Címke: fluff

During the last hour

So, this is my submission to the wonderful @sgtjbuccky‘s End of Year writing challenge. Thank you for hosting this, and giving us the opportunity to participate! 🙂

The pairing turned out as 40!Stucky this time, but Steve is not smoll anymore, because it takes place during the war. 

There are some warnings but not too much, just some angst, fluff, kissing, near to death experience (kind of), almost too late confessions, WWII, and Steve very obviously being in love with Bucky. 

Word count: 2.5K

A/N: So, I wanted to write this as a Bucky x Reader kind of or straight into smut story, but it have never really worked out. That’s why I decided on Stucky, because I am a trash for those two together, and because I kind of wanted to try writing some angst? It’s not very deep or hardcore angst tho, and it almost turned into smut, but I could resist this time. 

I am horrible at giving titles, and sorry for my grammar. 

There was
yelling and continuous gunshots. Wounded and dead everywhere. The smell of
burned flesh and smoke filled the air.

Steve took
a second to think about the process and the decisions he made which took him
into this place. The place where he was so eager to get and where Bucky was
obliged to go. They become soldiers, got to the war but neither of them had any
idea of how it would be, how horrible it really was, how many friends they
would see die or get captured. How many villages will be burnt by the time they
get there, how many men, women and children would suffer, cry for help and beg
them to help. It was hard to imagine, even harder to process.

He had a
second before breaking out of his hiding place to look at Bucky. He was
focused, his back against the thick wood, holding his gun ready to shoot.

He
shouldn’t have been here.

No, Bucky
should have been in Brooklyn, charming girls and dream about his future, not
here in the god damn war, fighting next to him, risking his life.

He was more
worried about his friend than for himself. If anything have happened to Bucky…
He shook his head. He could have never forgive himself, he never thought about
living longer than Bucky, not with all the sickness and health conditions he
had. But now? Now he had a big chance that I might happen.

At this
moment he had the signal and broke out, taking down a few Hydra operatives,
running after the rest of the Commandos. He and Bucky broke into the facility
while the others were securing the doors.

‘The rooms are
empty.’ He heard Bucky’s voice from the hallway, lowering his weapon. ‘There is
no one here.’

‘It looks
like there wasn’t even anyone here.’ Steve looked around, searching for any
hidden doors, but there was nothing. ‘Something is not right.’ He walked around
one more time, staring at the walls.

‘Fuck.’
Bucky sweared and the blond one’s head turned to his direction immediately. He
was standing a on a trap, which could have been a missile, but something else
happened.

Some parts
of the ceiling opened and a few packages fall out right between them and the
only exit of the building.

‘Steve?’
Bucky’s voice was scared as he pointed to the small grenade looking object. It
wasn’t very clear first but as is stopped rolling a small picture of a skull got
visible on the outside. ‘Should we run? I don’t think it a missile, I think it
was the trigger.’ He asked not daring to move at all, his hands slightly
shaking.

Seemingly
nothing have happened for a second, only the distant gunshots and yelling broke
into the silence of the cold room.

‘Let’s go.
I don’t really want to know what are these.’ Steve’s gaze was fixed on the
small objects on the ground waiting for them to kill both of them right then
and there, but it didn’t happen.

He started
to walk towards the exit when the little balls got opened and choking white
smoke got released into the air.

‘Buck,
run!’ Steve yelled and grabbed the shocked man’s arm to pull him out of his
trans. The hallway was longer than they remembered and by the time they reached
the end they barely could see from the thick smoke in the air.

Before
reaching the door Bucky grabbed one of the vessels of the gas and shoved it
into his pocket, next to his knee.

‘What the
hell?’ Steve was standing outside of the building now, trying to gain his
balance back and clear his vision, but nothing have helped. He could hear Bucky
desperately gasping for air and coughing heavily, and he wished to hold him in
a way his friend did to him whenever his health got weak and he thought that
second would be the last, but he couldn’t see him, he couldn’t reach him.

‘We need to
take him back to the others, he needs the meds, he needs a doctor.’ The Commandos’
yelling made him numb with fear. No, no it can’t be! Not now, not here. It is
too soon, he is not prepared.

The numbing
fear was the last thing he remembered before pure whiteness filled his vision
and all he could hear was a loud beep in his ears and then it was darkness.

His body
was heavy, he had a terrible headache and his throat was burning.

