[It feels so good to be together like this: in Bucky's bed, tangled together, the warmth of Steve's weight atop him. There's something special about it, something that goes back decades and reminds him of couch cushions on the floor and shenanigans aplenty. It's not quite what they were then but there are definite shades of that closeness, that friendship, that trust in each other.
His hands explore the shape of Steve's back, how muscle has given more definition to his form. It's something he wants to learn: the boundaries of Steve's shape, how and where he likes to be touched. What feels good, and what feels better than just good.]
You never have. I don't think you could.
[It might be a flattering statement but it's an honest one, wrapped up with affection and friendship and this warm thing between them that's just growing warmer with every shared look, every careful touch. Bucky tips his head to the side, giving Steve all the room he wants to explore, sighing softly as lips play against his skin.]
Mm? Both.
[A quiet chuckle bubbles through him as Steve lingers over the bruise; it still stings a little and that's perfect.]
I like having my neck kissed. And sometimes I like to play a little rough. Not something I need all the time, but it feels damn good.
[He tugs Steve up, enough to be able to drop a kiss on his lips.]
Feels even better because it's you. You've left so many marks on me Steve, from when we were kids to now. This one's just visible. [His smile turns a little sly.] And I kind of like seeing you get a little possessive.
[ It probably says a lot for how emotionally fulfilling his relationship with Bucky had always been that Steve really hadn't felt much of a pull to seek out romance when they'd been younger, even when there hadn't been much of a pull for in between the two of them. Sure, Steve had had his feelings, buttoned up tight where he'd hoped no one else could find them, but they hadn't been returns as far as he'd known and he hadn't cared. Bucky had been enough. He's always been enough.
The hands mapping out his skin are like being welcomed home, the simple touch so intimate and welcome that Steve's not sure how he went so long without it. He shows Bucky equal affection as he kisses Bucky's skin and presses their bodies together like he thinks if they stayed like this long enough they could become one person.
He lets Bucky tug him into another kiss again, though. There's not much he wouldn't indulge Bucky in, especially right now with their bodies pressed so close and Bucky so soft and relaxed beneath him.
All the things that Bucky's saying he likes, Steve is filing away for later use. Kiss Bucky's neck, be a little rough sometimes. ]
You do, huh?
[ That Bucky likes Steve being possessive, he can definitely work with. He can't really imagine being like that towards someone who wasn't expressly asking for it. That's just not who Steve is, but knowing Bucky likes it sets a little fire in him and he presses in for another kiss with a smirk. This kiss is a little demanding, a little more heated and pushy than the soft kisses they've been exchanging. This is something Steve is taking. ]
[Being with Steve like this is kind of like being home. Oh, it’s not the location, it’s more the comfort of being in his presence, of sharing these intimate bits with each other. It’s their nakedness, skin against skin and how they’re both shaped so differently than they used to be. It’s Bucky not hiding his arm, the damaged and scarred skin where metal joins to flesh. It’s quiet kisses and the press of hands exploring. It’s the shades of blue in Steve’s eyes, the curve of his lips, how his cheek pulls tight when he smiles. Bucky likes it all, wants it all, wants to exist inside of this moment for as long as they can.]
You are staying tonight, right?
[Because he doesn’t think he extended it as an actual offer and he kind of wants to hear it. Wants to curl up around Steve, wants to know what it’d be like to wake up to his smile in the morning. Not that he’s at all sleepy right now! No, he’s much too awake, much too interested in their exploration of each other, especially with how Steve looms over him now, how Steve kisses him. It’s got an edge to it, something a little more demanding than their previous kiss. And Bucky welcomes it, parting his lips with a groan, giving Steve everything he wants to take.]
Do you have any idea how good you are at that?
[That inclination to want, to take? It’s doing good things for Bucky. It’s doing very good things for Bucky.]
[ The more Bucky lets Steve in, the more he pushes and takes, only pulling back for air and to let Bucky speak. ]
I'm not going anywhere.
[ Presumptuous, maybe, but it's not like he's ever felt the need to ask about being here before. He'd already assumed he'd be staying the night because he can't imagine walking away from this, even when they are sated and tired. He wants to touch as much of Bucky for as long as he can.
He shifts against Bucky, skin sliding against skin, still a little slick and messy between them. God, he wants more of that and more of those little sounds Bucky made when Steve left that bruise and more of everything else he can possibly wring out of Bucky.
With a breathy hum, he ducks his head again to kiss that bruise and then he kisses his way to Bucky's shoulder. He kisses the angry scars that collect near the metal joint, because that's Bucky, too, and he loves it just as much as the rest of him. ]
There's a lot more thing I want to do for you.
[ For, not to. It's important to Steve that Bucky understands the difference. He wants this to be about making sure Bucky's pleasure is taken care of. ]
[He reaches up to run his hand through Steve’s hair, the gesture full of fondness for being able to touch like this. For being able to linger. For Steve wanting to touch him. For Steve confirming the stay, for the knowledge that they’ll really be sharing Bucky’s bed in a way that’s more intimate than any night over they’ve ever had.
For simply knowing that Steve is here. That Stevewantsto be here.
He sounds out when Steve shifts, something that's almost but not quite a moan and entirely stepped in contentment. It feels good to move against each other and it has nothing at all to do with arousal. Oh, there’s certainly physical attraction aplenty but this is more about the boundaries where Bucky ends and Steve begins — and how small, how nonexistent they can make those borders. And the way Steve’s kisses trail along his skin? It’s certainly a great start to that endeavor.]
