Title: Better than blankets

Author: AnitaB

Author's notes: I own nothing from the Marvel Verse or The Winter Soldier. No money made and no infringement intended. Thoughts inside / \\.

Steve is getting his Bucky back from the Winter Soldier. And after he gets Bucky back, their relationship is going to take on some… (hehehehe) aspects that didn't occur to either of them in the forties. Cue Steve/Bucky committed romantic smut. Even now, the boys are both recovering from their years in ice. Neither one likes the cold… at all.

Better than Blankets

by AnitaB

Chapter one: Morning chill

Someone had tucked the blankets around him tightly. And Bucky knew exactly who. The warmth wasn't enough to take the annoyed feeling out of his ribs. Steve had taken away the real heat and given him only down filling and cotton sheets in exchange.

It wasn't enough. Steve knew just how much Bucky had grown to hate waking up alone in their bed. Bucky had made that more than clear in the last few months. Steve was more than aware of his opinion on this matter.

Damn idiot just didn't understand the purpose of sleeping late despite all the very delightful evidence to the benefits of staying the hell in their bed. /With me.\\ Bucky took in a shuddering breath to brace himself for the cold that would be outside of the blankets. The cold that somehow never bothered his stupid, brave soldier.

/He's like a damn furnace.\\ A smile curved his lips despite the icy touch of floor boards under his feet. One long hallway later, Bucky found himself standing chilled and breathless at the edge of their kitchen. /Steve...\\ His hands twitched with the need to run along the hot, smooth lines of that back.

Steve was standing at their kitchen counter in just a simply gorgeous pair of cotton boxers and nothing else. Some distracted part of Bucky's brain was aware of the scent of coffee while the rest was completely devoted to the sight of bedhair and the flex of bare arm muscles under smooth skin. But his heart really kicked into overtime when that tall, strong gorgeous man turned and gave him the smile he'd adored since they were kids. That was his Steve, he'd always had the heart of a hero even before he'd had the muscles to match.

/And that amazing man... he's all mine.\\

"Morning, Bucky." Those eyes flicked downward and the heat in them almost took the chill out of Bucky's skin. It still amazed him that Steve, his amazing, wonderful Stevie, wanted him even a little bit as much as Bucky wanted him back. "Can I get you some coffee?"

/Yes. In about an hour.\\ Bucky found his feet leading the way across the kitchen, his hands stealing the cup out of Steve's hands to abandon it on the counter and his fingers twining through Steve's. "It'll still be morning if we wait to drink the coffee after the sun's actually up." Steve was getting closer, bringing the heat of him almost against aching nerves before brushing a soft kiss over the back of his hand. "So come back to bed and keep me warm."

A wide, happy smile curved the lips against his skin before that strong hand rubbed heat into the back of his neck and led him forward into strong arms and a sweet, soft kiss. "That sounds like a wonderful way to spend the morning. Lead the way."

Bucky leaned in to kiss the smile off those sweet lips until at last those strong arms wrapped tight around him and their sighs got lost in the dance of their tongues. Now he was finally warm enough again. Now that warm, smooth back was heating his skin from fingertips to elbows. Now that heart was beating against his own.

And the heat didn't fade at all during the long trek back down the hall even with the distance needed for easy walking. Steve always wrapped him in this much heat.

Their bedroom door was still open when Bucky led his Stevie back through it by a set of interlocked fingers. The big hearted man was now leading him to the side of the bed. Steve sank down to the edge of the mattress, claiming both of Bucky's hands. The look on the sweet face was somehow insecure.

Bucky had always hated that look on Steve's face. Now, though, he could do more about it. He wasn't restricted to bro-code appropriate half hugs or pats on the back anymore. Bucky now had the right and the duty to cuddle and comfort that expression off that gorgeous face. He stepped into the Vee of those legs and pulled his hands free to cup that strong jaw and angle Steve's face up. "You know, don't you? You know how much I want you, Steve. How much I've always loved you."

"So show me, Bucky. Show me how much. Keep me warm." Those strong hands were weirdly hesitant as they touched ever so lightly at the bare skin of his waist. The grip got stronger only after he had moved into the contact, leaning down to brush their lips together. "I need you closer."

"Always, my sweet Stevie. Always." Bucky was smiling as he helplessly followed the grip of those arms forward against a hard, hot chest for a kiss that held steady as they slowly laid flat on the sheets. He would never get enough of Steve's kisses.

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