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

Forty-Five

"Dude," Sam groaned in annoyance, "Can you two knock it off for one god damn minute?"

With red cheeks, Steve reluctantly stopped kissing Bucky. Of course, Bucky didn't make it very easy for Steve, as he chased after Steve's lips with his own. Steve couldn't help but give Bucky one more kiss. It was the very least that Steve could -- and wanted -- to do in that moment.

"Seriously!" Clint agreed with Sam. Even condoning Sam balling up a piece of paper and throwing it at the kissing teens.

Steve was pretty sure that feeling Bucky laugh into the kiss was the best thing that Steve had ever felt. But Steve respected his complaining friends and broke the kiss, despite wanting to do nothing but engorge on the many kisses that Bucky loved to give. That could be saved for later though. When the pair was alone and could delight themselves and each other in the encompassing desire to pleasure one another.

Contently, Steve settled into his spot between Bucky's legs and rested his back against Bucky's chest. Bucky casually took the opportunity to wrap his strong arms around Steve's slender frame, holding Steve even closer than he originally thought possible. Which, Steve wasn't opposed to. Nor was he going to protest when Bucky pressed a tender kiss to Steve's temple.

Of course, that didn't stop their friends from grumbling about it. With Clint claiming, "We're gonna stop inviting you to game day."

"Yeah, you're worse than Clint and Natasha," Sam accused.

"Whoa," Bucky scoffed. Bucky pointed at the two disgruntled friends, "If Natasha and Kristin were here, you'd both be doing the same th --"

"Bullshit," Clint chuckled, tossing a pillow at Bucky and Steve.

The pillow almost hitting Steve in the face caused him to pipe up, "Hey. No need for that."

"Sorry," Clint stated before announcing, "It was meant for the big-headed bastard behind you."

Steve rolled his eyes and Bucky gasped, scandalized before muttering, "Rude."

Then, Bucky nuzzled his face into Steve's neck and teased, "Honestly, Steven, how do you put up with these children?"

"Oh, you know," Steve played along. Even theatrically sighing, "You don't choose who you love."

Sam playfully rolled his eyes, but Steve didn't care because Bucky placed a sweet kiss to the side of his neck. Not reading too much into the simple gesture, Steve wanted to believe that Bucky was agreeing with him. But more than that, Steve was hoping that Bucky was falling for him, just like how Steve was falling for him. But Steve decided not to overanalyze it. Well, not to do it too much.

"Yo, we playing or what?" Clint asked, gesturing towards the small TV.

"What? You think I'm just here to look pretty? Put the game on," Bucky replied, picking up the game controller beside him.

Originally, Steve wasn't going to play. He was much more interested in making out with Bucky. But when Bucky decided to join Sam and Clint, well, Steve didn't see any reason to decline the offer then.

Although, Steve was only mildly interested in what the characters were doing onscreen. Bucky had Steve's attention. As always. Being able to feel each of Bucky's breaths was soothing. And every so often, after Bucky instructed his character to make a certain move, Bucky would softly caress Steve's arm or press a soft kiss to Steve's temple.

It was obvious that Clint and Sam were more interested in the game. They were actively engaging with each other and loudly expressing their frustrations. It wasn't a secret, the boys were very vocal individuals. But when they were together in a group, they were even louder.

"How about we kill each other and blow this popsicle stand," Bucky whispered into Steve's ear.

Steve turned his head to look at Bucky, and Steve playfully narrowed his eyes. There was no question that Steve was going to willingly oblige Bucky's suggestion. Of course, Steve knew that it wasn't likely that he would ever turn down Bucky's suggestions. Especially when Bucky suggested such wonderful things.

Still, Steve didn't like Bucky to know just how pathetic his affection was. So, Steve quietly mocked, "Yeah? And what do you suggest we do instead?"

Briefly, Bucky bit down on his own lower lip. When Bucky's grin turned wolfish, Steve knew that he was in for it. Bucky leaned in and softly stated, "Why don't I show you instead? I'm better with my hands."

A chill shot down Steve's riddled spine, and Steve tried his best efforts not to get a boner. Sure, their -- what were they? -- was new, but Steve knew very well just how good Bucky was with his hands. Steve was positive that even if he was more experienced, he'd still think that Bucky was a very giving, talented lover.

Before either could enact their plan to shoot each other's characters, so they would be out of the game, the game was paused. Steve directed his attention to the other boys and noticed Sam answering his phone.

"Hey, babe," Sam answered. When his eyes momentarily locked with Steve's, Sam immediately blushed and averted his gaze.

Sam sat quietly, listening to Kristin talk on the other line, and soon, Clint was busy on his own phone. Steve assumed that Clint was messaging with Natasha. Steve was sure that they'd thank him at the eventual wedding between the lovebirds someday.

Feeling Bucky's arms hold him just a little closer, Steve relaxed in his grasp and rested his head on Bucky's shoulder. Perfectly content with just sitting there. It was soothing in Bucky's embrace. Being able to feel the gentle inhale and exhale coming from Bucky. Being able to feel the rise and fall with his back pressed against Bucky's chest.

"Um," Sam said into the phone, looking at each of the three boys. Steve was well acquainted with that look. Being Sam's roommate, Steve had experienced this very exchange many times. And was entirely unsurprised when Sam told Kristin, "Giving me ten minutes."

The four sat there in silence for a moment before Sam climbed off his bed. As he stretched, Clint climbed off Sam's bed as well. Clint looked expectantly over at Bucky, but soon assumed, "I'll see you tomorrow."

"See you," Bucky confirmed.

Once the two boys had left, Bucky exaggerated, "Thank god. About time!"

Then, Bucky made sure he had a tight grasp on Steve before laying back, taking Steve with him. Steve giggled and moved to the side, so he wasn't laying directly on Bucky's body. Looking up at Bucky, Steve couldn't keep the smile off his face. Especially not when Bucky leaned down to press his lips to Steve's.