Those Who Fall: Falling Series 3 (Modern Domestic Stucky AU)

Thirty-Four

Later that night, in their bed with Steve reading and Bucky crocheting, Steve decided that he'd rather do something else. Setting the novel off to the side on the end table, Steve moved closer to his husband. Resting his head on Bucky's broad shoulder, he watched the brunet crochet the start of a lilac baby blanket.

Noticing that he was trying a new stitch, Steve tapped the strip that was done and complimented, "This is pretty."

"Thank you," Bucky affectionately rested his cheek on the top of Steve's head for a moment.

"It looks like a flower," Steve continued, looking over at the project that was clearly meant for Wanda's baby.

"It's called, 'Jasmine Stitch,'" Bucky informed, kissing the top of Steve's head.

"Well, look at you being fancy," Steve teased, nuzzling closer and snaking his arms around Bucky's naked torso.

For a moment, the pair just sat there. Bucky crocheting and Steve cuddling. Then, Steve got another idea. Tilting his head up, he started pressing kisses to Bucky's neck. Starting with just a few. But since Bucky was purposely ignoring him, Steve doubled his efforts.

Making the kisses more sensual, Steve leaned more into his husband while letting his hand stroke down the patch of dark hair that led down to his groin. Only then did Bucky react. Tossing his head back, a soft groan escaped the brunet as his hands stopped their work on creating the blanket.

Smirking, Steve slid his hand beneath the waistband of Bucky's boxer briefs and circled his fingers around the hardening cock, giving it a couple of strokes of encouragement. Which caused Bucky to groan again and push the project onto the ground, so he could get his hands on Steve. Urging the blond to climb onto his lap.

As Steve threw one of his thin legs over Bucky's lap, Steve removed his own reading glasses and then Bucky's. Once the eyewear was placed easily on the table, Steve settled on Bucky's lap, grinding down as he did so.

Bucky tossed his head back again while his hands came up to Steve's narrow hips, giving them a squeeze. Of course, that only caused Steve to grind down harder and faster. Absolutely loving the feeling of his husband's erection growing harder between his legs.

Leaning in, Steve peppered Bucky's neck with open mouthed kisses and occasional nips. Trailing up to Bucky's ear, Steve sucked the lobe into his mouth and scraped it with his teeth. All the while, bringing his hands up to grope and tug and pinch the constantly pert nipples. Tenderly, Steve even spun the barbells pierced through each tiny, cute, pink nipple.

Groaning, Bucky lifted his hips, seeking more friction. Steve smirked and whispered in Bucky's ear, "Ya gonna fuck me, yet? Or do I need to tease ya some more?"

"Babe," Bucky whined, wrapping his arms around Steve's torso and rolled them, so Steve was on his back.

Kissing down Steve's neck, over his collarbones, down his sternum, and across his flat stomach, Bucky didn't waste any time. Removing Steve's boxer briefs, Bucky tossed them in the direction of their closet, but not caring where they landed as he kept his gaze on Steve. Looking over his petite frame as if it was the first time he had ever seen it, even though they both knew that was far from true.

Maintaining eye contact, Bucky lowered himself and licked Steve's cock from root to tip. Steve pushed his head further into the mattress. When Bucky's mouth wrapped around the head of his cock, Steve's breath hitched. Already so close to coming from Bucky bobbing on his dick a total of five times. The way Bucky could work his mouth... How he flicked his tongue so sweetly... The warm, tight suction on the way up... How he swallowed him down into his throat as though he was made for sucking cock... It worked Steve up so quickly that he'd be coming in a record amount of time. Which was not the way that Steve felt like coming that night.

"Lube," Steve pleaded, shoving at Bucky's broad shoulder, "Get the lube, Buck. I wanna come on your cock."

Pulling off, Bucky gave the tip a kiss and leaned back as he dug in the bedside drawer for the lube and a condom. Effortlessly opening the container and slicking his fingers and instantly easing his middle finger into Steve's hole. As he stretched Steve open, Bucky commented, "We need to get another bottle, it's running low."

"They might have pumpkin spice," Steve joked, only for Bucky to press against his prostate, causing Steve to arch his back. Once Bucky went back to stretching him on three fingers, he purposely avoided Steve's prostate, Steve teased, "Maybe even gingerbread cookies. Ya want me to taste like cookies, Buck?"

Groaning, Bucky rolled on the condom and slicked himself up. When he lined himself with Steve's hole, Bucky paused and took Steve's left leg in hand. Lifting the thin limb, Bucky placed it on his shoulder, so Steve would be spread open wider. Before thrusting in though, Bucky placed an affectionate kiss to the small, his only, tattoo on his ankle that matched the, his one, that Bucky wore on his own ankle.

Extending his hand to his husband, Steve smiled when Bucky laced their fingers together as he slid inside of his slick hole. Steve arched his back and keened when Bucky seated himself fully in him. Bucky let Steve's leg drop off his shoulder, but gestured for Steve to wrap them around his waist. And really, who was Steve to deny him?

With one of their hands linked together, Bucky took the other one and intertwined them as he brought both of Steve's hands above Steve's head. Holding his weight with his forearms on either side of Steve's head, Bucky sensually rolled his hips.

They set a passionate pace that was slow and deep, reminding Steve just how Bucky loved him. Just how much they loved each other. Especially reminding him after they came and Bucky cleaned up the mess. Once done, Bucky tucked Steve into bed and spooned him.

Lips to the back of his neck, Bucky said, "Love you, Stevie. Sleep tight, honey."

Lacing his fingers with Bucky's, Steve brought his hand up and pressed a kiss there before looking over his shoulder to kiss Bucky, "Love you, babe."

Closing his eyes and settling in, Steve was able to fall asleep knowing that today was a good day.