The gas.
Bucky!

Steve
opened his eyes instantly, and sit up on the mattress, looking around, his
heart pounding heavily against his chest and his eyes burning but not from the
smoke.

Bucky!

He was
there, alive and seemingly well. He was quietly sitting on the mattress and
reading a piece of paper. When he noticed the noise coming from Steve’s bed he
looked up with a tired but relieved smile.

‘Hey, pal!’
He waved with the paper kindly. ‘It was just time for you to wake up.’ He
laughed and stood up to walk to his friend.

‘Are you
okay?’ Steve asked a bit too fast, his blue eyes running up and down on Bucky’s
body, trying to find any injuries, but he looked just fine.

‘Yes, I am
fine, so far.’ He sat down and turned his painful steel gaze from Steve.

The blond
man slid to the side of the mattress a bit to give the brunette more space,
tilting his head, trying to read Bucky’s expression. What? What now? They were
alive and back from the trenches, what else could it be.

‘The smoke
was probably poison, Steve.’ Bucky’s voice was distant and painful, still
refusing to look at Steve. ‘I grabbed one to bring here, and the chemists say
that it is something lethal. They don’t know how much time do we have, or how
it is gonna happen, but we don’t have much time left.’

No, no, no!
It can’t be! It can’t end like this. Not here, not now! There were so many things…

‘You should
go and see Peggy, she was really worried about you. You should spend your time
with her while you can.’ Steve couldn’t believe his ears. Bucky wanted to send
him away? He wanted him to leave? To leave him alone? Dying?

Even if he
did, why did he looked so broken, so sad, not even looking at him. ‘Come on, I
am not leaving you alone!’ He grabbed the round shoulders and shook Bucky a
little. ‘We are… I am with you till the end of the line, remember? Don’t you
dare to ask me to leave you alone!’ Steve concerned voice finally made Bucky
turn to him, his beautiful blue eyes weak and filled with pain.

‘Why not?
You love her.’ He shrugged his shoulder turning his eyes to Steve. ‘Go, don’t
waste your time to me.’ He nodded towards the exit of the tent encouraging
Steve to leave.

‘But- I
love you too!’ His voice was pure and honest it even surprised himself.

The light
blue eyes turned to him in shock, Bucky’s pink lips parted in shock, staring at
the man next to him.

‘I could
never leave you, you are my best friend. We are in this together.’ He shook his
head, making Bucky turn to him a little more. ‘I did not come so far, rescuing
you from the Hydra to leave you just like this, Buck. I love you so, so much
more than that.’ The warm hands cupped Bucky’s face, holding it gently,
desperately trying to erase the pain from those otherwise happy and sparkling
eyes. ‘Buck, you were the first and only person who could see me! Not only the
weak, sick kid I was, but what I was beyond that. You were there for me every
day, every hour and every second I needed you, and even in times when I didn’t
know I needed you, so please, please don’t push me away now, okay? Please let
me be here, with you, because even if I do love Peggy, I couldn’t stand the
feeling of losing you and not spending every last second with you.’ They were
both shaking a bit, maybe it was the poison or the cold, or something else.

‘God, I
hate when you are with her. I hate the way you look at her, the way you try to
charm her and how she is falling for it.’ Bucky confessed with a forced laugh.
‘I knew it would come, and I know I should be happy for you, but I have never
thought I’d come back from the war, I never thought you would come after me and
God knows, I never though we would see each other again.’ Bucky couldn’t not
notice how warm Steve’s hands were after all the cold touches during the years,
just as he couldn’t not notice how plump and soft his lips looked and how Steve
never shook his own hands away from the blond locks. They were sitting close on
the small mattress, legs tangled together, hands on each other, their foreheads
pressing together.

Steve
didn’t say anything, he didn’t have to he didn’t want to. He just let the
calming presence of Bucky sweep into his soul, the way his skin was hot against
his own, how it was still soft despite of all the scars and wounds he had, how
his breath was fanning across his lips and it made him tremble in an oddly inappropriate
way, but he didn’t care.

‘Is it
okay, if I just stay here?’ Bucky broke the silence with a whisper.

‘No, I
don’t mind at all.’ Steve laughed a little as they laid down and he covered
themselves with his blanket.

They just
stayed there, their legs tangled together under the hard fabric of the blanket,
their foreheads only and inch away. It was only a little smile and a surprise
giggle what Steve made when Bucky’s hand found his, interlocking their fingers,
saying more with this little gesture and with a thousand words.

