Darling: Blue Series 3 (Stucky Modern California AU)

Twelve

As Steve continued his delicious torture, he slicked up his fingers and pulled back to add a finger. Catching Bucky completely off guard and earning a surprised guttural groan in return. And due to Bucky's surprise, Steve couldn't help but chuckle.

Not wanting to tease Bucky any more than he already had, Steve wasted no time opening him up. Quickly adding a second finger and scissoring Bucky open. Marveling at the way Bucky was pushing himself back onto Steve's prodding fingers, as though his only want was for Steve to be deeper.

Tripping the pads of his fingers over Bucky's prostate, Steve gave in to Bucky's begging and added another finger. Properly and thoroughly opening Bucky as quickly as possible without causing Bucky any discomfort.

Satisfied with his work, Steve removed his fingers and pressed a sweet kiss to Bucky's stretched-open hole while he slicked up his neglected cock. As Steve started lining himself up, however, Bucky stated, "No, wait."

"What?" Steve sincerely asked, removing his hands from Bucky's body. Fearful that he had done something, Steve wondered, "Everything okay?"

"Yeah," Bucky reassured, turning over and laying on his back. Spreading his legs wide, so there would be enough room for Steve, Bucky smirked. Running his hand up Steve's thigh, Bucky clarified, "I just wanna see your face, love."

"After twelve years," Steve stated, the corners of his lips tugging up as he lined himself up at Bucky's entrance, "You'd think you'd be tired of looking at my ugly mug."

"Shut up," Bucky giggled, but gasped when Steve started pushing in.

Arching his back, Bucky moaned as Steve seated himself. Steve kissed the tip of Bucky's nose and affectionately pushed the loose strands of Bucky's hair away from his face. Still wondering how he got so lucky. When Bucky's eyes fluttered open to reveal the prettiest shade of blue that Steve had ever seen with his pupils blown wide in his lust, Steve leaned in to tenderly kiss him.

Rocking his hips, Steve was soon building up an unforgiving rhythm. From experience, Steve knew that it wouldn't take long for them to both reach their climaxes. Knowing that after all the foreplay, they wouldn't last long at all. And despite him wanting nothing more than to make Bucky come -- and to come, himself -- Steve stilled. Wanting to prolong the inevitable.

"What are you doing?" Bucky asked, almost offended.

Steve's brows furrowed as he explained, "I want to make it last."

"Well," Bucky linked his ankles behind Steve's back, giving him leverage to nudge Steve just a bit deeper, "I want to come."

Chuckling, Steve nuzzled his face into the crook of Bucky's neck. Pressing a kiss to Bucky's sweaty skin before saying, "I thought you'd want to... I don't know... we don't get many opp--"

"I want to come," Bucky demanded, causing Steve to chuckle again. Then, Bucky said, "Unless you wan--"

Bucky keened as Steve started rolling his hips. Building a rhythm that is meant to get them both off, while pulling back so he could hook Bucky's knee over his shoulder. Leaning back down -- nearly bending Bucky in half -- Steve desperately kissed Bucky, knowing that at any moment he was going to come.

Steve was a gentleman, and made sure that Bucky always came first. So, while groping Bucky's pec, Steve stated against Bucky's lips, "I'm not coming without you."

"Don't have to worry about that," Bucky moaned, arching his back when Steve rubbed the pad of his thumb over Bucky's pert nipple.

Another brush of Steve's thumb and Bucky was coming. Spilling his load with his dick between their muscled abs. Steve moaned at the feeling of Bucky painting their abdomens and Steve couldn't help but come then. Especially with the way that Bucky's body clenched around him while he was buried deeply in Bucky's warm heat.

Going limp, Steve snaked his arms from underneath Bucky's body, holding him close. Bucky didn't seem to mind as he slid his own hand up to softly smooth down Steve's blond locks. Their breathing erratic, their hearts hammering in their chests, and Steve held Bucky even tighter.

Pressing a kiss to Bucky's sweaty temple, Steve whispered, "I love you, James."

Bucky giggled, "You're such a dork, Steven."

In retaliation, Steve playfully swatted Bucky's hip. Bucky wistfully sighed and said, "I love you too."

Lifting his head from the crook of Bucky's neck, Steve asked, "How about that bath now?"

Bucky nodded and giggled when Steve kissed him before he pulled out of Bucky and climbed off the bed. Bucky laid there for a moment in bliss before calling out, "Don't forget the bubbles!"