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

Thirty-Two

The pair continued kissing, running each other's hands along one another's bodies. Eventually, Bucky moved from kissing Steve's lips, and worked his way across Steve's jaw, back towards Steve's delicate neck. Erotically, Steve ran his hands to Bucky's chest and brushed his thumbs over Bucky's pert nipples and the silver barbells pierced through them.

"Fuck," Bucky breathed into Steve's ear before taking Steve's earlobe between his teeth.

Steve arched his back at the sensation and Bucky took the opportunity to start trailing his lips down Steve's elegant neck. Everything felt so good. Too good. Steve knew that he would never find a pleasure as good as this.

Bucky's perfect lips moved lower. Over Steve's shoulders, along Steve's collar bones, and down Steve's sternum. Occasionally, Bucky would lovingly suck certain spots. Other times, Bucky would devilishly nip across Steve's skin.

Arching his back again, Steve was nearly writhing beneath Bucky, and Bucky had barely touched him. Bucky didn't seem to mind though. In fact, Bucky seemed to thrive on the soft moans that Steve simply couldn't contain.

Panting, Bucky stopped trailing kisses down Steve's body and moved up to breathlessly kiss Steve's lips again. Rutting against Steve's body, Bucky took a moment to enjoy the sensation. Only momentarily content, however, as Bucky slithered his hand down Steve's body, pausing at the hem of Steve's borrowed pants.

Wantonly, Steve moaned. An encouragement for Bucky to continue his ministrations. Which Bucky was more than happy to oblige. Tenderly grasping Steve's confined erection, Bucky gave it a soft squeeze before stroking it.

"Holy shit," Steve breathed out, tipping his head back and running his hand through his own hair.

Only then did Steve take a grounding moment to think about what was happening. What was happening? Clearly Steve was living his ultimate fantasies with Bucky sensually looming over him. But what was going on?

The pair had been on a date. With different people! It had only been an hour since their dates left! An hour ago, Bucky was cozying up with someone else! And now him and Steve were... what, exactly? About to have sex?

Steve couldn't do this. No matter how much he had dreamed of this very thing happening. Steve didn't want to be a consolation prize. Steve wanted Bucky to choose him. Choose him from the beginning. Go on a date with him. Just the two of them where they would then start their carnal activities.

This wasn't how Steve wanted to lose his virginity.

"Wait," Steve said, gently touching Bucky's hot, bare chest.

Immediately, Bucky pulled back, which Steve was grateful for and only made him melt all the more. Bucky raked his hand through his tousled brown hair and he panted, "What's wrong? Are you... Is everything okay?"

Steve lifted himself up, until he was resting on his elbows. The way that Bucky's lips were kissed swollen, made Steve think twice about what he was going to say. Yet, Steve still quietly said, "I don't think we should do this."

Bucky's brows briefly furrowed before ultimately agreeing, "Okay. Yeah, no, you're -- you're right."

The pair moved so they were laying side-by-side in the small bed. Both on their backs with their sweaty bare arms against one another. Their breathing erratic. Their erections still standing tall and proud.

Wanting to make sure that things were okay between them, Steve turned his head to look at Bucky, who instantly turned to look at Steve. Steve tried to clarify, "I just, I just don't think that it was, uh... right... tonight."

"You don't have to explain yourself," Bucky said, wiping the sweat from his own upper lip with the back of his hand. With a shrug that dragged his shoulder against Steve's, Bucky reassured the petite man, "Trust me, it's okay."

Taking a moment to evaluate, Steve finally took Bucky at his word and agreed, "Okay."

Silently, the pair laid there. Coming down degree by slow degree, until both their bodies and minds had been cleared enough to recognize just how content they were. Even without climaxing, Steve felt a weightless peace wash over him, almost like if he had.

Bucky rolled over, on to his side to face Steve. Since Bucky did, Steve did too. However, just looking at Bucky -- seeing him like this, all sleepy and tranquil -- it was enough to get Steve's blood flowing again. Especially due south.

"What are you thinking about?" Bucky softly questioned; his eyes flittering across Steve's face.

"Well," Steve good-humoredly scoffed. Arching his brows, he gave Bucky's body a pointed look.

"Oh," Bucky quietly chuckled, blushing.

Blushing, for what seemed like, the first time. And god damn it, he was even beautiful with his cheeks red. It just wasn't fair.

Briefly biting his own lower lip, Steve asked, "What about you? What are you thinking about?"

"Well," Bucky mocked Steve's earlier statement while allowing his eyes to roam over Steve's body once again.

Playfully rolling his eyes, Steve reached over and pushed Bucky's broad shoulder and told Bucky, "C'mon. Get real."

"Okay," Bucky agreed. Taking Steve's hand in his, Bucky brought it up to his mouth where he started pressing soft, sensual kisses to Steve's finger tips.

Bucky then completely stunned Steve by confessing, "I think about you. A lot." Another kiss was pressed to Steve's knuckle, "I think about how funny you are --" kiss "-- how talented you are --" kiss "-- and strong."

Steve was growing more lightheaded the more that Bucky spoke. With each new admission and each loving press of his lips, Steve felt faint. Of course, since he was laying down, he forced himself to stay in the moment.

"You're the best person I know," Bucky declared, placing his lips to Steve's palm, "I just wish that you could see that."