Steve sat on the cot and hissed quietly as Bucky wiped the blood from his face with a damp rag. The brunette chuckled softly and shook his head with bittersweet amusement. "Ya know… it's funny. You won't say a damn thing when you get roughed up like this; but when I clean ya up, that's when ya flinch." He murmured and rinsed the rag in the bowl of water Steve was holding. Steve shrugged his shoulders and smiled wryly.
"Yeah well, you're clumsy when ya patch me up…" He said softly and looked at the dirty water. All of that was he blood… He sighed and shook his head a little more. Bucky saw the change in Steve's eyes and cupped his cheek.
"Hey, Stevie… look at me." He whispered. Steve's gaze hesitantly rose to meet Bucky's blue-grey eyes. "I ain't mad with ya… just worried." He said and tenderly thumbed the blonde's cheek.
Steve nodded and smiled a little at Bucky. "I know… and I shouldn't be worryin' ya like this… but I couldn't not say something, Buck…" He said, tone soft. Bucky's smile widened a little, love showing on his face. It made Steve blush. "What?"
"You're too good for yer own good, Rogers…" Bucky said and pulled Steve in for a tender kiss. Steve hummed quietly against his secret lover's lips. He lent forward and pressed his face against the warm tanned skin of Bucky's neck.
"If ya say so…" He whispered. Steve's heart sunk a little, that self-loathing voice back in his head. He felt his chest tighten and feel heavy, like lead was pooling there. Bucky huffed a quiet sigh and kissed the side of Steve's head, reading his body language.
"Hey… C'mon Stevie… don't do that. Just-" Bucky smiled a little bit and tilted Steve's head to look at him. "Just let me take care of you." He whispered and kissed the blonde deeply. Steve made a soft noise of surprise but closed his eyes, melting into the loving kiss. Bucky's hands took the rag and bowl from Steve, setting them on the ground. He pushed his baby boy back against the cot and knelt above him.
Steve wrapped his arms around Bucky's neck, his hands messing up those soft chestnut locks. Bucky broke the kiss and started to nibble and suck on the sensitive skin just behind the hinge of Steve's jaw. The blonde gasped quietly, a smile forming on his lips, Bucky knew just what buttons to push… He hummed, his nimble fingers going to start the task of disrobing the solider of his shirt.
Bucky flung the article away once it was open and off. He loved the feeling of Steve's talented hands caressing his skin. Steve pressed his fair share of kisses to Bucky's neck and shoulder, his hands trailing along his chest and sides. Steve loved the size difference, no matter how much he envied Bucky. He would love to be normal and healthy, and to serve… but at the same time… It was such a blissfully naughty feeling to have a lover that could just man-handle you into whatever position they wanted.
Bucky pulled Steve's shirt off, than his under shirt. He just wanted to see his lover. He frowned mentally at the bruises staining that perfect pale skin, but they would heal. He kissed over Steve's sharp collar bone, his tongue dipping into the hollows making the younger man squirm. His head dipped lower, lips catching and teasing one of Steve's dusky nipples.
"Bucky!" He gasped, voice breathy with want. It sent shocks straight through the older man. Bucky chuckled, husky against his chest.
"What is it, doll-face?" He murmured and looked up at Steve through his mussed up bangs. Steve snorted softly, going red at the pet name. He wove his fingers in his lover's hair and playfully tugged.
"What are you getting at?" He whispered, carding his fingers in that hair instead. Bucky smiled up at him and nibbled on a small nub, causing Steve's breath to stutter.
"Just want to show you how much I love ya…" He breathed and pulled at Steve's fly. When he got it open he pushed the just-a-size-too-big pants down the blonde's skinny legs. Steve lifted his hips to help James get the pants off. He would have to do laundry tomorrow morning, since those were his only clean pair of pants left. He pushed that thought from his mind as Bucky's fingers teased his inner thighs.
James looked at Steve. His eyes were reflecting the worry that he felt as he started to rub Steve through his boxers. They had been working together, to see what his body liked. Steve was hesitant about full blown sex just yet, and Bucky didn't want to push the shorter blonde too far. The furthest they had gotten was three fingers with James mouthing at his clit. He couldn't believe how wild it made Steve, he had to bite the pillow to keep from anyone hearing.