Tell me?
[Because he hadn’t missed that little distinction. Steve has always been precise with his words; he says what he means and means what he says. And it’s a small thing, just one word, but it means so very much.]
[ Steve hadn't realized how simple things could feel so good. Bucky's fingers in his hair, Bucky's skin under his lips. It's all so simple, but it's part of a whole that Steve's letting himself drown in. Being here with Bucky is like a dream he'd never really expected to come true.
That little noise he gets out of Bucky, though, goes straight to his heart and he hums in reply as he shifts against Bucky again, feeling the heat of Bucky's skin and the motions of his breath rise and fall. He could probably get lost in just this--no sex, just the intimacy of the moment. ]
Still figuring it out.
[ Because he can be honest with Bucky that he's really working with theoretical knowledge here and while he's not naive, his experience is pretty limited to say the least. ]
I have some ideas of what I'd like to try, though.
[ He shifts down just a little to kiss Bucky's chest, hoping it's not too obvious that he's blushing. ]
I want to put my mouth on you. If that's something you'd want.
[ The wording feels so clunky and he almost laughs at himself, but everything seems so clinical or so vulgar and neither feels right for what's happening between him and Bucky right now. Maybe another time he'll try more vulgar words, but right now, he likes the slow, sweet air that's developed around them and he doesn't want to break that. ]
[There's so much to complicate their lives outside of this space, this room, this encounter. So much they both feel they need to do, so much responsibility they put on their own shoulders. But little by little Bucky is feeling some of that weight lift. It's like every kiss, every touch moves a little more of the pressure off of him; he hasn't felt this light in decades.
It's a good feeling.
And exploring like this is more than a little fun, watching Steve as he touches and kisses, watching what catches his attention the most. And touching him through it, hands against skin and hair and legs against legs. It's almost like Bucky's relearning his own body, rediscovering things about himself as Steve discovers them for the first time and it's an intoxicating feeling, more than he anticipated anything could be.]
I'd like to be the one who helps you with that figuring it out.
[His smile is a little lopsided and Bucky continues to play with Steve's hair as the other man trails kisses a little lower on his body. He thinks he has an idea of what Steve's meaning to do, and it's confirmed a moment later when he speaks — and he's not going to mention the blushing. It's actually a pretty good look for Steve!]
If you're asking if it's something I like, the answer's yes. There's a lot of places I'd like your mouth. [A beat.] Let me help you learn me?
[ With anyone else, Steve might have been more flustered or embarrassed about some of this, but this is Bucky, the man who sat with him when he was sick, helped keep a roof over his head and stood by him in countless fights. There had been very little he could imagine wanting to hide from Bucky in the first place and now that everything's out in the open, there's virtually nothing he wouldn't let Bucky see in him.
That he gets to figure out some of these things with Bucky is a gift. There's such comfort and intimacy and Steve just wants to find new ways to feel close in that.
He ducks his head to kiss Bucky's nipple. He'd definitely likely when Bucky had touched his. ]
Yeah, Buck, help me.
[ Then he glances up with a wicked little smile and licks Bucky's nipple. ]
[Bucky gets an elbow under himself, leverage to prop himself up just a bit — just enough to keep eyes on Steve, just enough to watch. And while he's never really been a voyeur, Bucky thinks he could very much like to watch Steve, in all things, in all ways. And most especially like this, when those eyes reflect eagerness and desire both.
And affection. Through everything they've done since the moment Steve had walked through the door, it's all been with no small amount of affection.
Bucky shivers at the touch of Steve's lips to sensitive skin, meeting his gaze when he looks up. And oh, he knows that smile. That smile has been the instigator of many a prank, many a fight, many of their shenanigans. Seeing it now when they're like this?
Bucky definitely approves.]
You're off to a pretty good start.
[A pleased noise gets pulled out of him with the hot drags of Steve's tongue and Bucky lets his shoulders shifts a little bit, enough to bring a slight arch to his back so he can press himself against Steve's mouth.]
Kissing, licking, nibbling, sucking — go wild Steve, have a little fun.
[ Steve can't help laughing and it's nice that they can do that, because this is fun and he's having a good time. He's glad to see obvious sighs that Bucky is, too, because this should be fun. There's no reason for them to be nervous or uncomfortable.
Maybe earlier when they'd been dancing, he might have been a little nervous, but once the kissing had really started, it had been hard to hold onto the nerve and the stiffness, because Bucky feels good and he looks good and he sounds good.
One of his free hands slides up Bucky's chest and shoulder to touch his jaw. But maybe Steve should go a little wild. He grazes his teeth over Bucky's nipple experimentally. ]
[Steve's laughter pulls a laugh out of Bucky and it's—
This is perfect. It's them as they always have been, laughter and smiles and all the warmth of their friendship but it's got this exciting new dimension now, this territory that they're just starting to explore and Bucky thinks he could want, need a hell of a lot more of this. They have all night, they have the morning after. They have until they decide they need to part and even then, Bucky knows this isn't a once and done. Steve's back in his life now. He's not going to let that go.
He turns into the touch at his jaw, pressing his lips against Steve's fingertips. A moment later he flicks his tongue against them, teasing and playful.]
Nngh— [Another one of those strangled noises, those half moans and Bucky's fingers tighten in Steve's hair. The verdict on teeth: very, very good.] I like your brand of fun.
