Club 18 -Stucky Au-

Lucifer's a Sweetheart

A/N

A new story coming out!
I will publish the entire book at once though.
Just like a real novel !
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Steve pov

My ass hurts... Though it's a good pain.
Bucky's still asleep.
He's gorgeous even with drool on his face..
And goddamnit i'll take a beating in my ass (a/n omfg that pun bless)
if it means I get to wake up to him.

But ew.
Ew sticky sheets.. sticky stomach ... sticky ass....
I slide out from under Bucky's arm very carefully.
He doesn't wake up. Which is good.
The bathroom is attached to the room, so it's easy to find.

He has a picture of him and another man taped to the mirror.
Please don't let that be his boyfriend..

I get into the shower. The warmth spreads over me like a blanket. I tilt my head back , close my eyes, and enjoy the spray. (a/n punnn kms)
Lips meet mine. I jump in surprise and almost kill myself slipping.

"Woah careful doll. Don't want you dying on me."

Bucky's arms steady me. He smiles.

"Shit Bucky you almost killed me. You're lucky you're so cute." I slow my breathing and glare at him.

"Rip." He slides past me to steal the water. (a/n literally me)
He's facing the water and his back is turned while he shampoos his hair.
I put my arms around his neck and bite his shoulder.
He tilts his neck and then starts rubbing his eye.

"Ah fuck you Steve. I have shampoo in my eye now."

"Rip." I take back the water and shampoo my hair.
He glares at me with his good eye.
I rinse my hair and wash my body.
We trade places again. While he cleans himself, I wash his hair.
He smiles at me.

Not being able to contain myself with this gorgeous man naked in front of me, I bite my lower lip and my eyes trail down.

Bucky presses himself up against me. Our lips meet. Instantly my mouth is open and our tongues are tangled.
It gets pretty heated, but then Bucky pulls his lips away.
"No shower sex." Bucky says against my mouth. Boo.
He turns off the water and steps out.

"Throw me a towel please."

He does so quite literally. It hits me in the face.

"Seriously. Lucky."

"Ah shut up, you know you like me."

I blush, "I never said anything of the sort."

"Didn't have to." Bucky said. He wrapped his towel around his waist before leaving.

I can't believe I blushed. Only one night with the guy and I'm a mess. A flustered mess. But he was right. I fear I might start liking him.
And that is bothering me for some reason.
When I step out I see the photo again.

"Hey Bucky?"

"What?"

"Is that your boyfriend in this picture? I mean I don't want you cheating on him because of me. Not that I want you to break up. Because you're cute together and ugh.. I'm rambling."

Bucky starts laughing. "Holy shit. No that's not my boyfriend. That's my best friend." I sigh in relief and step out of the bathroom.
He's no longer in a towel. He has a pair of boxers on and no shirt. But he has the dogtags around his neck.