It was started out fine. Actually it started out as a relief after an awkward dinner date. Steve had taken Bucky to what Pepper had assured Steve was an excellent First Date restaurant, which turned out to be too fancy for the both of them. Finally, Bucky folded up his napkin halfway through the second course and said, "Steve, let's go. I'm not a gal that you need to treat, we haven't made small talk with each other since we were 10, and we already live in the same apartment. Let's do something else tonight." Then he cracked a seductive smile that made Steve all too happy to comply.
15 minutes later they were back in the apartment, and Bucky had taken the lead in kissing Steve. Bucky had more experience with this, now that he has most of his memories back. Soon Steve had his back against the wall and Bucky's hands were creeping up his shirt to tease Steve's nipples and sending tingles along Steve's belly. Steve couldn't help moaning and arching into Bucky's touch. This was *much* better than sitting through 8 more courses at that restaurant.
In the midst of all that kissing and fondling, Steve found himself on his bed in just his underwear, with Bucky straddling him, wicked grin on his face. Bucky clearly knew what he was doing, since his ass was seated squarely on Steve's hard cock, and through his underwear and Bucky's jeans Steve could feel Bucky's ass cheeks gently squeezing and teasing. He twitched his cock in reply and got a chuckle from Bucky. "All right, all right, don't you know the virtue of waiting?" As Steve muttered something about waiting 70 years, Bucky scooted down to kneel between Steve's legs and shot a look up at Steve, licking his lips in anticipation as he deftly slid down Steve's underwear.
Steve threw his head back and moaned as his cock touched the chill night air, and was subsequently covered by slow teasing licks and nibbles from Bucky. Bucky's breath came fast and short over the length of his cock as he...
No wait. That was the sound of Bucky hyperventilating.
Steve pushed himself up and looked down. Bucky was still trying to lick his cock but his entire body was rigid and wracked with tremors. "Buck." No response. "Bucky." Steve knew he shouldn't touch Bucky in a situation like this, so he slowly turned himself around on the bed so that his face was under Bucky's kneeling form, where his cock used to be.
"Hey Buck. It's me, Steve." Bucky's breath hit Steve's forehead hard and fast, and his eyes were glassy. "You're clearly not okay so I"m not gonna ask that." Still no response. It's been a few months since Bucky's had an episode this bad. "Y'know that I love you, right?" It took Steve the better part of a decade to finally say those words, and now that they're out there, he just wants to say them over and over again, forever.
"And you don't have to do something that you're ready for. This is me, remember? I used to have to take breaks on every other stair landing. I hated that feeling, of being weak. But you always made it better." Now Steve was just shooting his mouth -- he knew that his voice helped more to ground Bucky than what he actually said. "You always said that you enjoyed stopping for the view. I thought you were being a jerk, but looking back, you probably meant the view of my ass, eh?" Bucky's breathing slowed and Steve heard an exhalation that sounded like a light chuckle, so he continued. "That why you insisted on walking behind me? You liked my bony ass?" Steve quirked an eyebrow as he saw Bucky finally come back to him.
Bucky heaved a slow heavy sigh and sat back miserably on his heels. "I really thought I could do it." He cast a doleful glance at Steve's now-flaccid cock. "That just because I can't... I really wanted to..." Bucky slapped his own face. "Dammit, what's wrong with me? I should be able to show you a good time. I know *how*, it's all *in* here. And I WANT to." The last part came out as a whine.
Steve gingerly wrapped himself around Bucky and peppered his face and neck with kisses. "Hey Buck, it's okay. They had years to mess with your head -- and it's always easier to make a mess than to tidy up." As he felt Bucky's shoulders soften, Steve slowly kissed up Bucky's beautiful jawline to nip at his ear. "Besides, we've got so many other ways to end a first date."
"You never know when to give up, do you, punk?" Bucky turned his head to catch Steve's mouth in his.
Fill: Horizontal Tango [1/?] Re: The sex is just never going to be okay (but Bucky sort of is)
15 minutes later they were back in the apartment, and Bucky had taken the lead in kissing Steve. Bucky had more experience with this, now that he has most of his memories back. Soon Steve had his back against the wall and Bucky's hands were creeping up his shirt to tease Steve's nipples and sending tingles along Steve's belly. Steve couldn't help moaning and arching into Bucky's touch. This was *much* better than sitting through 8 more courses at that restaurant.
In the midst of all that kissing and fondling, Steve found himself on his bed in just his underwear, with Bucky straddling him, wicked grin on his face. Bucky clearly knew what he was doing, since his ass was seated squarely on Steve's hard cock, and through his underwear and Bucky's jeans Steve could feel Bucky's ass cheeks gently squeezing and teasing. He twitched his cock in reply and got a chuckle from Bucky. "All right, all right, don't you know the virtue of waiting?" As Steve muttered something about waiting 70 years, Bucky scooted down to kneel between Steve's legs and shot a look up at Steve, licking his lips in anticipation as he deftly slid down Steve's underwear.
Steve threw his head back and moaned as his cock touched the chill night air, and was subsequently covered by slow teasing licks and nibbles from Bucky. Bucky's breath came fast and short over the length of his cock as he...
No wait. That was the sound of Bucky hyperventilating.
Steve pushed himself up and looked down. Bucky was still trying to lick his cock but his entire body was rigid and wracked with tremors. "Buck." No response. "Bucky." Steve knew he shouldn't touch Bucky in a situation like this, so he slowly turned himself around on the bed so that his face was under Bucky's kneeling form, where his cock used to be.
"Hey Buck. It's me, Steve." Bucky's breath hit Steve's forehead hard and fast, and his eyes were glassy. "You're clearly not okay so I"m not gonna ask that." Still no response. It's been a few months since Bucky's had an episode this bad. "Y'know that I love you, right?" It took Steve the better part of a decade to finally say those words, and now that they're out there, he just wants to say them over and over again, forever.
"And you don't have to do something that you're ready for. This is me, remember? I used to have to take breaks on every other stair landing. I hated that feeling, of being weak. But you always made it better." Now Steve was just shooting his mouth -- he knew that his voice helped more to ground Bucky than what he actually said. "You always said that you enjoyed stopping for the view. I thought you were being a jerk, but looking back, you probably meant the view of my ass, eh?" Bucky's breathing slowed and Steve heard an exhalation that sounded like a light chuckle, so he continued. "That why you insisted on walking behind me? You liked my bony ass?" Steve quirked an eyebrow as he saw Bucky finally come back to him.
Bucky heaved a slow heavy sigh and sat back miserably on his heels. "I really thought I could do it." He cast a doleful glance at Steve's now-flaccid cock. "That just because I can't... I really wanted to..." Bucky slapped his own face. "Dammit, what's wrong with me? I should be able to show you a good time. I know *how*, it's all *in* here. And I WANT to." The last part came out as a whine.
Steve gingerly wrapped himself around Bucky and peppered his face and neck with kisses. "Hey Buck, it's okay. They had years to mess with your head -- and it's always easier to make a mess than to tidy up." As he felt Bucky's shoulders soften, Steve slowly kissed up Bucky's beautiful jawline to nip at his ear. "Besides, we've got so many other ways to end a first date."
"You never know when to give up, do you, punk?" Bucky turned his head to catch Steve's mouth in his.