Stucky One Shots

First Time

Okay. You guys ready? I'm ready. Before I forget:

WARNING. THIS STORY CONTAINS SMUT. I don't know how intense it will be, but it will be there, so whoever does not read that sort of thing, Do Not Read This Chapter.

Everyone else, full steam ahead, let's do this thing.

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Bucky was no stranger to, as Steve would say, "fondueing". Back in the forties he was a handsome guy, and had gotten with a few girls. (Some boys, too. They didn't reach his standards though)

He had liked Steve, of course, but obviously they could never do anything about it because Bucky died, they grew older, and were both lost until 2018 when they finally, finally got back together.

Now they had time. They were in a relationship, had been for years really, but tonight? Tonight would solidify it.

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"You sure you wanna do this, Stevie?" Bucky closes the door behind him and tilts his head. Steve takes a breath and rests his hands on his hips.

"I do."

Bucky smiles at him and Steve puts his trust in him. "Okay."

Steve eyes him as the latter strips, and he hastily follows suit. Steve lets Bucky push him down onto the bed, as he ignores the fact that Steve had left his boxers on. He could work with that. Bucky straddles him, his hands resting on his chest. Steve stares wide-eyed up at him, wondering what he's supposed to do now.

(Here we go lads)

He allows his brunet partner to lead, which Bucky was planning to do anyway. He goes slow, kissing and leaving a trail of bruises down Steve's body as he inches down. Steve shifts on the bed, his eyes slipping closed as he tries to focus. Bucky was so warm, so gentle, and he almost couldn't believe that this was happening.

"Is this okay?" Bucky kisses slowly and Steve takes a quiet breath and cracks a smile.

"Yeah."

Steve shivers at the feel of him and shifts again, catching his breath as Bucky edges downwards.

Bucky watches him out of the corner of his eye as he slowly pulls his briefs down. He takes him in his mouth and waits for Steve to get used to the feeling before going slow.

Instantly, Steve's rolling his hips with the movement, squirming under Bucky's hold. Bucky holds his hips down and Steve attempts to arch up again.

"Ah-ah," Bucky warns softly, lifting his head and looking at him under his lashes. That doesn't help Steve's circumstance, and he silently, mentally curses Bucky for teasing him. Bucky goes painfully slower, then moves again and presses bruises to his hips.

"Buck -- " Steve whimpers and Bucky takes him again, his head bobbing with the movement. Steve grabs fistfuls of the sheets and tries not to move too much. Bucky grazes his teeth along the bottom and Steve keens, melting underneath him with a moan that's beautiful to Bucky's ears.

It was almost... amusing in a way, to Bucky, as he was able to get Steve so undone with such simple movements. Knowing that Steve was breathless and bothered because of him gave him a sense of pride he'd never expected. Any time he could make Steve happy was good enough for him.

Bucky slowly pulls away and the blond bites his lip, inwardly whining at the loss of contact. "You're so gorgeous, baby doll," Bucky murmurs as he hovers over him, fingers stroking him gently. Steve stares up at him, his pupils already blown wide with lust. "Look at you."