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There was a thick wad of cash on the stand beside the door, the clock was ticking closer and closer to nine, and Bucky was already regretting this decision. He fell onto the sofa, the tense feeling of anxiety twisting and clenching in his gut. It pulled him forward, pulled his hands to grip into his hair and dragged a low groan from his throat.

What the hell had made him think this would be a good idea?

(Prompt: Hooker/Client AU, but Bucky's the client and nervous about it.)

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It takes three more days for the weather to break. Three sweltering days of Bucky trying to keep his hands and his eyes to himself, while Steve slouches around the apartment in his skin-damp singlet and underwear, fanning himself lazily and complaining about the heat. Bucky finds his eyes sticking on every movement Steve makes; the languid reach of his arms as he stretches like a lazy cat; the bend of his scabbed elbow as he reaches up to flick the sweaty hair off his forehead; the self-conscious way he licks the salt from around his mouth, eyes on Bucky the whole time.

Steve knows more about this stuff than Bucky, and he's eager to show him what he knows, if they can both get their heads out of their asses long enough.

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It started like this, with Bucky working as a longshoreman down at the docks, hauling mountains of crates of pineapples off of ships and down the port. The work came in fits and starts, with plenty of time spent simply waiting for boats to dock or for rough weather to pass, and he only got coin for the hours he was actually laboring. Bucky would often come home exhausted, wiping sweat off his neck with a rag, and grinning at Steve with a dullness in his eyes that indicated that they'd be lucky to make rent that month. 'Don't worry, buddy,' he said as he helped himself to a late dinner off the stove. 'We'll make it work somehow.' Steve wasn't sure how to believe him.

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Steve's been friends with Bucky for fourteen years. Unfortunately, he's also been in love with him for nearly just as long. He's been pretty good at hiding that over the past few years - until he follows a porn link one night and accidentally discovers that his best friend is secretly a camboy. Steve really shouldn't watch those videos... Not with the filthy things Bucky does to himself that gets him screaming every time he comes...

He shouldn't... he really fucking shouldn't.

But Steve's only human.

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Forced into a traumatizing situation that neither can control, Bucky and Steve have to confront their feelings for each other. It's a long road ahead...

WARNING: dub-con