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Don't make me change my mind, Rogers. [He grumbled against Steve's lips.] No one likes a gloater and you're practically crowing from the rooftops here, punk. [Bucky pulled away enough so that he could help Steve with pulling his shirt off.]

Christ, you make me so hot, you know that?

[This was practically groaned against Steve's mouth as Bucky's fingers dropped to toy with the super soldier's belt buckle, all hint of dexterity gone in his haste to get the blond out of his clothes.]

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You wouldn't dream of it. [Steve was still grinning unapologetic. He loved getting what he wanted, especially when it was Bucky.] Have you seen yourself? Of course I'm going to brag. [As soon as he had skin to touch, Steve ran his hands all over every inch of it.]

You have no idea what you do to me. God, I want you.

[He licked into Bucky's mouth, twisting his tongue around in an effort to get more of his lover. There was never enough Bucky to satisfy Steve.]

I probably would just to take some of the hot air outta your head even if it did mean I had to suffer with a horrible case of blue balls.

[Ever impatient, Bucky finished unbuckling Steve's belt and went to work on the closure of his pants and once he'd opened it enough to slip his hand beneath the waistband of the super solider's pants he did so and moved to cup Steve intimately through his underwear.] You got me.

[Whether or not he was aware of the implications of his words was uncertain. Bucky was lost in the haze of lust and need. A low groan rumbled in his chest as the kiss deepened.]

[He groaned against Bucky's mouth and rocked shamelessly against his palm. He groaned again at Bucky's word. He had him, of course he had him and he wasn't going to let Bucky go. Not this time.] I've got you.

[It was a short walk back to the bed but he didn't push Bucky down just yet. It was easier to get their clothes off while still standing. He shoved his pants down to his ankles and kicked them away while his hands dealt with the buttons of Bucky's pants.]

[The brunette found his hand briefly entangled with Steve's pants when the blond suddenly started to pull the pants down. But then there was nothing between he and Steve's length. Bucky's smile bordered on smug as he wrapped his fingers around the super soldier and began to stroke him.]

Okay clothes off. Now. [He groaned suddenly and started to squirm and help the blond man pull down his jeans and underwear as well. Once the last shreds of his clothing was tossed aside, he tugged the taller man down onto the bed.]

[Steve dropped on top of Bucky, bouncing slightly when they hit the bed. He abandoned kissing his lover, moving his mouth to Bucky's neck instead. Leaving marks was one of his favorite things and he went after Bucky's neck with a passion, using his teeth and lips to leave a large mark high on his neck.]

God, you taste so good.

[The weight of Steve landing on him stole the breath from Bucky's lungs but it was a pleasant sort of breathlessness that had a laugh escaping the shorter man.

Bucky groaned softly and let his head fall back so Steve could gain better access to his neck.] Heh. You can keep doing that for as long as you like. [There was a spot underneath his jaw that had the brunette's toes curling in delight when Steve nipped at it. A long fingered threaded through the super soldier's blond hair instinctively.]

You're going to be covered in hickies if you give me that sort of permission. [But Steve had no intention of stopping. He loved that little spot under Bucky's jaw. He got the best reactions from him when he played with it.

He stroked his hand down the brunette's side, cupping his hip in his hand and brushing his thumb down the little crease right next to his groin. He enjoyed the little teases.]

That's perfectly fine, they'll heal by the time we get back to New York. [Bucky reassured him, smirking ever so slightly. Bucky wasn't one to just passively lay there and let Steve have his way with him while he lay beneath the super soldier and did nothing.

Bucky's hands skimmed along Steve's back, mapping out ever curvature and dip in his well defined torso. He shuddered when the blond'a hands came so tempting close to his dick and rubbed himself against Steve as best he could.] Fuckin' tease.

I'll just have to make more when we get home. [There was just a hint of possessiveness in Steve's voice. He really liked leaving marks on Bucky. He made sure to work one into the most sensitive parts of his lover's neck.

As much as he could tease, Steve couldn't resist rocking down against Bucky. He kept control my using his weight to keep Bucky's hips down so that he controlled how fast they rocked together.] Still feels good doesn't it?

I'll hold you to that. As a matter of fact, I have a couple of places in particular that could use some hickies. [Despite his lack of experience in gay sex, the shorter man was less prudish than Steve in so many ways. The idea of walking around with the marks of Steve's passion and possession on his body.

Bucky all but whined when Steve pinned him down with his heavier weight, thus preventing him from taking control of how they rocked and slid together.] Not as good as some of the other things we could be doing about now, punk.

Tell me. [There was something about Bucky giving him orders that sent a thrill down Steve's spine. He would like that very much. One day he'd get the courage up to ask for it.