‘I wouldn’t
be anywhere else right now, then here with you, you know?’ Bucky asked quietly,
his eyes still closed. ‘It feels so natural, like how it was and it supposed to
be in all our lives.’ He squished his hands around Steve’s.

‘Yes. I
don’t know what it makes us but, I need to ask you something, before it is
over, because I need to know, and it doesn’t matter now, right?’ Steve inched
his head back a little to look at Bucky, making him opening his eyes too. He
took a deep breath ad looked into those impossibly blue eyes. ‘I love you, a
lot. More than anything. So, do you? Do you love me?’

Bucky’s
eyes went wide not really being able to answer immediately. He felt overwhelmed
by his own feelings, which he surpassed for so long, and the whole situation
and Steve’s confession left him speechless.

At the very
moment they heard moving and talking outside of the tent so as quickly as they
could they let each other go and pretend to just sit and talk together, when
the doctor entered. He had a big smile on his face and was waving some papers
to the two men.

‘I gave
great news for you Captain Rogers and Sergeant Barnes.’ He laughed and handed
them the two papers. ‘The poison wasn’t deadly. It was designed to make the
enemy unable to move and escape from the facility so they can capture more of
ours, but you made it out!’ He smiled wide, grabbing the two soldier’s
shoulders. ‘It gets cleared from the body in approximately two days, so it is
recommended to have some rest until than and no exessve physical activities are
recommended. So-‘ He clapped his hands, and stood up. ‘have some rest and you
will be better than new by tomorrow.’ He waved and walked out of the tent with
a relieved laugh, leaving the two men in utter shock.

‘So, it turns out we’re not actually gonna
die after all.’ Bucky laughed nervously as he was staring at his own
medical records.

‘Dammit.’ Steve mumbled, suddenly
hearing again everything what they said in the last hour. They both stayed in
place, not really daring to move or look at each other.

After a
minute of horrible silence Steve cleared his throat. ‘You didn’t answered my
question.’ He said softly, making Bucky look at him in disbelief. ‘You know
that us not dying doesn’t change any of it, Bucky. I still love you. Do you
love me?’ He asked carefully, now not really being sure about the answer at
all.

Bucky
closed his eyes and smiled, terrifying Steve endlessly. It was a horrible idea.

‘I do,
Stevie. I love you, so fucking much.’ He let out an awkward laugh biting his
bottom lip before looking up to the concerned eyes.

Their gazes
were staring for a second, searching for any sign of dishonesty but there was
none. Bucky moved first, leaning close, his hand sliding to the back of Steve’s
head, before the blond one could have closed the distance between them. Their
lips meet in a soft, gentle kiss. They took their time, getting to know the
other one’s lips, they way it felt on their own, the unfamiliar yet thrilling
sensation. Bucky have kissed many before but none of them felt this good, this
right, this soft and honest and Steve just got lost in the new sensation. He
wasn’t unfamiliar with kissing but kissing Bucky was something different, it
made his heart race and his soul ache for more. He whimpered into the warm lips
when Bucky opened his mouth and slid his tongue into his mouth, stroking and
circling his tongue, making Steve feel all the butterflyes in his stomach. The
long fingers dipped into the brown, messy locks, pulling Bucky closer, letting
him push Steve’s chest a little to lay back onto the mattress.

‘One more
thing…’ Steve whispered between the dot kisses. ‘Would you… Would you be my
lover? If you think it’s Peggy you are wrong… I want you, always wanted you.’
He panted, pulling Bucky even more onto his body.

‘Oh, god,
yes!’ Bucky growled sucking on Steve’s bottom lips. ‘But I thought we shouldn’t
do any heavy physical exercise yet.’ He smirked which earned a deep red blush
on Steve’s cheeks.

‘You should
take me out first, like you did all those girls.’ He laughed kissing Bucky
again.

‘Well, I
might can’t do it here, but I am sure as hell, we can do the other stuff if you
promise to be quiet.’ He laughed happily peppering Steve’s flushed cheeks with
kisses.

Maybe it
wasn’t too soon, maybe it was almost too late after all. Maybe they were in the
God damn war, but they were together, alive and right now, utterly happy and unbelievably in love.