[He shifts a leg, bending and half curling it around Steve and oh that feels good too, even better than he'd anticipated. It's intimate, it's a little sexy, and it's a whole lot more skin touching. All of those things are things that Bucky wants so very much.]
[ As far as Steve is concerned, they have the rest of their lives for this unless Bucky tells him to stop, because he knows he won't want to. He's never going to be done, never going to be satisfied in his need to be close to Bucky, especially not now that he's gotten a taste of what he looks and sounds and smells like in Steve's arms.
He can't help his own soft whine when Bucky starts licking his fingers and then Bucky's tugging at his hair and it turns into a groan. That has no right to feel as good as it does and maybe that's on Bucky and the little noises he makes and the way Steve's utterly surrounded by everything that Bucky is right now, but the little tug at his scalp has his skin tingling pleasantly. ]
Keep your hand there.
[ For the briefest moment, Steve presses back into that hand in his hair, but then he's ducking his head again, this time to tug at Bucky's nipple with his teeth. Bucky had said he likes a little roughness, but Steve is still being gentle with the sensitive flesh, still teasing and experimenting as that leg wraps around him and hell if that doesn't feel amazing. It feels like Bucky's inviting him in even more, exposed and open for Steve and that just has that warm, melty feeling back in Steve's chest.
Bucky makes Steve feel like he's won some sort of prize and Steve can't imagine ever deserving something this perfect, but Bucky deserves everything in the world and Steve wants desperately to be the one to give it to him. ]
[If Bucky sounds delighted by the discovery, it's because he is. Discovering things with Steve, learning him, learning what he likes promises to be a fun adventure. And like this, when they're naked and Bucky's starting to want a little? He can't think of anything he'd rather be doing, especially not when Steve's so responsive. That hand in his hair combs through the strands a little bit before tugging again — a little harder this time, though he's still trying to be careful not to hurt.
At the graze of teeth though he might have tugged a little harder than planned. Oops?]
Feels good. Feels really good.
[Above all he wants Steve to know that this is something he very much wants. He's never really kept anything from Steve — not counting that time when his mind wasn't his own — and while Bucky normally isn't an overly vocal lover, he doesn't mind at all telling Steve exactly what works and what feels the best. And he most certainly doesn't mind welcoming Steve against his body, opening himself up in whatever way his partner wants to explore.
He lets his tongue get a little bit more involved with Steve's fingers, tracing the shape of each one, licking between them. Eventually he draws two of the digits into his mouth to suck at them, experimental. Seeing if it's something Steve likes, something he could want. Seeing if it feels good. Seeing if he'll take it as a hint for what Bucky would like to do to another part of his anatomy later.]
[ The question has Steve humming in agreement, because his mouth is a little busy, but he really does like it and not just the sensation of having his hair tugged a little, but also the feeling of it being Bucky's reaction to what Steve is doing to him. He loves the idea of making Bucky feel so good he loses control a little, tugs a little too hard or moans a little too loud, because Steve can take it and he likes it and that's something new he's learning about himself, but it's certainly not unpleasant.
He pauses to sooth Bucky's nipple with his tongue and then he kisses it, but then Bucky starts sucking on his fingers and he really had been expecting something like that to be so hot, but here he is with heat growing in his stomach again as he lets out a shaky breath against Bucky's skin that almost turns into another whine. ]
Mmm. God, that is--[ He breaks off in a laugh, kissing Bucky's skin. ]
Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?
[ But then turnabout is fair play, right? Steve kisses his way to Bucky's other nipple before taking it in his lips and sucking gently. ]
[Pull Steve's hair a little, got it. Bucky's totally filing that away, tucked into a corner of his brain along with suck on Steve's fingers and tell Steve to mark me. And he can't deny that it's a thrill, learning these little things about Steve, discovering what gets him going and what he wants to do more, feel more, experience more. Bucky wants to give him everything, wants to make him feel as good as he can. Wants to share this with Steve in a way he's never really shared with anyone.
There's so much he wants to share with Steve.
He's got to pull off of Steve's fingers to answer but it's a small concession to make — especially when Steve's making such nice noises like that.]
I'd hope that I'm working you up again. [That smirk is back, familiar and as cocksure as always.] There's no way that we were once and done. Round two is gonna be a thing Steve.
[Definitely going to be a thing with how Steve continues to drive him up. The hand in his hair tightens again when Steve starts sucking on sensitive flesh and Bucky lets his entire body roll against his partner, a smooth undulation that speaks to his enjoyment and his desire to share even more.]
[ Steve's probably learning just as much about himself as he is about Bucky right now, but that's okay, because it means he still has a ton of firsts ahead of him with Bucky, who's been with him through so many experiences in his life already.
He can't think of anyone better. ]
You are and I'm not done with you, Buck. Not by a long shot.
[ And the way Bucky moves? God, everything Bucky's doing is getting him ready for that second round and he's more than okay with that. He can't wait to push Bucky over the edge again and again.
His focus goes right back to teasing Bucky's nipple for now and that hand that hasn't been spending some quality time with Bucky's mouth is sliding down Bucky's side and over his hip to rub that thigh that's already around his leg. ]
[Bucky would, if he could, give the entire world to Steve. That's not his to give though but what he can do is give Steve his world, give him everything that Bucky has, everything he is. And considering that Steve is the center of his world right now? It's not that hard at all.]
Good. I want to have you again Steve. Please.
[A little bit of a whine to that last word and surely he can't be blamed for it, not with the way Steve teases. His lips close around those fingers again, sucking a little more earnestly, tongue rolling against the underside of the digits and surely Steve is getting an idea of exactly the kind of treatment Bucky would like to give to him.
