AN: So this is an idea I found off Pinterest. It might've been done already but I elaborated on the concept so I don't believe I stole anyone's work. (Just the idea for the one-shot) but if I have please notify me and I'll get to work rewriting immediately! Enjoy!
Steve's POV
I woke up today before Bucky for once. So, as stealthily as possible, I try to sneak out if our room without waking him or anyone else in the tower up.
I get to the kitchen and begin making my morning coffee.
"You didn't think you could sneak away from me that easily, did ya punk?" I hear Bucky's voice say from behind me as his arms wrap around my waist.
I smile at this. I loved just letting him hold me. If I could, I would stay wrapped up in his comforting embrace forever.
I lean back into him and catch his familiar cinnamon and faint outdoors scent. "Just trying to let you catch up on your sleep, jerk," I reply softly.
Forgetting my coffee, I squirm around in his arms where we're face to face. Bucky grazes my ear with his lips in a light kiss and starts whispering in Russian. He pulls my face to his and locks our lips in a passionate kiss.
As always, I practically melt when he speaks Russian. The language is just so beautiful... and hearing it come from Buck's sexy mouth just makes me weak in the knees.
"God, Buck," I moan loudly, "I fucking love it when you speak Russian."
I feel the his smile against my neck as he starts trailing kisses down it. Bucky's started nibbling and biting at different spots, and I can feel they're going to leave marks.
Bucky grabs my thighs, and I wrap my arms around his neck as he lifts me onto the kitchen counter. He tugs a bit at my lips, and I consent and wrap my legs around his muscly lower torso.
"Well... that's good to know," Bucky growls out. His hands travel all over my body and under my loose shirt as he starts to whisper to me in Russian again. The lust in his voice is apparent as it has dropped a few octaves. Bucky's hands move to rid me of my shirt, and I mimic the movement on him so his taut stomach is now visible. I let out a loud moan as he hits a sensitive spot on my neck, and at that, his hands travel down to the waistband of my boxers. He still whispering foreign words between kisses and bites which only turns me on so much more. I can already feel myself growing hard.
"Ahem!" we hear someone clear their throat, and I quickly push Bucky off of me and jump off the counter.
Blushing furiously, I notice Nat standing in the doorway sipping a coffee. Unable to meet her eyes, I glance over at Bucky who has a smug smirk on his face.
I can hear the sass in Nat's tone as she says, "Were you really asking Steve to marry you? Really? Here?"
The smirk falls immediately from Buck's face.
I gasp loudly and turn toward a a now red-faced Bucky. He's dropped his long hair in front of his face so he won't have to meet my eyes.
I really just thought he was saying a lot of dirty things... but he asked me to marry him?! That's totally cheating. Saying that in a language I can't understand.
"Buck?" I whisper softly.
Bucky finally looks up to meet my eyes and smiles sheepishly. He grabs my hand and leads me out of the kitchen. He made sure, however to give Nat a hard shove as we left.
Buck took me back to our room and pulled out a small box from his nightstand.
I was absolutely giddy as he held my hand and got down on one knee, "I wanted this moment to be perfect. Cheesy, I know, but you deserve nothing less, punk. I could never figure the right timing though, Stevie... I bought this ring quite a while ago," he let out a soft chuckle, "it was the day I shipped out. I buried it though. I didn't want to give you it and then I never come back. I told myself though, that the moment the war was over and I got back. I was gonna make you mine, and I, yours. When you saved me from Hydra, I went and dug it up because I knew, no matter what, I wasn't gonna lose you again. Stevie, I've been in love with you for as long as I can remember. You were always my happiness and I know... even if you say no, that you always will be. But Steve Rogers, will you do me the great honor of becoming my husband?"
A huge smile takes over my face, and I can feel tears welling up at his sweet speech, "God, yes Buck. I love you more than anything. I fucking took down Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D. just for you. So that you would be okay. I love you more than I could ever put in words. So yes absolutely yes. There's no question about it."
Buck grinned his beautiful smile and slipped the silver ring on my finger. He stood and wrapped me in his arms. And planted a loving kiss on my lips.
"I love you too, punk. More than anything."
I smile and kiss back happily. I pull back afterwards though. So I can better examine the ring.
It was a beautiful silver with two stars on either side of the cursive engraving. It was the one from my shield and the other was the star from Buck's uniform.
I pull the ring closer to me so I can read the words.
"Till the end of the line."
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All My Marvel Ships
FanfictionThis is going to be a book of one-shots with all my millions of Marvel ships. Including: Steve X Bucky, Spider-Man X Deadpool, Charles X Erik, Gambit X Rogue, Clint X Natasha, Darcy X Loki, and maybe more ;) (not my art for the cover... creds to who...