A/N: I really hope that even if it was kind of short it was enjoyable, and the ending is not that bad as I feel it is. This was the first challenge I participated, but I hope there will be more in the future. 

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Weak spot

Pairing: Chris Beck x Reader

Warnings: Fluff, drinking, implied smut, nothing explicit

Summary: All of your friends are having a little getting together at the common room of your dorm and you got the worst question ever from Mark. 

A/N: I just really wanted to write some Chris Beck again. I love him, soft and sweet, but also a little tease. 

‘So, what is the most sensitive and easily reachable spot on you, Smartie?’ Mark laughed as he poured another drink for you and tossed it across the table. 

‘Oh, you are horrible.’ You growled when you realised that he won’t let the topic go. You took the shoot of vodka and pointed to the spot at the back of your neck, above your shoulder. ‘Here. Both sides.’ You confessed and you could feel your cheeks burning. ‘I hate if anyone touches me there.’ The additional one sentence with the deadly look on your face earned you a bit of a silence in the room. 

‘Like this?’ Chris asked laughing and grabbing your hips kept you still until he rubbed his cheeks and lips to that exact sport. His five o’clock shadow deliciously burning your skin, earning a shudder from you immediately. You pulled your shoulder to your neck immediately, pushing him away with an upset groan. 

‘I hate you. I thought you are nice!’ You growled, giving him a disappointed look, which made him regret his former decision. ‘I hate when people touch me there.’ You claimed even if it was a lie. You loved it, more than anything, your knees went week in a second, eyes closing and you never could help the obscene moan you made. It would have been way too intimate and embarrassing to anyone to see. 

The night went on and you excused yourself to go to the bathroom. As you got out of the common room in your dorm, you could see Chris getting up too. 

‘Doll, hey!’ He tried to stop you. ‘I’m sorry.’ He said but you didn’t stop. He speed up his steps to catch you. Strong arms circling around your waist, pulling you to him, his stubble and lips finding your spot in an instant. 

You had no problems with Chris doing this to you because you had an obvious thing for him, so did he for you, and it was very obvious to everyone, but neither of you did any moves ever. You were comfortable with being friends, very touchy-handsy friends, even if you felt more, neither of you knew how to take it to the other level. 

But, now, no one was around, so you melted into him with an obscene moan which broke free from your lips against your will. Goosebumps formed on your arms and you shuddered a little, just when realisation hit you. ‘Stop!’ 

Your voice was strict and clear, which calmed you a little, that you didn’t sounded as desperate as you felt. 

‘I will stop, if you won’t lie to me.’ He breathed onto your skin. ‘You love this.’ His lips found your neck one more time, alongside with the delicious burn. 

‘I do.’ You admitted leaning to him instinctively again. He could have listened to your noises all night long, and the way you shuddered when he touched you, drove him mad. ‘Please, stop.’ You asked this time weakly. 

‘I am sorry, doll.’ Chris let you go and you turned to face him. He looked concerned, he was truly sorry for making you feel uncomfortable earlier, but his pretty lips were slightly opened, battling himself on the words. ‘Please, don’t go back.’ He blurred out.’ Please… Please, I need more of this, more of hearing you, more of making you feel good. Please, doll, let me make feel you good.’ Chris looked you in the eye, his steel blue eyes capturing yours, leaving your brain blank and empty.

‘You can’t tell anyone.’ You whispered looking around as you opened your room, pulling him in fast.

‘I won’t, but they’ll hear anyway.’

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A Stucky/Steggy Drabble

‘Someone got very lucky!’ Bucky smirked at Peggy after Steve excused himself and let them alone for a few minutes. 

‘Interesting, I wanted to say the same thing to you!’ Peggy crossed her arms in front of her chest and leaned to the bar, with raised brows. 

‘Who?’ Bucky looked around in the bar. ‘Come on, Agent Carter, I can see the way Steve looks at you. He clearly has a thing for you, miss.’ He sipped from his drink closing his eyes, to hid his painful gaze. 

‘It is weird because I can see the way he looks at you, and I can hear how Captain Rogers talks about you, Sergeant Barnes, and I must say you are the one who got lucky.’ Peggy smiled kindly, giving a once over to Bucky. ‘Steve is very fond of you.’ She basically whispered the words, her eyes never leaving Bucky’s face as his eyes opened wide in surprise. 