Though he's in no hurry to change their positions, not with the way Steve's touch wanders. He moans his encouragement, leg shifting to hitch higher on Steve's body, to open himself even more. To welcome Steve into anything he might desire to explore. To give him everything, just as he promised.]
[ Steve hums in agreement and he's definitely interested in the promises Bucky's making with his mouth right now, but first he has some plans of his own he'd like to focus on. Still, those promises have him groaning against Bucky's skin as he starts to kiss his way lower. Bucky's playing a dirty game here and Steve can't be angry about it at all. ]
You can have me until you're sick of me. How's that?
[ His hand is only getting more insistent on Bucky's leg, more encouraging and maybe a little needy because he loves the way Bucky's opening up for him and he wants to explore every inch of that, but he's going to take his time doing it. They have all night for this and hopefully the rest of their lives, because Steve isn't take any of this for granted.
As he kisses his way down Bucky's body, he can't resist flicking his tongue at Bucky's belly button when he gets to it. He's going to need to take his hand back from Bucky soon, but he'll try to make it worth the sacrifice. ]
[To the end of the line, it’s special to them in so many ways, spoken and unspoken. And this is an exciting new dimension of that promise, something that Bucky knows he’s going to want to explore over and over again because it’s always going to be exciting and new — like the way Steve moves down his body now, like the way he has to give up his attentions to those fingers. But he can’t even mind because this is Steve exploring him and that? That’s the most arousing thing he’s ever experienced.
The little flicker of tongue against his navel makes him laugh; it’s not quite ticklish but it’s close and it’s fun and he likes it. He really likes the way Steve tugs at his leg too, the firmness of his touch, what he feels in his hands. He’s always admired Steve’s hands: the hands of an artist wrapped around pencils and charcoals, the hands of a soldier giving strength to those in need. Now he has both that strength and that artistry focused on him and it’s almost too much to bear.
He only wants more and more of it.
He shifts his other leg so that Steve’s firmly between them, bracketed by Bucky’s thighs and that alone makes him shiver again, desire for Steve spiking higher. It’s a clear invitation, an implication of what more they can eventually do and what Bucky is pretty sure he wants to do with Steve.]
Steve, please—
[He’s not even entirely sure what he’s asking for, save that he wants more of Steve. However, whatever Steve wants to give of himself, Bucky is both eager and greedy for it.]
[ Steve's taken his hand back, but it's finding its way along Bucky's skin now, down over ribs and he's maybe a little too distracted to think about the fact that some of his fingers are a little wet now. He's much too focused on the sound of Bucky's laughter and that little plea that spills out of his mouth.
He pushes himself up a little at Bucky's words, though, to look him right in the eye. ]
Then you're going to be stuck with me for a long time.
[ With a little grin, he shimmies backwards a little so that he can kiss the inside of Bucky's knee and then another on his inner thigh. Being in between Bucky's legs like this makes his feel powerful and he doesn't plan to use that power for anything other than making sure Bucky makes a lot more beautiful noises. He trails kisses up the soft skin of Bucky's thigh. ]
Please what?
[ That wicked grin is back, because Steve knows that he's teasing. He knows full well where his mouth is going and nips a little at the delicate flesh under his mouth. ]
[He wouldn’t want it any other way, honestly. Wouldn’t want this with anyone else. Couldn’t. No one else has ever meant as much to him as Steve, no one else has ever made him feel so much.
No one else has ever driven him this high.
He should feel exposed like this — and he does, arousal fully on display for his partner but it’s not a vulnerable feeling, not with Steve. While Bucky feels on edge it’s only in the good ways, anticipation and lust and that overarching thread of fondness mingling in him. Muscles in his legs quiver with each kiss and nip and faintly he wonders where Steve learned to be such a wicked tease even as he lets his legs spread further, opens himself more for Steve. And he opens his mouth too, words spilling out of him, eager and faintly filthy and Bucky clearly has no problem with talking dirty or with telling Steve what he wants.]
Please suck me off Steve, I want you, want your mouth all over me. Mark me again, suck me off, lick me open, make me yours.
[ Well, Steve's not sure what he'd been expecting, but Bucky's words still surprise him a little. They're filthy and enticing and Steve loves it. Bucky's always had a bit of a filthy mouth, but having it turned on him like this is something else.
He bites Bucky's thigh, careful not to break skin that he knows is sensitive, and then he sucks at the spot in earnest. If Bucky wants another mark, Steve will give it to him. Steve will cover him in marks, claim every inch of him with kisses and bites until there's no question of how much they belong together. ]
So beautiful, Buck.
[ His hand teases at the bump of Bucky's hipbone, fingers teasing his stomach and brushing the side of his erection. There's a note of awe in his voice now, like he can't believe he's allowed to have this. ]
[An earnest agreement, something Bucky means down to the very heart of who he is. He’s obviously not inexperienced and surely Steve has picked up on it. But he’s never had a lover who’s made him feel anything near what Steve gives to him. His breathing gets heavier, eyes darker the more Steve teases and he can’t tear his gaze away from the sight of his best friend between his legs.
Damn, he just wants this man so much.
A little cry escapes him at that soft bite, the way Steve sucks in a bruise a moment later. Bucky remembers that he has a hand in Steve’s hair and tugs again, a whine accompanying the motion; his other hand flings itself across the bed, searching for a pillow and hauling it close to prop himself up. He wants to see this, needs to see more of Steve.
