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

Forty-Seven

The melodic sound of Bucky's alarm woke the pair. Groggily, Bucky groaned and moved to sit up. From behind him, Steve tightened his grasp on Bucky's waist, not wanting him to move. Bucky relaxed in Steve's grip, and took Steve's hand in his. Bringing Steve's hand up to his mouth allowed Bucky to press a soft kiss to Steve's palm.

For a moment, Steve thought that he had won. Yet, Bucky removed himself from Steve's grasp and grabbed his phone from Steve's desk. Finally silencing the alarm that had been increasing in volume the longer it played.

With phone in hand, Bucky crawled back towards the pillows and laid down, facing Steve. Steve kept his eyes closed, hoping to get just a few more minutes of sleep. Of course, that didn't stop him from drowsily grinning when Bucky pushed his floppy blond hair away from his face and leaned in to press a soft kiss to Steve's temple.

"Wakey, wakey," Bucky sing-songed with his lips still pressed tenderly to Steve's temple.

"Five more minutes," Steve protested, his voice raspy. Steve hooked his leg over Bucky's and tugged, hoping that Bucky would follow the movement.

Bucky got the hint well enough as he moved closer, slotting his leg in between Steve's. Steve wrapped his arms around Bucky's torso once more and nuzzled closer; burying his face in Bucky's neck. Since Bucky's supple skin was so close to Steve's lips, Steve took his opportunity to close the distance and pressed his lips to Bucky's neck.

As Steve trailed his lips along the column of Bucky's neck, Bucky ran his hands down Steve's bare back to his boxer brief cladded bum. Grasping Steve's bum, bringing their pelvises flush against one another, Steve could feel Bucky's cock hardening. Immediately, Steve's own dick started to take interest in their currently tame events.

Before things could get too heated though, Bucky groaned in annoyance and pulled back. His hands were still firmly holding Steve's bum, but Bucky reminded, "We need to get out of bed."

"C'mon," Steve griped. Practically pouting as he tried to persuade his handsome companion, "We can be fashionably late."

"No," Bucky chuckled and shook his head. Closing his eyes, he teased, "I can't look at you right now."

"What? Why?" Steve scoffed, intently watching Bucky.

"Because if you ask me to come with those big blue eyes of yours pleading..." Bucky let out a shudder. With a shrug, Bucky continued, "It'll be game over. I'll call my mom... cancel Thanksgiving... And I just really don't want to miss out on all that delicious food." Bucky opened his eyes and added, "Plus, my grandma's going to be there."

A warmth started in Steve's middle and quickly spread throughout his extremities. Adoration completely filling him up, Steve reached up and caressed Bucky's strong jaw. Leaning forward to fondly press a kiss to Bucky's cheek.

"Okay," Steve agreed with Bucky. Arching his back as he stretched, Steve was pleased when Bucky's hands remained on his body. Of course, Steve was even more delighted when he felt Bucky press a kiss to the hollow between his clavicles. Teasing, Steve whined, "I thought we had to get up."

With his lips still on Steve's collarbones, Bucky sighed, agreeing. Pulling away, Bucky climbed off the bed. Stretching, Bucky reached his arms high above his head, wiggling his fingers as though he was grasping the ceiling. Steve took the opportunity to kneel on the bed in front of Bucky and kiss a trail from Bucky's belly button, up his sternum and over Bucky's own collarbones.

"Fuck," Bucky breathlessly stated, bringing his hands up. Placing one hand on Steve's hip and the other on the back of Steve's head. Even tangling his fingers in the blond strands as he allowed Steve to lavish his chest and neck with sensual kisses.

This was the problem -- that wasn't actually a problem -- with Bucky staying the night when Sam was back home with his family for the holiday. Steve felt compelled to kiss and touch and tease Bucky as much as he physically could in their allotted time. It was a must. The other problem? Bucky didn't oppose to Steve's ministrations.

Originally, the plan was for them to stay in their separate dorms and meet up before heading to the subway. However, Bucky messaged Steve late last night asking Steve if he could spend the night. Bucky had told Steve that Clint and Natasha wanted the room for themselves for the night, and it really wasn't in Steve's nature to deny Bucky of anything. Especially not something that Steve desperately wanted.

As Steve continued pressing open-mouthed kisses to Bucky's body, Bucky hummed approvingly. Although it was obvious that Bucky didn't really want Steve to stop, he still weakly protested, "If you keep this up..."

Steve removed his mouth from Bucky's skin, but didn't pull too far away thanks to Bucky's grasp on his hair. Of course, Bucky instantly removed his fingers from Steve's hair and sheepishly grinned at the petite blond. Making Steve half-wish that Bucky would cancel their plans just so they could stay in bed exchanging languid kisses all day.

"We should probably get dressed," Bucky mused, allowing his gaze to roam over Steve's mostly naked body.

"Right," Steve nodded and gave Bucky a chaste kiss before climbing off his bed. Playfully, Steve agreed, "Don't wanna miss out on grandma."