‘We are best friends since school.’ He laughed, turning his head towards the bar to hide his clearly visible blush. ‘Anyway maybe you should hear all the things Steve says about you, Agent Carter, and about the way he feels when he is a round you.’ He looked at the young woman in front of him, desperately trying to talk about her rather than himself and Steve. 

‘That might be true, yet I am not the one he goes to bed with at the end of the day.’ Peggy was surprisingly calm, kindly smiling to the desperate men in front of her. ‘I am a special agent, Sergeant Barnes, I can see things others don’t, and I must say you got to be the lucky one here.’ 

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The day was more than long and you decided to reward yourself with a nice, hot shower, to be ready by the time Bucky finished his training. You pulled your shirt through your head when you could hear the door open. 

A wide smile spread on your lips when you saw your boyfriend’s head peaking into the hot, moist room. Your eyes found his through the mirror and you turned around just to find him already behind you. 

The smirk on his lips meant nothing good for you as his fingers touched your heated ski your your thighs, running up, his eyes widening when his hands slid through your hips without any obstacles. You haven’t had any time to put some panties on yet. 

You wanted to bit your lips, but he was faster, pressing his lips to yours, pulling you immediately into a searing, passionate kiss. You had to grab onto his shoulders as you whimpered onto his lips, while he kissed you fiercely for a long minute, leaving you breathless for a moment when he pulled back. 

‘Hey, doll! ‘ hope you had a nice day!’ He smirked, before taking a step back and left the bathroom, like nothing has happened.  

‘Lucky you! I wish I had a boyfriend greeting me like this after eight years in a relationship.’ Wanda’s voice from hallway was way too unexpected, making you slam the door and pull your shirt as down as possible on your thighs. Damn witch. 

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Unloved

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Word count: 2,7K

Warnings: Fluff, fluff and more fluff. Also Sad!reader. Subdrop, mentions of BDSM relationship (nothing explicit), mentions of dom!Sebastian and sub!reader.

Summary: You are experiencing your first ever subdrop and Sebastian does everything he can to make you feel better. It’s a lot of fluff and cuddling. 

A/N: Okay, so I usually write stories about some light or not that light BDSM dynamics and relationships, but they never really go through the full extent of of a relationship like this. So, this is gonna be a mini series/story with a sequel, which tries to go beyond the smut bit of these relationships. 

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You were at
grocery shopping when it hit you. The extreme sadness and depression suddenly
flooding your body, making you feel lonely and you just wanted to cry.

Fighting
your tears you went through the aisles collecting everything you needed at
home. You pulled your phone out of your pocket as started to write a text. Your
extreme sadness was mixed with anger for no reason, but you couldn’t not feel
it. You were so, so mad, you’d want to slap the door into his face next time.

‘I hate you, please never call again.’ You sent the text and rushed to the
cashiers.

‘I have
told you, leave me alone!’ The poor old lady jumped next to you as you yelled
into the phone and walked out of the store. ‘This is all your fault!’

‘What’s
wrong, doll? What happened?’ Your friend, Sebastian was clearly worried and
confused about your sudden change in the moods. To be honest you didn’t
understand it either, but you felt like he betrayed you, he left you alone and you
were just mad at him beyond reason.

These exact
words were falling from your lips and there was a few minutes of silence after
that. ‘Please, sweetheart, let me go and get you. I… It is normal that you feel
this way. Please let me be there for you. Do you need me to get you anything?’
He asked calmly, like someone who was understanding what was going on. Even you
didn’t understand it.

‘No, I just
did the stupid groceries. Alone!’ The last word was mixed with the smash of the
trunk. ‘I’ll be home in ten.’

‘Alright, just
drive carefully.’ He sighed. ‘Doll, promise me!’

‘Oh, God, I
do! I am just sad, and so mad at you, I’ll not hurt myself.’ The relieved sound
from the other end of the phone somewhat calmed your nerves and you hang up the
phone. God, what the hell? Where did this all come from?

You were
home before you could notice. Not really caring about the things which should have
gone into the fridge, you drop the bags unceremoniously next to the door,
kicking your shoes off, heading to your room. The way you were pulling your
clothing of off your body made you remember the way Sebastian undressed you in
a hurried way yesterday. The huge mirror next to your bed made you feel even
more miserable, you couldn’t bare to look at yourself. You hated yourself and
Sebastian too. Mindlessly reaching out for something comfortable you find
yourself dressed in no panties, some cotton pants and his shirt. It was black
and way to big for you, but it smelled like him, and it seemed to comfort your soul
a little. Going with only the standing lamp next to your couch you turned on
your Netflix and curled up on the comfy cushions.  