It takes his breath away when he does. Steve has always had a quiet intensity about him, a focus that he can narrow down so sharply onto an idea he gets in his head. To be the center of that focus, to have all of it turned completely on him is a feeling like no other. It’s arousing yes, but it’s also comfortable, like a heavy blanket on a cold day.
The sentiment in his friend’s voice makes the words Bucky wants to say catch in his throat. The only thing that comes out—
—is all that he really needs to say anyway:] Steve...
[ There's a breathless little laugh as he feels that tug in his hair. He's probably teased Bucky enough for now, even if it is fun.
He kisses over that newly-forming mark on Bucky's thigh and wraps his fingers around the base of Bucky's cock. This isn't something he's done before, but he's got an idea of it and everyone's got to start somewhere, right? He thinks Bucky is the best person to start with, maybe the only person he really wants to do something like this with, because he can't remember ever noticing another man the way he notices Bucky and there's something about this thing between them that isn't about that, anyway. It's about the two of them and the decades between them, even the ones that were ripped away. ]
I've got you.
[ There's nothing but fondness in the look he gives Bucky now. Well, there's also a healthy dose of want, but he's not teasing anymore.
He wraps his lips around Bucky's dick experimentally, tongue pressing at the tip. ]
[Which is probably one of the most important things they can say to each other. It’s something that’s always been there between them, something they don’t need to say, but the verbal affirmation is honestly just something Bucky enjoys. It says that no matter what, they have each other. They have this.
Maybe this is all they ever really needed anyway.
And things like inexperience? Doesn’t bother Bucky one bit. If anything he’s actually secretly kind of thrilled that he’s the one Steve is learning some of this with, that he gets to be Steve’s first — and hopefully his only, but that’s a serious discussion for when the clothes are on and lust isn’t riding both of them hard. It’s not for right now, not for Steve’s hand curling around him, for the look in Steve’s eyes. His own gaze softens a little, the hand tugging at hair shifting to more gently comb through the soft strands.]
Always. You’ve got me however you want me.
[He shudders when Steve’s lips close around him, can’t help his moan. Logically Bucky knows how hot Steve’s mouth is; they’d spent quite some time kissing, after all. But it feels ten times hotter now, like this. And while Steve might not have much in experience, his instincts serve him well.]
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His hands explore the shape of Steve's back, how muscle has given more definition to his form. It's something he wants to learn: the boundaries of Steve's shape, how and where he likes to be touched. What feels good, and what feels better than just good.]
You never have. I don't think you could.
[It might be a flattering statement but it's an honest one, wrapped up with affection and friendship and this warm thing between them that's just growing warmer with every shared look, every careful touch. Bucky tips his head to the side, giving Steve all the room he wants to explore, sighing softly as lips play against his skin.]
Mm? Both.
[A quiet chuckle bubbles through him as Steve lingers over the bruise; it still stings a little and that's perfect.]
I like having my neck kissed. And sometimes I like to play a little rough. Not something I need all the time, but it feels damn good.
[He tugs Steve up, enough to be able to drop a kiss on his lips.]
Feels even better because it's you. You've left so many marks on me Steve, from when we were kids to now. This one's just visible. [His smile turns a little sly.] And I kind of like seeing you get a little possessive.
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The hands mapping out his skin are like being welcomed home, the simple touch so intimate and welcome that Steve's not sure how he went so long without it. He shows Bucky equal affection as he kisses Bucky's skin and presses their bodies together like he thinks if they stayed like this long enough they could become one person.
He lets Bucky tug him into another kiss again, though. There's not much he wouldn't indulge Bucky in, especially right now with their bodies pressed so close and Bucky so soft and relaxed beneath him.
All the things that Bucky's saying he likes, Steve is filing away for later use. Kiss Bucky's neck, be a little rough sometimes. ]
You do, huh?
[ That Bucky likes Steve being possessive, he can definitely work with. He can't really imagine being like that towards someone who wasn't expressly asking for it. That's just not who Steve is, but knowing Bucky likes it sets a little fire in him and he presses in for another kiss with a smirk. This kiss is a little demanding, a little more heated and pushy than the soft kisses they've been exchanging. This is something Steve is taking. ]
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You are staying tonight, right?
[Because he doesn’t think he extended it as an actual offer and he kind of wants to hear it. Wants to curl up around Steve, wants to know what it’d be like to wake up to his smile in the morning. Not that he’s at all sleepy right now! No, he’s much too awake, much too interested in their exploration of each other, especially with how Steve looms over him now, how Steve kisses him. It’s got an edge to it, something a little more demanding than their previous kiss. And Bucky welcomes it, parting his lips with a groan, giving Steve everything he wants to take.]
Do you have any idea how good you are at that?
[That inclination to want, to take? It’s doing good things for Bucky. It’s doing very good things for Bucky.]
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I'm not going anywhere.
[ Presumptuous, maybe, but it's not like he's ever felt the need to ask about being here before. He'd already assumed he'd be staying the night because he can't imagine walking away from this, even when they are sated and tired. He wants to touch as much of Bucky for as long as he can.
He shifts against Bucky, skin sliding against skin, still a little slick and messy between them. God, he wants more of that and more of those little sounds Bucky made when Steve left that bruise and more of everything else he can possibly wring out of Bucky.
