The groan squeezes out at the gorgeous, low, startled little sound Steve makes; at the kiss itself or the fact Bucky’s the one kissing him back, but Bucky’s not about to cut it short to find out. Nothing seems to matter when he’s got his Steve pressing into the kiss, or sliding fingers into his hair while Bucky clutches wrinkles into Steve’s uniform.
Bucky’s grip smooths out the next seconds, hands splayed flat over Steve’s chest as he tastes Steve’s mouth like it’s new all over again, and leans in closer. Arousal flickers down in a hot path down past his belly, as blunt nails drag against Bucky’s scalp, Bucky’s breathing thick and uneven by the time they part. Bucky opens his eyes, their noses grazing against each other as Bucky takes Steve in; the gorgeous flush of pink to kiss-teased lips, the way his hair’s a little ruffled and the dazed little smile on his best friend leans in. Bucky’s smiling, relieved, thrilled, heart fluttering as they curl towards each other, nuzzling against each other’s lips between short, teasing kisses.
“I guess I was too afraid to say anything until now. Not until all this,” Bucky sighs. It had taken the War and then meeting the Future Steve to give Bucky some courage. Bucky looks down at where he’s toying with one of the clasps on Steve’s jacket, but leaves it at that: this is already a big leap, and Bucky’s sure as hell not about to scare Steve off by going too far, too fast. Whatever Steve wants, at the speed he wants, as far as he wants. Whatever that looks like, Bucky knows he’ll be thrilled with anything. He’s wanted Steve Rogers for so long that he’s happy for anything. “You felt the same? Really?”
What about Peggy, Bucky almost asks. He doesn’t hate himself that much, so he keeps his mouth shut. Whatever this is, even if it’s short or a one time kinda thing, Bucky’ll take it.
He looks back up, cupping along the angle of Steve’s jaw and tilts Steve’s face into a slow, thorough, deep kiss before framing Steve’s face in his hands and looking him dead in the eye, utterly serious. ‘Cause Steve has to know -
“It’s not ‘cause of the serum. Or all this - “ the new body, the power. Never has been. Bucky continues. “-I’ve wanted you long before anyone dreamed up Project Rebirth. All those birds who turned you down didn’t know what they were missing or they were blind. “
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Date: 2022-06-14 03:13 am (UTC)Bucky’s grip smooths out the next seconds, hands splayed flat over Steve’s chest as he tastes Steve’s mouth like it’s new all over again, and leans in closer. Arousal flickers down in a hot path down past his belly, as blunt nails drag against Bucky’s scalp, Bucky’s breathing thick and uneven by the time they part. Bucky opens his eyes, their noses grazing against each other as Bucky takes Steve in; the gorgeous flush of pink to kiss-teased lips, the way his hair’s a little ruffled and the dazed little smile on his best friend leans in. Bucky’s smiling, relieved, thrilled, heart fluttering as they curl towards each other, nuzzling against each other’s lips between short, teasing kisses.
“I guess I was too afraid to say anything until now. Not until all this,” Bucky sighs. It had taken the War and then meeting the Future Steve to give Bucky some courage. Bucky looks down at where he’s toying with one of the clasps on Steve’s jacket, but leaves it at that: this is already a big leap, and Bucky’s sure as hell not about to scare Steve off by going too far, too fast. Whatever Steve wants, at the speed he wants, as far as he wants. Whatever that looks like, Bucky knows he’ll be thrilled with anything. He’s wanted Steve Rogers for so long that he’s happy for anything. “You felt the same? Really?”
What about Peggy, Bucky almost asks. He doesn’t hate himself that much, so he keeps his mouth shut. Whatever this is, even if it’s short or a one time kinda thing, Bucky’ll take it.
He looks back up, cupping along the angle of Steve’s jaw and tilts Steve’s face into a slow, thorough, deep kiss before framing Steve’s face in his hands and looking him dead in the eye, utterly serious. ‘Cause Steve has to know -
“It’s not ‘cause of the serum. Or all this - “ the new body, the power. Never has been. Bucky continues. “-I’ve wanted you long before anyone dreamed up Project Rebirth. All those birds who turned you down didn’t know what they were missing or they were blind. “