In a few
minutes you could hear your door bell ringing for a second before the lock got open,
and you could hear Sebastian’s worried hello, from the hall.

‘God, you
are here.’ He was a lot less concerned now, but you didn’t answer. Why were you
even mad at him? You didn’t know. ‘Can I sit?’ He asked carefully and waited
until you noded. During his ministrations he picked up your favourite blanket
from the couch and covered you with it. It was white and grey and extremely
fluffy, and it made you feel better a slightly bit. ‘How are you?’

‘I am sad,
I feel like there is no happiness inside of me anymore.’ You cried and switched
sides, so you were snuggling close to him. Sebastian was immediately holding
you close to himself.

‘That’s
normal, doll. It’s okay to feel like this. I was actually surprised it have
never happened before.’ He explained and his hands were running up and down on
your back to comfort you.

‘I have
been sad before.’

‘Yes,
sure.’ He agreed quietly. ‘But you have never experienced a subdrop before. At
least not until this extent.’

‘A
subdrop?’ The confused look on your face made him smile a little and he pulled
you closer.

There was a
minute of silence until the gathered his thoughts on how to explain it to you.
‘Yes, it is a thing. I looked it up, when we started your sessions.’ Oh, right
because Sebastian was not only your friend he was also your dom. It was
something you started like two months ago. You both agreed to extend your
friendship and explore some things regarding to your sexual fantasies. You have
always felt quite submissive and he happily agreed to be your dom during your
BDSM sessions. He have had some experience too, but nothing more than light
spanking and using hands cuffs, so he did his own research before you could
have agreed on your terms.

‘It’s like
ultimate sadness for subs?’ Your question and the tone of it made his heart
ache a little. You still felt like it was something dark, shady, impure thing
to do.

‘No. It is
a chemical reaction in your brain. When we are having our sessions, you can get
really high, I mean high like high on your hormones. The subdrop happens when
you have drained all of your happy hormones from your body after a very
intensive session.’ Sebastian’s voice was calm and serious, making you focus on
what he was saying immediately. ‘You have several hormones, which are… well
let’s just call them happy hormones, okay? It’s gonna be a lot easier to explain.
So, these natural chemicals are part of the fight or flight response, which are
producing morphine-like chemicals in your body, to increase your pain tolerance
as our sessions become more intense. These hormones will and do put you into
subspace, which is amazing, but your body can’t make infinite amount of it.
While you feel supper happy and get high on them during our sessions, you have
a limited amount of them. You can’t make more than you’d normally do, and as
you have binged on them very very hard yesterday, most likely you have used
them all, or well, most of them. That’s when a subdrop happens.’

The amazed
yet confused look you gave him earns you a small kiss on the forehead. You sigh
contently. You missed him, his closeness and how much he cares for you.

‘So, right
now, I can understand if you feel unloved or abandoned or angry at me. I can
accept that. But you have to know that this feeling will go and you will feel
okay again very soon.’ He reassured you and rested his head on your forehead as
you burried your face into his neck, inhaling deeply.

‘I do feel
like this. I woke up extremely tired, and the thing you didn’t stay the night
wasn’t much of a help at the first place. I feel a bit sore and my skin is
still burning. There are bruises on my ankles because of the ropes.’ This
confession come out of nothing and you immediately wanted to take it back, but
it was too late.

‘Do you
need any medicine?’ Sebastian asked carefully.

‘No, it’s
not that bad. I just feel very tired, like I have run a Marathon.’ You moved
your hands a little so you could close them around his torso, pulling him
incredibly close. You stayed like this for a few seconds until your stomach
loudly reminded you that you haven’t had any dinner yet.

‘Come on,
let’s get to the kitchen, I brought you some chocolate ice cream and your
favourite sentenced candles, also some fluffy socks.’ He laughed as you tried
to hid your embarrassed, flushed cheeks.

You didn’t
need to move, he wrapped the blanket around you and picked you up bridal style.
Thank good he was working out that much. He carried you to the kitchen, gently
placing you on one of the chairs, letting you pull him into a long, silent hug.
His hands were holding you for a second more before he turned to your kitchen
counter and picked some bowls and spoons for the ice cream. He walked to the
hall bringing in your groceries too.