With a breathy hum, he ducks his head again to kiss that bruise and then he kisses his way to Bucky's shoulder. He kisses the angry scars that collect near the metal joint, because that's Bucky, too, and he loves it just as much as the rest of him. ]
There's a lot more thing I want to do for you.
[ For, not to. It's important to Steve that Bucky understands the difference. He wants this to be about making sure Bucky's pleasure is taken care of. ]
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[He reaches up to run his hand through Steve’s hair, the gesture full of fondness for being able to touch like this. For being able to linger. For Steve wanting to touch him. For Steve confirming the stay, for the knowledge that they’ll really be sharing Bucky’s bed in a way that’s more intimate than any night over they’ve ever had.
For simply knowing that Steve is here. That Stevewantsto be here.
He sounds out when Steve shifts, something that's almost but not quite a moan and entirely stepped in contentment. It feels good to move against each other and it has nothing at all to do with arousal. Oh, there’s certainly physical attraction aplenty but this is more about the boundaries where Bucky ends and Steve begins — and how small, how nonexistent they can make those borders. And the way Steve’s kisses trail along his skin? It’s certainly a great start to that endeavor.]
Tell me?
[Because he hadn’t missed that little distinction. Steve has always been precise with his words; he says what he means and means what he says. And it’s a small thing, just one word, but it means so very much.]
I want to know what you want too. What you like.
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That little noise he gets out of Bucky, though, goes straight to his heart and he hums in reply as he shifts against Bucky again, feeling the heat of Bucky's skin and the motions of his breath rise and fall. He could probably get lost in just this--no sex, just the intimacy of the moment. ]
Still figuring it out.
[ Because he can be honest with Bucky that he's really working with theoretical knowledge here and while he's not naive, his experience is pretty limited to say the least. ]
I have some ideas of what I'd like to try, though.
[ He shifts down just a little to kiss Bucky's chest, hoping it's not too obvious that he's blushing. ]
I want to put my mouth on you. If that's something you'd want.
[ The wording feels so clunky and he almost laughs at himself, but everything seems so clinical or so vulgar and neither feels right for what's happening between him and Bucky right now. Maybe another time he'll try more vulgar words, but right now, he likes the slow, sweet air that's developed around them and he doesn't want to break that. ]
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It's a good feeling.
And exploring like this is more than a little fun, watching Steve as he touches and kisses, watching what catches his attention the most. And touching him through it, hands against skin and hair and legs against legs. It's almost like Bucky's relearning his own body, rediscovering things about himself as Steve discovers them for the first time and it's an intoxicating feeling, more than he anticipated anything could be.]
I'd like to be the one who helps you with that figuring it out.
[His smile is a little lopsided and Bucky continues to play with Steve's hair as the other man trails kisses a little lower on his body. He thinks he has an idea of what Steve's meaning to do, and it's confirmed a moment later when he speaks — and he's not going to mention the blushing. It's actually a pretty good look for Steve!]
If you're asking if it's something I like, the answer's yes. There's a lot of places I'd like your mouth. [A beat.] Let me help you learn me?
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That he gets to figure out some of these things with Bucky is a gift. There's such comfort and intimacy and Steve just wants to find new ways to feel close in that.
He ducks his head to kiss Bucky's nipple. He'd definitely likely when Bucky had touched his. ]
Yeah, Buck, help me.
[ Then he glances up with a wicked little smile and licks Bucky's nipple. ]
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And affection. Through everything they've done since the moment Steve had walked through the door, it's all been with no small amount of affection.
Bucky shivers at the touch of Steve's lips to sensitive skin, meeting his gaze when he looks up. And oh, he knows that smile. That smile has been the instigator of many a prank, many a fight, many of their shenanigans. Seeing it now when they're like this?
Bucky definitely approves.]
You're off to a pretty good start.
[A pleased noise gets pulled out of him with the hot drags of Steve's tongue and Bucky lets his shoulders shifts a little bit, enough to bring a slight arch to his back so he can press himself against Steve's mouth.]
Kissing, licking, nibbling, sucking — go wild Steve, have a little fun.
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[ Steve can't help laughing and it's nice that they can do that, because this is fun and he's having a good time. He's glad to see obvious sighs that Bucky is, too, because this should be fun. There's no reason for them to be nervous or uncomfortable.
Maybe earlier when they'd been dancing, he might have been a little nervous, but once the kissing had really started, it had been hard to hold onto the nerve and the stiffness, because Bucky feels good and he looks good and he sounds good.
One of his free hands slides up Bucky's chest and shoulder to touch his jaw. But maybe Steve should go a little wild. He grazes his teeth over Bucky's nipple experimentally. ]
Look at me having all this fun.
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This is perfect. It's them as they always have been, laughter and smiles and all the warmth of their friendship but it's got this exciting new dimension now, this territory that they're just starting to explore and Bucky thinks he could want, need a hell of a lot more of this. They have all night, they have the morning after. They have until they decide they need to part and even then, Bucky knows this isn't a once and done. Steve's back in his life now. He's not going to let that go.
He turns into the touch at his jaw, pressing his lips against Steve's fingertips. A moment later he flicks his tongue against them, teasing and playful.]
Nngh— [Another one of those strangled noises, those half moans and Bucky's fingers tighten in Steve's hair. The verdict on teeth: very, very good.] I like your brand of fun.
[He shifts a leg, bending and half curling it around Steve and oh that feels good too, even better than he'd anticipated. It's intimate, it's a little sexy, and it's a whole lot more skin touching. All of those things are things that Bucky wants so very much.]