He licked his lips and leaned up to kiss Bucky. All that whining and impatience was amusing to him and part of him liked having control but this was Bucky's first time.] Tell me what you want.

[Why was he asking him to think right now? Accusing blue eyes cracked open somewhat to stare at Steve silently for a moment.]

In the nightstand on my side of the bed. There's some condoms and lube. Why don't you get it out? [He suggested, voice dropping to a husky burr.]

You, uh, what? [Steve's jaw dropped open completely shocked that Bucky would suggest that. He had wanted that for awhile but wasn't sure how to bring it up. He had been waiting for Bucky to ask.]

Are you sure? I mean if you want that... [He was itching to dive for the nightstand drawer. Bucky could probably see how eager Steve was. He couldn't hide anything from Bucky.]

[Seeing the look of shock on Steve's face helped settle his nerves somewhat. Bucky even managed a wan smile as his flesh and blood hand rose to rest against Steve's cheek affectionately.]

Do you think I would have brought it up if I wasn't sure, Steve?

[He shook his head and turned to press a kiss to Bucky's palm.] I'm absolutely crazy about you, you know. Love you.

[He reached over to the nightstand, taking Bucky at his word instead of arguing. Bucky wouldn't lie to him.]

That's good. Considering I happen to be madly in love with you too. [He murmured, eyes shining a little brighter with excitement and anxiety.

Bucky watched as his lover reached over to the nightstand and pulled out the lube and condoms.] Have you uh...done this before, by the way? [The former assassin usually avoided mentioning Tony Stark with a burning passion because of the way the man had treated Steve. But he was logical enough to know they'd had sex. Considering Steve's libido, they'd probably had a lot of sex.]

[Whenever Bucky said those words, Steve always grinned like an idiot.] I know.

[At the mention of his previous relationship Steve sat back on his heels, running his hands over Bucky's thighs to try and comfort him about that. He knew how much it bothered Bucky.] I have but not very often. I took things slow with Tony and right before we got intimate I made the mistake of telling him I loved him. The relationship started to fall apart right there. We didn't do it as often as you'd think. He... he didn't want to I think because of what I said.

[His eyes narrowed at that and it took an almost inhuman effort to not rail against the bastard once again. But the simple fact was, he didn't want to invite the spirit of Tony Stark into his bed so he let it slide.

Instead, Bucky reached up to wrap a hand around the blond's neck and pulled him in for a kiss.]

[Of course Bucky knew just what Steve needed to get rid of his fears and insecurities. The kiss settled the nerves that had started when he brought up his past relationship.]

You can fuck me if you want. If that would be better. [He muttered against Bucky's lips.]

[It also happened to be a great way to distract Steve, as he'd discovered. And one he wasn't ashamed of using shamelessly if needs be.

James actually groaned when Steve suggested he fuck him because he'd be a lying son of a bitch if he didn't admit he'd thought about it. Fantasized about it, even. Just like he'd fantasized about the super soldier fucking him. Bucky kept that bottle of lube hidden in their shower stall for a reason after all.] Are you sure? I might hurt you? [The brunette asked uncertainly.]

You won't. [Bucky had never once hurt Steve. It was impossible for Steve to imagine Bucky ever hurting him.] The serum makes me hard to hurt. It'll be fine.

[They had plenty of time for Steve to fuck Bucky later. They had a lot of time tonight to try a lot of new things.]

[Despite the passion and need pumping through him, there was the ever present fear of hurting Steve lurking beneath the surface. He'd hurt so many people and there was so much blood on his hands that sometimes, James doubted it would ever come off. Its stain was invisible he felt the weight of it all the same.]

Are you sure? I mean--You could. Yanno. [He offered awkwardly.]

[Steve leaned down and kissed him, fighting back a smile. That was why he loved Bucky to much. His friend had always been willing to give him anything he might need or want.]

I'm going to yanno. [He ran his hands over Bucky's thighs, already imagining them wrapped around him.] But we have all night. We have days.

[Bucky's cheeks actually heated up in a flush. Though whether it was from embarrassment or something else was uncertain.] Yeah. And you did promise to leave me wiped out. You and that stupid super soldier stamina.

[He laughed, hand landing on Steve's stomach and pushed lightly to indicate he wanted the blond man to roll onto the bed beside him.] So uh...which position is best to prepare you? [Okay, the tips of his ears were definitely starting to turn pink.]

[He dropped onto his side next to Bucky, still keeping a hand on him and touching possessively. He couldn't help himself right now. This was their first time together and Steve was crazy about Bucky.]

On my stomach might be easiest for you.