cyborgtopus replied to your post: Hiya! Please can you find the fic where Steve buys...
Yep, I am writing on Part 5 as we speak. :)
Steve flopped back on the bed with a groan. "You know, for a mega-rich profligate playboy, you work way too much."
"Uh huh." Bucky braced his hands on either side of Steve's face and leaned in for a quick kiss before rolling to his feet. "Says the man who saves the world on a regular basis and just happens to work for a billion charities in his spare time."
Steve propped himself on his elbows so he could watch Bucky change clothes. Sue him, he was taking every opportunity he could to stare at Bucky's body – especially his thighs and ass. "Except I'm expected to be a workaholic," he said, sighing in appreciation when Bucky bent over to grab a pair of jeans from his dresser. "You're supposed to be on a yacht somewhere living off your trust fund."
Bucky twisted to face him, buttoning his fly. "And if I was that sort of man, you would have never bid on me the night we met, let alone gone home with me."
"Not entirely true," Steve replied, gesturing at Bucky's bare chest. "I definitely would have gone home with you, just to get my hands all over you."
Bucky chuckled, and pulled a Superman tee out of one of the other dresser drawers. "At least you admit you're shallow."
Steve pointed to himself, still very much naked and planning on staying that way for at least the next hour. "Your point?"
"I never said I wasn't just as shallow."
