Bucky looked straight in the eyes of the woman on his lap. The beautiful glint that always made him breathless returned to her eyes, along with the emotions of careness, love, and hope. All the ones he knew that showed how much she is willing for any person. But, this is for nobody. This was all for him. Her love. Her hope. Her care. All to him. He let a smile appear on his face before grasping her cheeks softly.
It wasn't long before he pressed his lips against hers gently. As much as Stephanie wanted it more deep and passionate, just the action alone made her forget the thought as she returned the same jesture. Same goes for her hands for laying on his shoulders while Bucky's grip around her was loosen, but not released. The two continued to kiss as two teens, sharing each other's first, before a tiny squeak from the super soldier was made –– quite rare from her, even when she was skinny –– as Bucky quickly turned them over, having him now on top and laying over her strong body, treating it delicately.
Stephanie was melting under the warmth of her lover's body. Lover? Can she really call him that? After everything that has happened, including now, she was able to call him that, right? What about boyfriend? Would that work? Stephanie was so new on going this further in a relationship. She knew basic things a romantic relationship would have that she has done herself: hand-holding back when she was tiny and skinny and on a double date, which didn't last long as her date ran off for another dame; kissing, which didn't really count since Natasha told her to do it so they wouldn't be recognized by the enemy's agents –– it was awkward at first, but the girls got over and to this day Bucky wasn't aware of the 'lesbian' kiss; hugging, which she did with almost everyone that was close to her; and flirting with Shane, her former neighbor who turned out to be an agent, looking after her for Fury after the Winter Soldier came in the picture.
She was so caught up about Bucky that this was the first time she ever thought of him. His short yellow silk on his head he called hair, the nice color of blue in his eyes, his slightly tanned skin from a gentle kiss of the sun, his determination on his job, his kindness, how––
A sudden gasp came from her. Wait, when was her lips removed from Bucky's. Bucky; that's right. Why was she thinking of Shane? It's been years since they ever talked, and this moment is on her and Bucky. Her best friend. Her lover. Her only one, who was currently sucking her neck gently while his once loosen grip around her waist was gripped further again.
It was almost like he was reading her mind. 'Stop thinking of him. You're mine...' For some reason, she whimpered softly as she imagined the man on her, growling as he spoke out the last word in her head. Oh, she was in Heaven. She soon gasped again when she felt the sucking increased on one spot on her neck, right between her collarbone and end of her neck. If she's lucky, Natasha got some foundation that can match her skin to cover the possibility of a mark, or a hickey as people in this generation say.
Soon, Bucky's lips were removed after soft nibbling and licking on the spot. At the corner of her eyes, Stephanie noticed the small smirk he bared. Yup, she got a hickey from him. A claim. All his. Stephanie was all Bucky's, and she couldn't be happier. She then watched her lover straighten up, and started to pull the collar of his own shirt before flinging it to a part of the room, not caring where it lands. Neither did Stephanie as she stared up at the torso he bared. They seen each naked before (by accident), but Stephanie was used to see his torso back in Brooklyn every time he either took off his shirt or pour water on himself when he was too hot. Much to her enjoyment.
However, seeing it again made her feel like they should be doing this in the bathroom so she can watch the lucky liquid trail down, before she licked it off happily. He was more muscular than last time; his flesh arm was muscled with his veins showing quite nicely, his pecs popped out and straighten, and his abs revealed and hard while his beautiful metal arm stayed lovely with the rest of his body. As much she hated Hydra for hurting her friend, she was actually thankful on them for keeping his strength more than before. Sure, there were a few scars and faded bruises on him, but she didn't care. He was still handsome back then and now. Nothing can change her mind on that.
It was then she realized that she also sat up, and her hands were rubbing all over the torso, slowly as if she was savoring the touch on it. Bucky's soft chuckle vibrating under her hands, making the blush she was now also aware of grew further.
"Now you know how I feel when I see you shirtless..." Stephanie swore smoke came out of her nose when he spoke in that sexy tone of voice, as well imagined the thought of Bucky, copying her actions on her.
Another squeak came from her throat when Bucky moved forward and rewrapped around her again, making her pressed against his chest with her hands on his pecs. She was definitely going to die –– or at least pass out –– by just being this close. Being this close now in comparison to the similar closeness when they were both clothed are two completely different stories. Especially when they are the only ones being alone, no mission to interrupt them, and they were in one of their bedrooms on the bed itself.
Though a smile came on her face as she snuggled slightly on his chest while he held her. She was so caught up on his warmth, his beating heart echoing into her ear, and his muscular torso on her own that she failed to noticed the three clips on her bra removed.
The realization soon punched its way in when her eyes were bulging out as she felt the metal and heated flesh hands, rubbing slowly on her now bare back. She was soon stiff in his arms, and not just because his metal arms were creating goosebumps as she slightly shivered.