What can I say? Your Captain America costume always showed off your ass in a nice way.
[He'd say more, but, well, the kiss is a very good distraction. Bucky's hands still grip at Steve's hips, not moving them, gripping on Steve's hips just enough to be a reminder that he's easily as strong as Steve is.]
[Oh he didn't need the reminder, but having it was still nice and kind of a
turn on at the grip as he pressed more firmly, shifting and rocking down
against him slowly.]
Kind of reminds me of the old days. Only I think I could actually handle a
wrestlin' match with you now.
[Bucky smirks, making a soft noise, clearly enjoying the attention.]
Yeah. Yeah, I've got lube. Useful thing to have around.
[He sits up, just a little, just enough so he can dig through a small wooden chest near the pallet, pulling out a bottle of lube with a triumphant grin, handing the bottle to Steve, settling back into position.
He's sure as hell isn't spoiling to mood for anything.]
[He took the bottle, rolling it for a few moments between his hands and
smiling down at him. He bent again, pressing his lips to Bucky's once more
as he shifted so he could start pushing his own boxers down.]
Think we need to finish getting undressed first. What about you?
[He moved over, laying back next to the man so he could push them the rest
of the way off.]
Yeah, yeah. I guess it would be kind of difficult to work around, wouldn't it?
[But he's smirking, like a part of him thinks it would be kind of fun to try just the same. He pulls the rest of his clothing off, eager, and letting his gaze slide up and down Steve's body hungrily.]
[He turned a bit, reaching back while keeping his eyes locked on Bucky's.
His slick fingers found his hole and he slowly pressed one in, brows
knitting as he groaned quietly.]
You could say that. Like a boy scout, ya know?
[He would have chuckled, but he was too focused on what he was doing,
shuddering slightly]
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Yeah? You want me to see if I can get you some matching clothes?
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You think I'd look any good in it? Wonder what the team would think...seeing me in something like this.
[His fingers touched the robes for a moment, but then he was focusing more on the other man, breathing out at the sight of him.]
Missed this...missed you.
[His fingers found the edge of the undershirt and pulled it up, tugging it over his head and smiling.]
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I don't know, I think you'd look pretty good in it. Maybe something with a lot of blue in it?
[But he smiles, motioning Steve forward, hands on his hips to start tugging his pants down, without bothering with the button or zipper.]
I've missed you too.
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[He moved easily so the pants came down without much of a fight, leaving him in nothing but his own tight boxer briefs.]
Yeah? You always did like me in blue.
[It was a tease, but definitely true. He leaned in, fingers once more tangling in Bucky's hair before their lips met and he groaned.]
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What can I say? Your Captain America costume always showed off your ass in a nice way.
[He'd say more, but, well, the kiss is a very good distraction. Bucky's hands still grip at Steve's hips, not moving them, gripping on Steve's hips just enough to be a reminder that he's easily as strong as Steve is.]
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[Oh he didn't need the reminder, but having it was still nice and kind of a turn on at the grip as he pressed more firmly, shifting and rocking down against him slowly.]
Kind of reminds me of the old days. Only I think I could actually handle a wrestlin' match with you now.
[He winked, chuckling softly.]
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[He gives a sultry smile in response, settling into the pallet, looking relaxed, and so incredibly into what he sees.
He rocks up against Steve, careful not to break the gaze for longer than a few moments.]
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Oh you think so? Hmm maybe later though. Kind of like what we're doing right now...
[He laughed, bending over him and one more pressing a soft kiss to Bucky's lips, letting a hand slowly slide down his chest.
When he pulled back and Bucky rocked, he sighed softly, staring into his eyes.]
You got lube?
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[Bucky smirks, making a soft noise, clearly enjoying the attention.]
Yeah. Yeah, I've got lube. Useful thing to have around.
[He sits up, just a little, just enough so he can dig through a small wooden chest near the pallet, pulling out a bottle of lube with a triumphant grin, handing the bottle to Steve, settling back into position.
He's sure as hell isn't spoiling to mood for anything.]
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[He took the bottle, rolling it for a few moments between his hands and smiling down at him. He bent again, pressing his lips to Bucky's once more as he shifted so he could start pushing his own boxers down.]
Think we need to finish getting undressed first. What about you?
[He moved over, laying back next to the man so he could push them the rest of the way off.]
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[But he's smirking, like a part of him thinks it would be kind of fun to try just the same. He pulls the rest of his clothing off, eager, and letting his gaze slide up and down Steve's body hungrily.]
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[Once they were off he rolled the bottle between his hands again, turning his head to look at Bucky as he popped the cap and raised an eyebrow.]
So, how do you want me?
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[His eyes are half-lidded, longing.]
You think you can do that? You're definitely strong enough now.
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You know I don't mind any of that. I kind of meant...do you want me inside you or do you want me to ride you?
[He laughed, biting his lip before leaning in and pressing another kiss to his lips, humming into the kiss.]
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You implying you only have the stamina for one of those? I thought you were a super-soldier.
We could always do both.
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[After a moment he rolled his eyes, leaning their foreheads together.]
You know I'm up for everything you throw my way, Buck. We can do everything.
[He thought about it for a moment before shifting over the man, straddling him and smirking as he poured lube over his fingers, warming it.]
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Sounds like you've got everything all planned out.
[He makes a noise like a purr, gripping at Steve's hip, helping hold him there.]
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[He turned a bit, reaching back while keeping his eyes locked on Bucky's. His slick fingers found his hole and he slowly pressed one in, brows knitting as he groaned quietly.]
You could say that. Like a boy scout, ya know?
[He would have chuckled, but he was too focused on what he was doing, shuddering slightly]
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Sounds like you.
[It's choked out, because he doesn't really have it in him for banter now, falling mostly silent, except for the soft noises he can't suppress.]
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[He kept moving his fingers, eyes widening a bit as he stared down at Bucky.]
Oh you liked that, huh?
[He bent, kissing him deeply as he curled his fingers.]
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Steve.
[He kisses back eagerly, rocking his hips into Steve's touch.]
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[He broke the kiss slowly, shifting slightly and moving to the side so he could watch Bucky's face and his fingers as well.]
God this is hot, Buck.
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[It's half murmured, almost not audible, but it's obvious Bucky is having the time of his life.
Bucky smiles, even through half-lidded eyes.]
'm ready for you, Stevie.
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[It didn't take more than those words to convince Steve, he was too impatient to wait much longer anyways.
So he slowly withdrew, shifting back in close and nudging Bucky's thighs further apart.]
This how you want it then?
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Just like this. C'mon, big guy.
[He spreads his thighs, shifting a little, inviting and eager.]
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