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“I’m going to get bagels,” he announces, partially to convince and remind himself, as well as Steve. “Be back in a half hour.”
“What’s the rush?” Steve asks, voice still raspy and thick with sleep. "Come back to bed."
“I’ll starve,” Bucky threatens. “To death,” he adds when the hungry look on Steve’s face doesn’t even waver. It’s not too much of an exaggeration. Bucky slept for even longer than he usually does – again, thanks to Steve. He’d already slipped into a mild coma from Steve putting him through the shower wall before bed, but then Steve had woken him up for it, too, at five in the morning before his goddamn run no less, kissing up on him until Bucky was awake and hard and panting.
“How about I fill you up with something else,” Steve offers. Bucky is ashamed by the fact that his dick gives a strong twitch at that terrible line.
“You are,” Bucky says, “the worst. It’s all the time with you, Rogers, all the fuckin’ time.”
“What a tragedy,” Steve says, grinning. “Not what I was hearing last night, though. Didn't seem to mind at all, actually.”
“Can’t hold what I say when I'm getting fucked against me,” Bucky mumbles. Steve’s getting closer now, taking all the leverage Bucky is unwittingly giving him. He’s so good at this, too good, always knew how to play Bucky like an upright bass.
“No?” Steve asks, filthy smirk on his lips. A shiver runs through Bucky’s body. Steve stops when he’s standing right in front of him. "Anything you'd like held against you instead?"
Bucky drops his keys on the counter.
“The absolute fuckin’ worst,” he reminds Steve, before pulling him in for a slow, hot kiss. Steve kisses him like he’s fucking him already, biting at Bucky’s lower lip, licking into Bucky’s mouth. Bucky hums quietly, pressing closer, but then Steve pulls away.
“You love acting like you don't love it," Steve says, tugging Bucky’s jacket off his shoulders. Bucky lets it slide to the ground, pulling it off the rest of the way.
Inspired by ride in tandem, by @mcwho2
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Three Os in, and Bucky can’t quite remember which way is up anymore.
Or, Steve gives and gives and Bucky takes it.
Inspired by Everest, by @mcwho2
https://soundcloud.com/user-698197735/slowdeathteaser
https://soundcloud.com/user-698197735/podfic-to-the-victor-by-ipoiledi-thatsmysecret-teaser
Rated: E
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Bucky doesn’t push it, he still has his dignity. Steve’s a grown man, if he says he doesn’t want it, then fine, no problem. Alright, he tried pushing it a little on the first day, opened the bathroom door and followed Steve into the shower, but Steve aimed the shower head at his face when he got handsy and Bucky smacked him across the arm and Steve laughed and Bucky strengthened his resolve to show Steve he didn’t give two shits about his little ‘punishment’.
But, fuck. No sex. For a week.
Steve’s a sick son of a bitch.
COMING SOON! Inspired by The Truth Will Set You Free (but first it’ll piss you off), by mcwho.