[ Steve just keeps getting distracted every step of the way and he's pretty sure Bucky's having the same problem, if they can even call it that. It's just that every time they pause, he wants to kiss more, touch more, know more of Bucky. He can't get enough and there's nothing he doesn't want to know about Bucky right now, from the way his skin tastes to the sounds he might make the longer they do this.
Bucky keeps touching him and kissing him like he doesn't want to be anywhere else and it helps Steve let go of some of his worries about being too late or not enough. The smiles and laughs mix with the affection and want and this feels too good to be true, but Steve doesn't have it in him to really question it because whatever it is, it's perfect.
Then Bucky's leading him to the bedroom by the hand and he doesn't even question whether he should follow. He squeezes Bucky's hand, smiling like an idiot and chasing after the promise of all the kisses and touches he still wants.
He feels practically mesmerized by Bucky and he barely notices that they've moved before Bucky's sitting on his bed, looking up at Steve like nothing's changed, but the thing is that a lot has changed here. Now, neither of them has to hold back. Now, they can be honest and unguarded to a greater degree. He couldn't ask for anything better than that.
Bending over, he tips Bucky's chin up and kisses him again. And then once more. ]
Don't think I've ever gotten a better offer.
[ With his own matching grin, he sits on the bed next to Bucky, leg pressed against Bucky's like breathing room isn't a concept with knowing. He leans in for another kiss, because it's just not getting old. ]
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Bucky keeps touching him and kissing him like he doesn't want to be anywhere else and it helps Steve let go of some of his worries about being too late or not enough. The smiles and laughs mix with the affection and want and this feels too good to be true, but Steve doesn't have it in him to really question it because whatever it is, it's perfect.
Then Bucky's leading him to the bedroom by the hand and he doesn't even question whether he should follow. He squeezes Bucky's hand, smiling like an idiot and chasing after the promise of all the kisses and touches he still wants.
He feels practically mesmerized by Bucky and he barely notices that they've moved before Bucky's sitting on his bed, looking up at Steve like nothing's changed, but the thing is that a lot has changed here. Now, neither of them has to hold back. Now, they can be honest and unguarded to a greater degree. He couldn't ask for anything better than that.
Bending over, he tips Bucky's chin up and kisses him again. And then once more. ]
Don't think I've ever gotten a better offer.
[ With his own matching grin, he sits on the bed next to Bucky, leg pressed against Bucky's like breathing room isn't a concept with knowing. He leans in for another kiss, because it's just not getting old. ]