"Wow, this isn't bad, Steve. I guess Captain America doesn't have to bunk with 5 other guys in the barracks, eh?" Bucky sat on the small counter and took a swig of his beer.
"It's fine. It's nice to have my own space, I suppose. Nothing fancy though."
"I'm sure it comes in handy when you're trying to bring dates home."
"Bucky..."
"Oh come on... you're the fucking symbol of freedom and bravery for half the world. You're gonna try to tell me you're still scared to talk to girls?"
"No... I just don't-" Steve's voice trailed off.
"What about any of the chorus girls you toured with? You never got into one of them's fancy striped skirts?" Bucky teased him and Steve rolled his eyes. "Or what about Agent Carter?" Bucky continued. "Now she is smokin' hot. That face and that body and the way she looks at you."
"She's very beautiful, yes. And smart and brave... and still mad at me for kissing some blonde a few weeks ago."
Bucky grinned. "Blonde? Ok.. tell me more. She have a name?"
Steve sighed. "It wasn't like that. She kissed me and that was it. But Peggy saw and now I don't know."
"Ahh, whatever. There's plenty of dames around. I'm sure you could walk out that door and find a hundred girls wanting to suck on that star-spangled dick." He took a long sip and his smile had disappeared. He looked at Steve for a long time. "If that's what you want."
Steve returned his heavy gaze without speaking for a long time. Finally he looked at the ground. "Bucky..."
Bucky looked at his hands. "It's all right, Steve. Ya don't have to say it. I know. Things can't be the way they were back home. We can't..." He took another sip. "Because you're this now and if people knew..." He leapt off the counter and opened the refrigerator for another beer. He leaned inside and felt his friend's hand softly glide along his shoulders.
"No, Buck. That's not what I was going to say." Bucky turned around and looked at Steve. He was standing very close to him and Bucky still couldn't get over the fact that he had to look up to meet his eyes. "Bucky, if you think some chorus girl, or secretary, or even Peggy could ever make me feel the way you do, then you're even dumber than I thought."
Bucky's nostrils flared and he swallowed hard. His lips started to curl into a small smile. He draped his arms around the other man's neck. "Steve..." he breathed out. He tilted his head and planted a kiss on his friend's lips. Steve wrapped his arms around Bucky's waist and pulled him tight against his chest.
"You think you can handle me now?" Steve teased him, breaking the kiss gently.
Bucky laughed softly, running a hand over Steve's bicep and forearm. "I guess I'll find out." He pulled his shirt over his head and Steve did the same. Bucky's eyes widened a little at the other man's impressive chest. "That might take a little getting used to." He smiled and let his fingers explore Steve's muscular abs.
The blonde leaned forward and kissed him again. "Well, you have all night."
Bucky smiled and let his tongue taste the other man's upper lip. "Good. But Steve..."
"Yeah, Buck?"
"I don't care you the fuck you are now, I'm still the top."
Steve smiled devilishly. "Well, I think maybe you need to do whatever your Captain orders you to."
Bucky gripped Steve behind his neck and curled his fingers tight. "Get on the bed."
Steve looked at him with a fire Bucky had never seen before. He deliberately unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants and boxers to the floor. "Get on your knees."
They stared at each other for a few moments, each challenging the other. Bucky broke first. He licked his lips and sank to the floor. He rested his hands on Steve's hips and placed a few wet, sloppy kisses over his friend's swelling cock. Steve's hands sank into Bucky's hair, pushing him gently forward. Bucky ran his tongue over the length of the blonde's shaft, then parted his lips to surround it with his mouth. Steve moaned low, fuck he missed this. Bucky continued to suck him softly, massaging Steve's erection with hardened lips. One hand gripped the base, his thumb stroking the other man's balls while the other hand moved to his friend's backside firmly grasping. 'Jesus', Bucky thought, 'this thing is made of fucking steel'. One finger ventured in between Steve's cheeks and he pushed gently at the other man's opening.
"Oh Bucky..." Steve groaned again and tightened his finger's around the other man's thick, dark locks. Bucky moved his mouth faster now, his lips grew harder and more insistent as he devoured Steve's erection over and over.
"Wait..." Steve stepped back, tenderly placing a hand on Steve's forehead. "Not yet, Buck."
He led his friend to his bed and they laid down next to each other. Steve kissed him fervently and Bucky returned the affection with equal passion. The dark haired man kept running his hands all over the blonde one's enhanced muscles in admiration and lust. "Goddamn, Steve..." he looked up at him and kissed him again. Steve looked at him sheepishly.
"I know...I'm still getting used to all this too."
Bucky took his friend's hand and placed it around his cock. He pushed into the other man's fist as Steve tightened his fingers and began stroking. Bucky let out a soft growl and crushed his mouth against his friend's. Both their bodies strained forward, tongues swiping against each other, their legs intertwined.
"Fuck..." Bucky broke the kiss. "Fuck, Steve. I can't wait anymore." He leaned up and moved to the foot of the bed. Steve rolled onto his stomach and got on all fours. Bucky positioned himself behind him and massaged his friend's ample ass for a moment. "You're a fucking work of art now." He smirked. He spit in his hand and swiped it over his cock. Biting his lower lip, he nudged it against the other man's tight, pink hole. He pushed it in with a long, low groan. "Ohhhhhhh fuuuuck. Oh Fuck, Steve." His friend grit his teeth and hissed out his breath, pushing his sweaty forehead against the pillows. Steve moved his hands to his friend's hips and pulled him back onto him, grunting with pleasure as he filled the other man completely. "UUhhhh....fuck...fuck... yeah." He felt his cock throbbing against the tender flesh of the blonde in front of him and he started thrusting faster. One hand reached around and caressed Steve's manhood. He began stroking him in the same rhythm to his hips slamming against his friend's skin.
"Bucky..." Steve panted out. "Please...please, Buck."
Bucky exhaled sharply and he clenched his jaw. He let himself fuck his friend now with complete abandon, yanking at Steve's hard cock until he felt the man cry out and shudder beneath him. Bucky felt his hand get warm and wet as Steve released into the other man's fist. Bucky gripped his friend's hips tighter and fiercely pumped in and out, his breath coming in short, heavy grunts and his fingers digging deep into Steve's flesh. One final bellow of Steve's name and a roar through gritted teeth and Bucky convulsed his orgasm deep within his friend.
Bucky collapsed onto his back, gasping for breath. Steve laid his head on the other man's chest, draping one arm around him. Bucky instinctively embraced him, the feeling of Steve's hand above his heart instantly calming.
"Just like old times, eh Bucky?" Steve smiled and closed his eyes. Bucky looked down at him. He let his fingers trace along the substantial muscles of Steve's arm and shoulder and smiled softly.
"Not exactly, pal."
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No... Not Without You
FanfictionMy Steve and Bucky stories. Ostensibly one-shots but all part of the same world celebrating the amazing bond between my two favorite super soldiers. Song Rec: "Instinct" by RITUAL