Jump then Fall: Falling Series 2 (Modern Stucky College AU)

Twenty-Four

Bucky's boyfriend.  Hi, I'm Bucky's boyfriend.  Bucky's boyfriend here.  Why, yes, I am Bucky's boyfriend. Steve thought while laying in Bucky's bed with his head on Bucky's chest.

Bucky was fast asleep.  Had passed out almost immediately once they climbed up to his bed.  Steve didn't mind.  In fact, Steve was sure that he'd be fine with anything in that moment.  After all, he was Bucky's boyfriend.

Damn, did it feel good to have that title.  It felt so good that Steve was too excited to fall asleep.  Instead, he just laid there, listening to the steady rhythm of Bucky's heart.  Occasionally running his fingers through the expanse of Bucky's dark chest hair.  Allowing Bucky's even breathing to lull him into sweet contentment.

Only then did he allow himself to whisper his truest confession, "I love you." Finally allowing himself to close his eyes and drift off peacefully.

———

Being woken up by sweet kisses pressed to his neck was the best way to be woken up, in Steve's opinion.  When the kisses continued down his sternum, and lingered to lavish his nipples, Steve changed his mind, and decided that was the best way to wake up.

Arching his back at the sensation, he reached up to immediately thread his fingers through his boyfriend's dark locks.  His boyfriend.  Steve could most definitely get used to that.  Almost as much as he could get used to this particular type of wake up call.

As Bucky's mouth enveloped Steve's half-hard cock, Steve let out a deep guttural groan.  Softly chuckling from Bucky caused the most tantalizing of vibrations.  While Steve's prick stiffened completely — achingly so — Steve tightened his grip in Bucky's hair and exclaimed, "Fuck."

Steve changed his mind.  This was the best way to be woken up.  Especially when Bucky hollowed his cheeks and sucked up.  Laving his tongue over the slit, Steve's toes curled.  And it was ridiculous.  Really it was.  Steve was a young man, surely his stamina should have been better than this.  Should have lasted longer.

Instead, Steve warned, "I'm gonna come."

Bucky didn't let up though.  Didn't pull off.  In fact, he somehow strengthened his suction.  Almost as though he was trying to suck Steve's bones out through the slit in his dick, like a straw.

"Fuck," Steve arched his back and grappled for purchase.  Choosing to grip onto Bucky's hair with both hands, Steve gasped, "Buck!  Fuck, Bucky, I'm gonna — I'm gonna come!"

Seemingly spurring Bucky on, Bucky licked his tongue over Steve's slit and brought his hand up to fondle Steve's balls.  Steve's toes curled, but he still tried to hold off.  Of course, that didn't last long.  Especially not once Bucky pressed behind Steve's balls, along the perineum.

"Fuck!"  Steve groaned, finally coming.  Coming harder than he had ever come in his life.  Spurting off in Bucky's mouth and briefly wondering if he was ever going to stop coming.

Completely spent, Steve laid there boneless, trying to catch his breath.  As his cock started to soften, Bucky pulled his mouth off.  Pausing though when he realized that Steve still had a strong grip of his hair.

Kissing Steve's thigh, Bucky said, "Uh, Stevie?"

"Yeah?"  Steve wheezed, still breathing raggedly.

Bucky chuckled under his breath and brought his hand up to softly tap Steve's hand.  "Oh," Steve exclaimed, understanding, and loosened his grasp on the silky strands.  Raking his hand through Bucky's hair to ease any discomfort as he apologized, "Sorry."

"No need to apologize, pal," Bucky smirked, crawling up Steve's slender frame.  Holding his weight by resting his forearms on either side of Steve's head, Bucky's brows furrowed, "You okay?"

"Yeah," Steve breathed, "Why?"

"You're just breathing really hard," Bucky clarified, examining Steve while holding more of his own weight.  Moving to climb off Steve entirely, as he asked, "Do you need your inhaler?"

"No," Steve reassured, hooking his leg around Bucky's hips and digging his heel into Bucky's taut tush, to keep him close.  While Bucky relaxed on top of him, Steve explained, "Just need to catch my breath."

"So, it was good?"  Bucky teased, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively at Steve.

Steve good-humoredly scoffed and confirmed, "So good.  I died and went straight to heaven."

"Wow," Bucky chuckled, "That's quite the compliment."

"It's the truth," Steve slightly shrugged in attempted nonchalance.

"Yeah?"  Bucky asked, quirking his brow.  Tiredly, Steve nodded his confirmation.  Bucky grinned and said, "Almost as good as the compliments you gave me last night."

Steve's heart dropped down into the deep pits of his stomach.  Afraid that Bucky hadn't been sleeping during his confession.  Afraid that he had heard those three little words before Steve was ready for him to hear them.  After all, they only became official the previous night.

"I... complimented... you?"  Steve questioned; once again trying to remain nonchalant, and probably failing miserably.

Bucky nodded.  Affectionately pushing Steve's hair away from his eyes, Bucky admitted, "You're a sleep talker."

Nervously, Steve laughed, "Shut the fuck up."

"No, you do," Bucky giggled.  Sweetly kissing Steve, Bucky said, "You're cute when you sleep."

Steve cringed at all the things he could've possibly said while sleeping and pleaded, "I didn't make myself out to be a complete ass, right?"

"No," Bucky reassured.  Climbing off Steve, he leaned in to sweetly kiss Steve again.  As he climbed down from his bed, he said, "You were cute."

Following Bucky with his eyes, Steve asked, "But what did I say?"

Instead of answering, Bucky simply winked before entering the bathroom.  Hearing the shower start, Steve heard Bucky call out, "Ya thinkin' about joinin' me, or should I start without ya?"

Steve didn't need to be asked twice.