A super glow in a deep night, a deep dark blue. A lighter softer blue is the beauty of a certain man’s eyes. A blonde one.
James Barnes was an ordinary guy, if you would forget the torture, murder and being 100. He was just a simple guy. So when he saw Steve after all those years on the bridge, the way his muscles flexed, his strong kicks and whimpers when he was hit. It made the ‘asset’ want to hit him more, to hear those sweat bliss noises. Bucky wouldn’t do that now, he wouldn’t admit this but he has a massive crush on Steve.
Captain oh my capitán, as one might say.
Steve was doing pull ups in the main gym, his arms flexed at every movement. He was shirtless, and sweaty. Bucky was mesmerised. He only just had access to the avengers building becuase stark didn’t trust him. He knows he’s being watched by cameras, but where’s the public decency when Roger’s has his tits out? James makes a mental note to ask Tony if he spies on him, he seems creepy enough.
While he was spaced out, Steve seemed to notice his presence. Apparently he has been calling Bucky over, to train together. It’s almost as if he teases him on purpose.
“Buck??” That innocent choice calls to him again, he looks up to meet the worried eyes of their captain.
“Yes dear?” The blond flushed at the nickname, turning a soft colour of baby pink. It was adorable.
“Do you want to work out together, maybe spar?”
Spar. SPAR?! and spar they did. Steve was beating Bucky, without realising exactly why. Bucky was focused on other things. Well two things, that were drenched in sweat and a nice tan colour. It seems James got a bit too excited though as he used his metal arm to slam Steve down. Sitting on top of him, they total to close weights so when Bucky pinned Steve, Steve could’ve lifted him. As he was super human.
But he didn’t.
Steve stared up at Bucky with those doe blue eyes, the colour of the ocean, the colour of the skies. He sees his own reflection as every heavy breath Steve took, his chest heaved perfectly. His blond hair covering his eyebrow and left eye beautifully, even when he was sweaty and beaten up he looked beautiful. Although James didn’t know how long he was staring, becuase Steve started squirming. His pretty pink lips parting as he concentrated.
Bucky didn’t realise what he was doing till it was too late, he was holding Steve’s face. His thump on the man’s lip. Dragging his plump lip down to reveal a set of teeth. Teeth he would happily have mark him over, he doesn’t know whether Steve would dominate or submit. Even with the sounders larger figure and broad shoulders. His waist was child bearing, his ass was large, his thighs were thick and his lips were a cherry pink. He was obviously made to be taken. And James knew this from the start, even when he was small.
“Are you alright, you’ve been staring at me funny for a while.. getting kinda claustrophobic..” Steve laughs nervously.
-Steve’s perspective-
As Grey we the cloudy day, as shiny as a puddle. Bucky eyes were Icy and would make steve squirm. If he asked him to drop to his knees he probably would. The classical music cuts through his train of thought, he becomes aware of his surroundings. Having no clue how many pull ups he had done. Although he felt that similar cold feeling, the feeling of a stare. He glanced around the room till he spotted him. Bucky.
The man was about 6 foot, beautiful black hair and an extremely attractive metal arm. Steve had known him since they were little. However he was changed quite a bit since their last encounter, well Steve thought it was their last encounter till rhag same man showed up on a bridge with smudgy eyeliner and a new attitude.
But here they are now, Steve was almost desperate for his attention. He wouldn’t say he was being scandalous.. just a bit desperate. Who wouldn’t be desperate for bucky barnes?
The man had him pinned on the floor, with his thumb dragging down Steve’s lip. He didn’t know how to react, whether to beg for him right there and now or resist, pretend he doesn’t want it. He seems to enjoy playing hard to get. He looses that will and grinds up slightly, holding back a high whimper. Watching for Buckys reaction.
-Buckys pov-
His body recalculates as he feels a soft grind, has Steve wanted this to. He stares right into his eyes as he leans closer. Seeing how Steve reacts, the blond only attempted to lean closer. As soon as their lips met, Steve’s was open. For a man who never kissed anybody, he sure was desperate for it all.
“.. can I..?” James asks, stopping himself from lifting Steve’s shirt. He got a quick nod of confirmation, and that’s all he needs. He lifts the man’s shirt up enough to pass his chest. Placing his hands on the muscular plumpness of his pecs. He listens to the stifled whimpers of Steve rogers, Steve had his hand over his mouth. It was quickly pulled and pushed down to his side.
“.. cmon you really gonna keep a man from a good song?” He smiles charmingly at him, almost enjoying the blushing a little too much. When he pinched the nipple, sharp breath was taken.
Barnes gives Steve a knowing look, the breath was let go. And replaced with a small whimper. Bucky winks as a thank you and brings his lips to one of them, sucking it gently. Enjoying the feeling of the larger man squirm. He lifts his head.
“Are you sensitive there Steve?” He gets a small nod. “I want an answer.” Bucky sternly tells him off, slapping his chest lightly. “M-mhm..” James will take it, he places his thighs at both sides of Steve’s waist. Pushing their chests together he gives light kisses to Steve’s neck. With every move he does, he asks for confirmation.
Kisses turns into bites turns into hickeys. Bucky went on and on till Steve was covered, as if James was an artist and rogers was his canvas. His big, sexy canvas. Steve was on his stomach, his back was covered as well, however there was distinct red slap marks on his ass. Bucky did it every chance he got, who would refuse.
He presses their sticky body’s together, his chest to Steve’s back. He grinds on his ass, holding them close. Mounting Steve.
“.. please stop teasing me Buck..” the sweet cry from the man below him was a push in the right direction. He lubes himself up, slowly pressing in. No prep.
Steve’s cries were echoing around the empty gym, his Pre-cum dripping on the yoga mat. Steve was compelelty naked, sprawled out for Buckys desire. All his.
Bucky hauled Steve up, so they were on their knees. He gripped the blondes chest tightly, squeezing them as he slammed into his prostate. Milking out the whimpers and whines the solider made.
“All mine, aren’t you Stevie. You wanna drop to your knees at every entrance I make. Make sure everyone knows who ur owned by. The Captain America’s a cock whore, a pet.” He spoke low, gravely as his dick jabbed at his prostate, sinking in as deep as possible. With a sloppy thrust he fucks out his orgasm, rubbing Steve’s dick so he comes with him.
With a soft grunt they both fall into the Mat, almost instantly curling up into eachother. Bucky held Steve close into his chest, almost moldes together like they were freezing without eachother.