‘Would you
like to talk about it more?’ He asked as he opened your fridge and placed
everything onto the shelves.

‘No… Well,
maybe.’ You hesitated for a second, because your brain screamed at you that you
were currently mad at this very man in front of you, but you silenced it. ‘Do
you think it have happened because it was too intense yesterday?’

Sebastian
quietly placed the last items into your cupboard before turning to you. ‘Yes,
definitely. I was actually quite worried during the whole session, that’s why I
kept asking you about the safe words, but as you always went with green, I kept
going.’ The loud crack of the ice cream box made you shudder, and after it was
over Sebastian offered you an apologetic smile. ‘Sorry. So, you got into
subspace, doll. I have never ever seen anything like it before, you basically
become reluctant to pain and you looked completely high, like high on weed,
just ‘floating’ on your happy cloud. After that I regretted I didn’t plan on
staying, because I suspected that it might happen today.’

‘You know
so much!’ The amazement in your voice was clear even if your mouth was full
with chocolate ice cream. Sebastian laughed a little and adjusted your blanket
around your shoulders. ‘But, God, it felt amazing! I have told you, it was like
I was melting, like there was nothing in my mind, just pleasure and ease.’ You
explained and he nodded in agreement.

‘Thank you
for telling me, doll.’ The smile spreading through his lips was sincere and made
you wonder how he was doing it. He could make you feel loved and cared for
every time, that’s why you trusted him to be your dom. He cared for you, he
always wanted the best for you and he took care of you no matter what. ‘I was
hoping that the extra aftercare would help with this, but I was clearly wrong.’
You reached out to cup his face with one hand while you took a spoon full with
the other one, offering it to him with a shy smile. His tongue darted out to
wet his lips for a second before grinning widely and taking the kind offer.

‘Let’s go
back to the living room.’ You offered as you finished your bowl of artificial
happiness, setting your feet onto the ground, fumbling a little because of the
blanket.

‘I’ll bring
the candles and the socks. I hope you’ll like them.’ He fished them out of his
backpack as you moved back to the much darker room, to extend your couch with
one solid move. It was an easy construction, and you were extremely happy about
it. By the time Sebastian got into the room you got all comfortable and cosy,
waiting for him. He placed the candles on each side of the couch and some on
the table in front of it.

‘So, are
you going to put it on, or you want me to?’ He asked, even if he already knew
the answer. Your feet already peaking out of the fluff around you, you bottom
lip between your teeth, looking up to him innocently. ‘Alright, I’ll do it.’ He
opened the packaging and with a bit of a trying and experimenting he managed to
put on both of them. They were nice, fluffy and soft, keeping your feet nice
and warm. After this Sebastian laid down next to you on the couch and let you
snuggle close to him, fidgeting until you found the perfect position. He
wrapped his arms around you, gently playing with your hair.

It was
quiet for a few minutes, you felt warm and his steady heartbeat under your ear calmed
your panicking nerves a little. You still felt sad and kind of empty, but the
fact that whatever he was up to he aborted and run to you immediately, bringing
you some artificial happiness, slowly made you feel a bit better. There was
something on your Netflix, but you haven’t payed attention. The warmth
radiating through his thin shirt and as his left hand was holding yours, that
tiny skin contact got every piece of your attention.

‘How did
you recognised what happened yesterday?’ You asked the question which was in
your mind in the last few minutes but you were too soaked up in his warmth to
ask.

‘I have
read a lot about all kind of BDMS stuff before we started this. As I got into
it deeper and deeper this whole subspace thing come up more and more often,
which kind of looked like one ultimate goal for all this, but maybe it’s
stupid. The thing is I tried to get to know the signs of it and what to do
while you are in it, to not to break it immediately but not even let you to be
there for too long. I mean you don’t really feel the pain, and I could hurt you
seriously if I am not careful enough. So, I have carefully made an approximate
plan for this scenario, but obviously it’s easy to think of it at home, level
headed, then during our session. The basics were to keep you floating on your
happy cloud as long as it is safe and then decreasing the intensity of
everything until you come down slowly, to stay with you as long as you can,
keep you warm and talk to you.’ The way he talked made you remember all the
things he did  after it was over,
bringing you more water or Get a raid than usual, immediately wrapping you in
some blanket, carefully laying you down on your bed, and how long he talked to
you, telling you how proud he was, what a good girl you were to him, how much
he appreciated that you submit to him and trust him, and just ultimately how
much he adores and loves you for agreeing to extending the boundaries of your
friendship.

