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Peggy really likes the view from her window
Chris Evans + naughty thoughts
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Steve wants to shy away from Bucky’s look, it’s so intense, but instead he holds it. He manages a little smile for his old friend turned lover, and leans forward a little to give him another slow kiss.
“This is perfect,” he whispers as his lips brush the other man’s. “Keep going, I’m okay.” He’s more than okay, honestly, and his erection is begging to be freed from the confines of his jeans. The little touch didn’t help, either, lighting all his nerves on fire.
The lusty tone in Steve’s voice is all the confirmation Bucky needs to keep going, popping the button open with ease and hooking his fingers into the waistband of Steve’s underwear. The gentle tug is enough to free Steve’s straining cock from its confines.
Bucky’s heart starts to hammer in his chest again. Just talking about taking things to the next level is one thing, but this one small step makes it real. He’s really doing this. This is the line, and now that it’s been crossed there’s no going back to being just friends. Whatever that will entail.
He lets his fingers close around Steve’s length, flesh on flesh, and it surprises him how hot the skin is, and how… large. He is suddenly very aware of the fact that he hasn’t been with another person this intimately in a long time.
“Christ,” he breathes. “I knew the serum made you bigger, but I had no idea…”
Steve can't help but groan softly as Bucky's fingers close around his cock, and he leans into Bucky, breathing heavily against his neck.
"Shut up," he breathes, grinning slightly although he's a little embarrassed. He knows Bucky means it as a compliment, but, well, it wasn't as though he wasn't endowed enough before.
As Bucky starts to stroke him, he breathes, "Can I touch you, too?"
I know it’s AmeriCAN not AmeriCAN’T, but CAPTAIN AMERISHOULDN’T!
Bucky Barnes (probably at some point)
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What do you want me to do, collect scrap metal in my little red wagon? Yes! Why not? I’m not gonna sit in a factory, Bucky.
Chris Evans [1/100]
Steve can’t help but let his breath hitch at the touch - somehow, he didn’t expect it, but there’s Bucky’s hand inching toward his crotch, and he wants it to keep moving.
“I - um, no, I’m not sure,” he breathes, wanting to rub up against the hand. “I’m just - if you lead, I’ll follow,” he whispers, eyes still closed and lips still brushing the other’s.
He’s never seen Steve so on-edge before, but under the nervous quiver of his voice, the raw want is there - a desire that matches Bucky’s own and it spurs him on even more. He lets his fingers snake the rest of the way up Steve’s leg and onto their target, dragging his fingertips drag over the hard length beneath them. He pulls back so he can look Steve in the eye as he pauses at the button, very careful to keep his expression calm and reassuring no matter how nervous he feels inside.
“Is this okay?” he asks, biting his lip. “Tell me if I’m going too fast…”
Steve wants to shy away from Bucky's look, it's so intense, but instead he holds it. He manages a little smile for his old friend turned lover, and leans forward a little to give him another slow kiss.
"This is perfect," he whispers as his lips brush the other man's. "Keep going, I'm okay." He's more than okay, honestly, and his erection is begging to be freed from the confines of his jeans. The little touch didn't help, either, lighting all his nerves on fire.
Chris, you fucking meatball!
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I was listening to a childhood song (from the movie Thumbelina) and Bucky popped in my mind right away and the lyrics matched perfectly.