can walk..."

"No," Bucky smirked, slapping his ass.

Wilson felt Bucky set him on the bed. He briefly forgot how strong the man was until they were both undressed and the bed was literally rocking.

"Fuck," Wilson breathed, burying his face into the pillow.

Bucky snapped his hips into him sharply. His speech occasionally shifted from English to Russian. Wilson had already came twice from one round. It seemed like Bucky's stamina was barely effected. Finally, his hips stuttered he came.

His words once again came out as Russian as he came down from his sex high. He moved to the side to allow Wilson to catch his breath.

"If my headboard broken, I'm sending you the bill for a new one," Wilson said, making Bucky chuckle.

"I'm doubt it's broken... yet."

Wilson leaned to Bucky.

"You're not done yet, are you," Wilson asked.

"Not even close," Bucky said, kissing his chin.

"Then we better get to work, Sergeant."