Bucky moves into the tower on a Tuesday. Tuesdays are always the same. Tony locks himself away in the lab all day and Steve is only home in the afternoon. So for the first part of the day Bucky unpacks his things. He doesn't have much - mostly clothes and personal mementos. He fills the drawers Steve has cleared out for him and there's another toothbrush in the holder now. Bucky orders a pizza for lunch which he consumes entirely by himself and waits impatiently for Steve to walk through the door. When Steve does, Bucky's face lights up.

"Hey!" he grins, hopping off the couch.

Steve's mouth spreads into a smile involuntarily because Bucky is such a contrast to Tony. Tony is happy to see Steve when he gets home, but Tony isn't always tripping over himself to welcome him. He meets Bucky in the middle, hugging him tight.

"You all moved in, jerk?"

Bucky replies with a smack on the seat of Steve's khakis. "As a matter of fact, I am. We might wanna go see if Tony's alive. Haven't heard from him and I didn't see him for coffee this morning." He frowns. "We usually have coffee together."

Steve lifts his lips to Bucky's forehead in a reassuring kiss. "He's fine, Buck."

Bucky's lips curl into a sly grin and he presses his mouth to Steve's, bringing their bodies together. His arms wrap around Steve's waist to hold him close, just the way he used to do years and years ago, only this time Steve is a lot taller. Steve breaks the kiss, bringing a hand up to run his fingers through Bucky's hair, noticing the devious smile on his lips for the first time.

"What are you planning, Barnes?"

"I wasn't actually planning anything. I was gonna go with spontaneity but…" Bucky trailed off, leaning in to press wet kisses along the strong line of Steve's jaw, nipping in between. In return, he tangled a finger in the chain around Bucky's neck, bringing him closer. Steve emits a breathy chuckle, each touch of Bucky's lips to his skin shocking like an electrifying touch.

"Why are you teasing me?" the blond asks with a smile, the stubble on Bucky's cheek scratching Steve's chin.

"I'm not teasing you, punk. This is the pre-show." He grabs Steve by the hand, tugging him to their bedroom and through to the bathroom. Steve gives little resistance when Bucky starts the shower. He strips down to his bare skin, stepping past the glass walls of the shower as Bucky does the same.

"You bring lube?" Steve asks shyly.

"Lube," Bucky laughs, shaking his head. "I don't need lube."

"Why not?"

Bucky grips Steve by the forearms, walking him back into the stream of warm water. "Because I'm gonna eat your ass like it's fucking dinner."

Steve moans at just the thought and steps back against the wall, speechless. Bucky chuckles low in his throat and motions for Steve to spin around. Steve is hesitant so Bucky reaches out, gripping Steve's shoulder and turning him in a half circle.

"There," Bucky grins, kissing Steve's shoulder. He scrapes his teeth along the skin on the way down, falling to his knees with his hands on either side of Steve's ass.

"Fuck," Bucky whispers because wow, Steve is gorgeous. That's something Bucky already knows but when he's here, Steve's ass level with his face, it's painfully obvious. Steve feels hot breath on his ass and his palms are flat on the wall, waiting. He's taken by surprise when Bucky drags his tongue down the small of Steve's back and between his cheeks, probing his entrance playfully. Steve gasps with his forehead pressed against the tile. Bucky groans, leaning forward and lapping at Steve's pink, ready hole.

Steve moans softly, moving one hand from the wall to trail over his body. He pauses at a nipple, pinching and rolling it between his fingers as the hot water pounds against his skin. He's moaning constantly whether it's a full-on shameless, continuous moan or just grunts here and there, he isn't sure. All he knows is that Bucky's mouth is always so good to him.

Bucky pulls back, prying Steve open with two fingers on either side and spitting into him, propping his tongue inside just for a second before pulling back. He's grinning when he brings his palm down against Steve's slick cheek.

"Bucky!" Steve shrieks because he wasn't exactly expecting that. Bucky laughs, spanking Steve again, and Steve shifts slightly.

"Oh my god," Bucky says, chuckling. "You love this." He leans forward, biting down on Steve's ass cheek and slapping the other one again.

"Stop it!" Steve hisses.

Bucky slaps his ass twice more and then nudges Steve's legs. Steve obeys, spreading his feet further apart and Bucky pushes his thumb in, playfully stroking Steve's perineum with his index finger. He leans forward, sinking his teeth into the flesh of Steve's glorious ass.

Steve whimpers, trailing a hand down his slick torso to his cock, wrapping his fingers around it and tugging hard. He whines at the contact and feels Bucky's lips lock on his skin, sucking a bruise on his cheek. It won't last for long, a couple of hours and then it will fade, but still. The mental image drives Steve crazy and his eyelids flutter closed, thrusting back onto Bucky's fingers shamelessly.

Neither of them are sure how long it takes Steve to get worked up but when he comes, he does so with a loud cry, forehead against the tile and his feet sliding on the tile floor dangerously. Bucky grabs Steve by the hips, steading him and hushing him soothingly, rubbing Steve's reddened ass cheeks. Once Steve is recovered he turns around and pulls Bucky to his feet and Bucky is beaming.

"You like to be spanked," he smirks. "Does Tony know?"

"Tony knows," Steve nods, averting his eyes.

"Are you- you're blushing," Bucky chuckles. "I'm gonna buy you a whip. You into that shit?"

"I don't know," Steve answers truthfully with a shrug.

"We'll see," he laughs again, grabbing Steve by the neck and forcing him onto his knees. He cups the back of Steve's head as Steve lunges forward, wasting no time in taking Bucky's cock into his mouth. He sucks teasingly at the hand, wrapping his hand around the base, and then runs his tongue along the thick vein that twists around the shaft.

"So hard," Steve mutters, pressing a teasing kiss to the head. He takes the entire length with little effort, dropping his jaw and moaning. He bobs his head lightly before pulling back and sucking at Bucky's balls teasingly. He feels Bucky's fingers tangle in his hair and pull and Steve whines at that. He spits into his palm, pumping Bucky's cock.

Bucky takes Steve's head, shoving him impossibly further onto his hard dick, fucking Steve's face relentlessly, his head hitting the back of Steve's mouth with each thrust. Steve whines deliberately as he feels a thick string of saliva dripping from the side of his mouth. Bucky's balls are flush with Steve's chin and Steve can't really breathe and Bucky is losing control and Steve just lets him.

"Fuck, that's good," Bucky pants. "Always so good at that. Gonna come all over your damn face."

Steve lets the dick fall from his mouth with a wet pop, sliding his tongue in the slit one last time. Bucky's hand wraps around his own shaft, pumping it veraciously until he feels his muscles contract. He comes with a throaty whine, shooting thick ropes of semen across Steve's gorgeous porcelain skin.

Steve's tongue darts out to lick at what it can reach and he stands to his feet, stepping under the water to wash the remainder of it off.

"C'mere, soldier," Bucky mutters, wrapping his arms around Steve's waist and pulling him close. He presses a kiss to Steve's wet cheek, smiling against his searing skin as the water pours over them.

"I love you," Bucky whispers.

Steve has heard it before in a different context but now that they're here, just the two of them, skin on skin, Steve knows Bucky means it.

And, "I love you, too."

I'M FINALLY BACK. I know this chapter was shorter than most of them but that's only because I'm trying to get back into the swing of writing again. Lemme know how I did with this new chapter? Thanks for reading! :)