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He can't help his own soft whine when Bucky starts licking his fingers and then Bucky's tugging at his hair and it turns into a groan. That has no right to feel as good as it does and maybe that's on Bucky and the little noises he makes and the way Steve's utterly surrounded by everything that Bucky is right now, but the little tug at his scalp has his skin tingling pleasantly. ]
Keep your hand there.
[ For the briefest moment, Steve presses back into that hand in his hair, but then he's ducking his head again, this time to tug at Bucky's nipple with his teeth. Bucky had said he likes a little roughness, but Steve is still being gentle with the sensitive flesh, still teasing and experimenting as that leg wraps around him and hell if that doesn't feel amazing. It feels like Bucky's inviting him in even more, exposed and open for Steve and that just has that warm, melty feeling back in Steve's chest.
Bucky makes Steve feel like he's won some sort of prize and Steve can't imagine ever deserving something this perfect, but Bucky deserves everything in the world and Steve wants desperately to be the one to give it to him. ]
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[If Bucky sounds delighted by the discovery, it's because he is. Discovering things with Steve, learning him, learning what he likes promises to be a fun adventure. And like this, when they're naked and Bucky's starting to want a little? He can't think of anything he'd rather be doing, especially not when Steve's so responsive. That hand in his hair combs through the strands a little bit before tugging again — a little harder this time, though he's still trying to be careful not to hurt.
At the graze of teeth though he might have tugged a little harder than planned. Oops?]
Feels good. Feels really good.
[Above all he wants Steve to know that this is something he very much wants. He's never really kept anything from Steve — not counting that time when his mind wasn't his own — and while Bucky normally isn't an overly vocal lover, he doesn't mind at all telling Steve exactly what works and what feels the best. And he most certainly doesn't mind welcoming Steve against his body, opening himself up in whatever way his partner wants to explore.
He lets his tongue get a little bit more involved with Steve's fingers, tracing the shape of each one, licking between them. Eventually he draws two of the digits into his mouth to suck at them, experimental. Seeing if it's something Steve likes, something he could want. Seeing if it feels good. Seeing if he'll take it as a hint for what Bucky would like to do to another part of his anatomy later.]
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He pauses to sooth Bucky's nipple with his tongue and then he kisses it, but then Bucky starts sucking on his fingers and he really had been expecting something like that to be so hot, but here he is with heat growing in his stomach again as he lets out a shaky breath against Bucky's skin that almost turns into another whine. ]
Mmm. God, that is--[ He breaks off in a laugh, kissing Bucky's skin. ]
Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?
[ But then turnabout is fair play, right? Steve kisses his way to Bucky's other nipple before taking it in his lips and sucking gently. ]
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There's so much he wants to share with Steve.
He's got to pull off of Steve's fingers to answer but it's a small concession to make — especially when Steve's making such nice noises like that.]
I'd hope that I'm working you up again. [That smirk is back, familiar and as cocksure as always.] There's no way that we were once and done. Round two is gonna be a thing Steve.
[Definitely going to be a thing with how Steve continues to drive him up. The hand in his hair tightens again when Steve starts sucking on sensitive flesh and Bucky lets his entire body roll against his partner, a smooth undulation that speaks to his enjoyment and his desire to share even more.]
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He can't think of anyone better. ]
You are and I'm not done with you, Buck. Not by a long shot.
[ And the way Bucky moves? God, everything Bucky's doing is getting him ready for that second round and he's more than okay with that. He can't wait to push Bucky over the edge again and again.
His focus goes right back to teasing Bucky's nipple for now and that hand that hasn't been spending some quality time with Bucky's mouth is sliding down Bucky's side and over his hip to rub that thigh that's already around his leg. ]
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Good. I want to have you again Steve. Please.
[A little bit of a whine to that last word and surely he can't be blamed for it, not with the way Steve teases. His lips close around those fingers again, sucking a little more earnestly, tongue rolling against the underside of the digits and surely Steve is getting an idea of exactly the kind of treatment Bucky would like to give to him.
Though he's in no hurry to change their positions, not with the way Steve's touch wanders. He moans his encouragement, leg shifting to hitch higher on Steve's body, to open himself even more. To welcome Steve into anything he might desire to explore. To give him everything, just as he promised.]
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You can have me until you're sick of me. How's that?
[ His hand is only getting more insistent on Bucky's leg, more encouraging and maybe a little needy because he loves the way Bucky's opening up for him and he wants to explore every inch of that, but he's going to take his time doing it. They have all night for this and hopefully the rest of their lives, because Steve isn't take any of this for granted.
As he kisses his way down Bucky's body, he can't resist flicking his tongue at Bucky's belly button when he gets to it. He's going to need to take his hand back from Bucky soon, but he'll try to make it worth the sacrifice. ]
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[To the end of the line, it’s special to them in so many ways, spoken and unspoken. And this is an exciting new dimension of that promise, something that Bucky knows he’s going to want to explore over and over again because it’s always going to be exciting and new — like the way Steve moves down his body now, like the way he has to give up his attentions to those fingers. But he can’t even mind because this is Steve exploring him and that? That’s the most arousing thing he’s ever experienced.
The little flicker of tongue against his navel makes him laugh; it’s not quite ticklish but it’s close and it’s fun and he likes it. He really likes the way Steve tugs at his leg too, the firmness of his touch, what he feels in his hands. He’s always admired Steve’s hands: the hands of an artist wrapped around pencils and charcoals, the hands of a soldier giving strength to those in need. Now he has both that strength and that artistry focused on him and it’s almost too much to bear.
