He can’t even imagine Captain America doing anything sneaky. Not that guy. But the Steve Rogers he grew up with? Well, that might be another story. But it’s fun to pretend. Just like they used to when they’d lie there sprawled out in the summer heat, too hot to do much else, or sitting on the roof dangling their legs over the side and talking about what they’d do when Steve made it big one day. Bigger than Rockwell!
Bucky loops his arms right along Steve’s lower back like they’re slow dancing, Bucky’s fingers just teasing at the rise of Steve’s ass as he smiles up at Steve softer than he has in ages. Maybe they could even sneak in a little dancing somewhere else where the floorboards don’t creak. Steve’s gotta be more graceful after the serum, so maybe Bucky’s toes got a chance this time.
“The one with the best view of the city, of course. Penthouse even if we can score it,” Bucky whispers into the kiss, arching up under Steve as a broad hand skates up along his side, grinding more than he should up against Steve in a little tease of pleasure; not enough where Bucky’s gotta get worried about springing something on Steve, but enough to enjoy a good tease. “Maybe it’ll have thick walls for ritzy people who like their privacy. Think what we could’ve done with walls thicker than tissue.”
And if either of them had bit the bullet and said something earlier. Bucky hooks his thumbs in Steve’s belt, pulling him close and letting him feel the dig of leather into his lower back while Bucky satisfies himself (like he’s ever really gonna get tired - never!) with the taste of Steve’s mouth, the softness to his lips.
“Maybe I’d scope a bunch of places just as fancy out. We could break into them, have a room at every swanky place in town. Maybe even all the way from Brooklyn to Los Angeles.”
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Date: 2022-07-19 03:41 am (UTC)Bucky loops his arms right along Steve’s lower back like they’re slow dancing, Bucky’s fingers just teasing at the rise of Steve’s ass as he smiles up at Steve softer than he has in ages. Maybe they could even sneak in a little dancing somewhere else where the floorboards don’t creak. Steve’s gotta be more graceful after the serum, so maybe Bucky’s toes got a chance this time.
“The one with the best view of the city, of course. Penthouse even if we can score it,” Bucky whispers into the kiss, arching up under Steve as a broad hand skates up along his side, grinding more than he should up against Steve in a little tease of pleasure; not enough where Bucky’s gotta get worried about springing something on Steve, but enough to enjoy a good tease. “Maybe it’ll have thick walls for ritzy people who like their privacy. Think what we could’ve done with walls thicker than tissue.”
And if either of them had bit the bullet and said something earlier. Bucky hooks his thumbs in Steve’s belt, pulling him close and letting him feel the dig of leather into his lower back while Bucky satisfies himself (like he’s ever really gonna get tired - never!) with the taste of Steve’s mouth, the softness to his lips.
“Maybe I’d scope a bunch of places just as fancy out. We could break into them, have a room at every swanky place in town. Maybe even all the way from Brooklyn to Los Angeles.”