A Place to Fall: Falling Series 1 (skinny!Steve x Bucky Barnes College AU)

Thirty-One

Completely on the bed, Steve crawled up to where the pillows were and climbed under the gray down comforter while Bucky climbed onto the bed. The way that Bucky crawled towards the pillows gave Steve a whole new appreciation and understanding of John Mayer's Your Body Is A Wonderland. If anything, Steve didn't think that he'd ever be able to listen to that song again without thinking of Bucky.

Sliding underneath the comforter next to Steve, Bucky laid on his side, facing the petite blond. So, Steve did the same. It was a small, twin size bed, that probably should've caused more issues than it did. Steve didn't mind though. It meant that he got to be closer to Bucky.

So close that all Steve had to do was bend his knee to feel Bucky's --

As though Bucky was reading Steve's mind, Bucky bent his knee, touching Steve's. Bucky slid his leg along the length of Steve's, caressing it along the way. Delicately, Bucky slipped his foot in between Steve's, effortlessly tangling their legs together.

That alone would have been enough to make Steve done for. But what really did him in was the way that Bucky's eyes appraised him in the darkness. Like Steve was special. Like Steve was the only special thing that Bucky had ever seen.

Bucky lifted his hand, as though he was about to touch Steve, but hesitated. Steve held his breath in anticipation and used every ounce of hope he had to pray that Bucky would touch him. Steve was practically trembling with it as he waited for Bucky to continue his move.

Thankfully, Steve didn't have to wait too long for Bucky to finally -- FINALLY -- set his hand on Steve's jaw where he began stroking Steve's cheek. Steve's lip started to quiver, just slightly. Leaning forward, Steve hoped that Bucky would meet him the rest of the way.

Lastly, their lips met in a gentle press. It was then that Steve realized that their drunken make out couldn't even compare to this kiss. From the moments their lips touched, it was pure electricity, and Steve wanted more. Needed more.

To Steve's delight, it seemed like Bucky did also. Sliding his hand around to the back of Steve's head, Bucky tangled his fingers in Steve's blond hair. Steve grasped onto Bucky's t-shirt, tightly holding onto the fabric, Steve tugged Bucky impossibly closer. Earning a whimper from Bucky that shot straight to Steve's dick.

Opening his mouth in invitation, Bucky gladly accepted and licked his way into Steve's mouth. Completely lost in the moment, Steve let out a small moan. Which only seemed to spur Bucky on more as he pressed in further. Causing Steve to roll onto his back and Bucky to follow. Although Steve wanted him closer, Bucky held back, holding most of his weight on his forearm that he rested up by Steve's head.

Steve ran his hands up Bucky's back. Wanting more. Needing more. Thoroughly delighted when Bucky dropped his hips against his and deliciously rutted against him, earning another moan from Steve and a guttural groan from Bucky. Especially when they each felt just how much the other was enjoying this.

Allowing his legs to fall open, Steve created a place for Bucky. Overjoyed when Bucky nestled his body in between Steve's legs and moved his hand down from Steve's neck to his thin thigh. Hungrily, Bucky groped at Steve's body, making Steve feel utterly desirable.

As Steve let out another moan, Bucky pulled back. Steve chased the kiss and was ready to protest. However, Bucky grabbed the back of his own shirt and pulled it off entirely. Steve's eyes immediately raked over Bucky's glorious bare torso and felt his hardening cock twitch in interest. Even more so when Steve noticed just how erratic Bucky's breathing was and how stiff Bucky's own prick was.

For a moment, Steve just laid there staring up at Bucky. It was entirely intoxicating the way that Bucky was looking at Steve. Making Steve's heart pound so harshly in his rib cage that he was sure that it would burst right through and land in Bucky's large calloused hands.

Tenderly, Bucky ran his hands up Steve's thighs and over Steve's slender hips until he reached the hem of Steve's t-shirt. Steve's breath hitched and his heart stuttered as Bucky quietly suggested, "Your turn."

Steve wasn't one to show off his body. Never liking his frail frame, Steve was riddled with almost as many insecurities as the number of illnesses he had. And during a normal occasion, Steve wouldn't have willingly taken off his clothes. But with the way that Bucky's gaze appraised his body, Steve was more than willing to show him more of his body.

Leaning up slightly, Steve tugged his shirt up and with Bucky's assistance, removed his shirt entirely. That was when Bucky leaned forward and pressed his lips against Steve's while he ran his hands up Steve's thin body as they laid back down on Bucky's bed.