He only wants more and more of it.
He shifts his other leg so that Steve’s firmly between them, bracketed by Bucky’s thighs and that alone makes him shiver again, desire for Steve spiking higher. It’s a clear invitation, an implication of what more they can eventually do and what Bucky is pretty sure he wants to do with Steve.]
Steve, please—
[He’s not even entirely sure what he’s asking for, save that he wants more of Steve. However, whatever Steve wants to give of himself, Bucky is both eager and greedy for it.]
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He pushes himself up a little at Bucky's words, though, to look him right in the eye. ]
Then you're going to be stuck with me for a long time.
[ With a little grin, he shimmies backwards a little so that he can kiss the inside of Bucky's knee and then another on his inner thigh. Being in between Bucky's legs like this makes his feel powerful and he doesn't plan to use that power for anything other than making sure Bucky makes a lot more beautiful noises. He trails kisses up the soft skin of Bucky's thigh. ]
Please what?
[ That wicked grin is back, because Steve knows that he's teasing. He knows full well where his mouth is going and nips a little at the delicate flesh under his mouth. ]
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[He wouldn’t want it any other way, honestly. Wouldn’t want this with anyone else. Couldn’t. No one else has ever meant as much to him as Steve, no one else has ever made him feel so much.
No one else has ever driven him this high.
He should feel exposed like this — and he does, arousal fully on display for his partner but it’s not a vulnerable feeling, not with Steve. While Bucky feels on edge it’s only in the good ways, anticipation and lust and that overarching thread of fondness mingling in him. Muscles in his legs quiver with each kiss and nip and faintly he wonders where Steve learned to be such a wicked tease even as he lets his legs spread further, opens himself more for Steve. And he opens his mouth too, words spilling out of him, eager and faintly filthy and Bucky clearly has no problem with talking dirty or with telling Steve what he wants.]
Please suck me off Steve, I want you, want your mouth all over me. Mark me again, suck me off, lick me open, make me yours.
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He bites Bucky's thigh, careful not to break skin that he knows is sensitive, and then he sucks at the spot in earnest. If Bucky wants another mark, Steve will give it to him. Steve will cover him in marks, claim every inch of him with kisses and bites until there's no question of how much they belong together. ]
So beautiful, Buck.
[ His hand teases at the bump of Bucky's hipbone, fingers teasing his stomach and brushing the side of his erection. There's a note of awe in his voice now, like he can't believe he's allowed to have this. ]
You're so beautiful and it's all for me.
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[An earnest agreement, something Bucky means down to the very heart of who he is. He’s obviously not inexperienced and surely Steve has picked up on it. But he’s never had a lover who’s made him feel anything near what Steve gives to him. His breathing gets heavier, eyes darker the more Steve teases and he can’t tear his gaze away from the sight of his best friend between his legs.
Damn, he just wants this man so much.
A little cry escapes him at that soft bite, the way Steve sucks in a bruise a moment later. Bucky remembers that he has a hand in Steve’s hair and tugs again, a whine accompanying the motion; his other hand flings itself across the bed, searching for a pillow and hauling it close to prop himself up. He wants to see this, needs to see more of Steve.
It takes his breath away when he does. Steve has always had a quiet intensity about him, a focus that he can narrow down so sharply onto an idea he gets in his head. To be the center of that focus, to have all of it turned completely on him is a feeling like no other. It’s arousing yes, but it’s also comfortable, like a heavy blanket on a cold day.
The sentiment in his friend’s voice makes the words Bucky wants to say catch in his throat. The only thing that comes out—
—is all that he really needs to say anyway:] Steve...
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[ There's a breathless little laugh as he feels that tug in his hair. He's probably teased Bucky enough for now, even if it is fun.
He kisses over that newly-forming mark on Bucky's thigh and wraps his fingers around the base of Bucky's cock. This isn't something he's done before, but he's got an idea of it and everyone's got to start somewhere, right? He thinks Bucky is the best person to start with, maybe the only person he really wants to do something like this with, because he can't remember ever noticing another man the way he notices Bucky and there's something about this thing between them that isn't about that, anyway. It's about the two of them and the decades between them, even the ones that were ripped away. ]
I've got you.
[ There's nothing but fondness in the look he gives Bucky now. Well, there's also a healthy dose of want, but he's not teasing anymore.
He wraps his lips around Bucky's dick experimentally, tongue pressing at the tip. ]
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[Which is probably one of the most important things they can say to each other. It’s something that’s always been there between them, something they don’t need to say, but the verbal affirmation is honestly just something Bucky enjoys. It says that no matter what, they have each other. They have this.
Maybe this is all they ever really needed anyway.
And things like inexperience? Doesn’t bother Bucky one bit. If anything he’s actually secretly kind of thrilled that he’s the one Steve is learning some of this with, that he gets to be Steve’s first — and hopefully his only, but that’s a serious discussion for when the clothes are on and lust isn’t riding both of them hard. It’s not for right now, not for Steve’s hand curling around him, for the look in Steve’s eyes. His own gaze softens a little, the hand tugging at hair shifting to more gently comb through the soft strands.]
Always. You’ve got me however you want me.
[He shudders when Steve’s lips close around him, can’t help his moan. Logically Bucky knows how hot Steve’s mouth is; they’d spent quite some time kissing, after all. But it feels ten times hotter now, like this. And while Steve might not have much in experience, his instincts serve him well.]
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