Steve looked down at James and cupped his cheek. He wanted to try…he wanted to try so badly. Bucky would be his first and it meant the world to Steve. He nodded and pulled him in for a short tender kiss. "I want this, Buck…I want to try this." He whispered and kissed him again.
James pulled back and looked at him, the air shifting with the seriousness of the situation. "You're sure?" He asked, rubbing the slim boney hips. Steve nodded and sat up on his elbows.
"Absolutely sure." He said, trying to smirk at James despite his nerves. Bucky smiled and pulled Steve in for a deep kiss. Steve lifted his hips again, easing his boxers down and exposing himself for the brunette. James dipped his hand between Steve's thin thighs and rubbed at his folds, trailing kisses down his neck.
Small moans left them both. Steve's long fingers were working on opening James's pants, teasing his cock from outside of the material. He was excited. Steve's heart was racing in his chest. He chuckled softly and rubbed at James's back.
Bucky let his mouth trail down Steve's pale skinny body. He was careful of the pools of deep blue forming on the alabaster skin. He didn't want to cause any unnecessary pain to his little Steve. James sat back on his knees, stepping off of the cot to let his pants drop before he climbed back between Steve's legs. Steve wound his arms around Bucky's shoulders, his fingers teasing the hair at the nape of his neck.
James slipped his hand between then again and eased a finger into Steve, the way he knew he liked it. Normally James wasn't that worried about being rough with the dames he had sex with. He always made sure to remember a rubber, but he never took his time like this. He treated Steve as if he were made of glass, and if he stretched him too fast it would be over. The breathy moans that left the blonde spurred him to move the process along faster, but not by much.
It felt like a life time passed when James finally had three fingers in him. Steve was panting softly, pulling at Bucky's hair. "C'mon and just do it!" He whispered hips rolling in needy circles. Steve wanted more, he needed more and he couldn't stand the teasing any longer. James nodded and swallowed thickly.
"Okay. Okay, calm down…" James said and pulled his fingers out. He used his messy fingers to try and lube his member some more before he lined up with Steve's opening. "You sure?"
"James Barnes if you don't fuck me I swe-" Steve's threat got cut short as James rolled his hips forward. The slight nudge of his hips pushing the head in. Both men let out a groan. Bucky's eyes fluttered closed at the tight wet heat that was swallowing his cock so easily. Steve was frozen somewhere between utter bliss and wonder. He wasn't quite sure how his body was taking Bucky in the way it was, and sure it hurt a little bit. He felt so full and it knocked the air out of his lungs for a few heartbeats.
"Steve…Stevie baby, breathe for me." Bucky gently reminded, kissing at his flushed cheeks. Steve gasped and nodded. He clung to Bucky's body when he stilled, letting Steve adjust.
"Oh Fuck-God… Buck move. Move please." He breathed, burying his face in his shoulder. Bucky nodded and did as told. He rolled his hips, starting a quick rhythm. He was getting so lost in the feeling, not focusing on anything else besides Steve. His scent, the sound of their skin meeting… it was all beautiful to the brunette.
Steve was biting his lip. He was so close to start with, but he never thought that it would feel like this. His toes curled, his body twitched. Steve gasped and moaned and groaned and tried so hard not to scream when he came. His face twisted in pleasure, mouth falling open in a silent scream. He wasn't even expecting it, but there it was. His vision blurred and Steve went limp, orgasm already passing.
James groaned low, his jaw clenching, head tossing back. His hips stuttered as he came inside Steve, moaning softly at the feeling of the smooth walls tightening around his member. Steve whimpered softly and squirmed at the feeling, pressing his sweaty forehead to James's neck. "B-Bucky…" He whispered.
"You okay?" Bucky asked, pulling out and tilting Steve's head so he could look at him. Steve nodded and smiled, happily dazed still.
"Sleep…"He mumbled and hugged Bucky close. Bucky chuckled softly and pulled their excuse of a blanket over them, settling on the cot beside Steve.
"Yeah, alright…Night Stevie, I love you." He whispered kissing his head.
Steve smiled and kissed Bucky's shoulder, resting his head there and curling into the larger body. "Love you too…" He slurred before falling asleep.