‘Thank
you.’ You whispered pressing a light kiss onto his cheeks. ‘For that, and for
coming over tonight.’

‘Of course,
doll. I can’t let you to be alone when you are feeling down.’

‘Because
you are my dom?’ You asked carefully.

‘Mostly
because I love you and care about you, but yes, yes that too. I feel responsible
for this, even if it is something natural to happen. But, I hope you are
feeling better now.’ He smiled gently. ‘Do you need anything else?’

You did. But
there was a bit of a hesitation before you said it. It was off limits.

‘I really
wanna kiss you.’ You blurred out, eyes falling to the soft, plump lips, then lifting
to look him in the eye. ‘I know it’s…’ You couldn’t finish your sentence
because Sebastian leaned to you and pressed his lips to yours. The kiss was
short, soft your lips barely brushing to each other.

‘I think we
can make an exception this time.’ The cheeky grin spreading across his lips calmed
your nerves about this. You moved a little shifting your weight to your elbow
as you leaned above him a little to kiss him again. You couldn’t help at the low,
content whimper which escaped your lips when he kissed you back, his tongue
sliding into your mouth this time, giving you a taste of those delicious lips.

After that
it was quiet again, you were watching the comedy playing on the screen, not
really wanting to talk right now. He pulled you up a little and turned to his
side facing you entirely, his steel blue eyes taking in the soft curves and
edges of your face. You don’t know for how long you were like this, sometimes just
your forehead touching, then he kissed you slowly and gently pouring all of his
care and love for you into these small touches. It was tender and intimate. No
words, just his lips and hands caressing you to let you know that he was there,
and he took care of you. It was so slow and made both of you feel utterly at
peace eventually both of you fall asleep.

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High patient – Chris Beck drabble

You had a surgery, and you were just waking up still feeling high and sleepy after the gas you got. You opened your eyes just to see an angel. 

‘Am I dead?’ You asked with voice sleepy, glancing to the man next to you.

‘No, you are in the hospital, the surgery was successful.’ He smiled kindly to you and laid his palm onto your forehead to check your temperature. 

With the shooting warmth of your angel’s hand on your skin you fall asleep again.

Next time when you woke up everything was clearer and your mom was sitting next to the bed, reading a book. When she saw you opening your eyes, she waved to someone. Maybe to that utterly handsome man you saw before. To your disappointment it was a nurse, a not handsome nurse at all. 

‘I don’t want him.’ You looked at your mom. ‘Where is the sexy one?’ You asked in panic, your mom laughing a bit. ‘Please, sir, I am sorry but I have met my future husband a few hours ago and I just need him right now.’ You looked at the young man seriously and he tried not to smile too wide. ‘I am not kidding, sir, please, send the sexy doctor in. I need him to examine me.’ You claimed seriously and by that time both of your companions very laughing. 

The nurse left and some minutes later your angel stepped into your room. 

‘So, I heard my patient needs me.’ He chuckled and stood next to you smiling. 

‘Your are gorgeous. Please, marry me!’ You blurred out, and that’s when your mom burst out laughing, and your doctor was laughing adorably too. It was also the end of a video your brother made and felt necessary to show it to Chris before your wedding. Just to be sure if he was really sure about his decision on making you Mrs. Beck. 

What we shouldn’t do

Mackie knocked on Sebastian’s door, which got opened and Sebastian stepped out to the hallway. 

‘Hey! What’s wrong?’ Mackie asked immediately when he saw Sebastian’s expression, and the way he is hurriedly trying to close the door behind him.

He failed to answer immediately, as he was searching for his words, giving Mackie enough time to figure out the situation. ‘You slept with her, didn’t you?’ He asked with a grin, and he barely could contain his laugh, at Sebastian’s troubled expression. 

‘Are you gonna believe me, if I say, no?’ He tried with a forced grin.

‘Sure, as soon as you show me how do you fit into those heels’ He pointed your red heels behind the door, which Sebastian failed to close. The younger man suddenly turned his head and closed his eyes in defeat when he saw them. 

‘Yeah, she is still sleeping.’ He sighed with a gentle smile. 

‘I thought you two were just friends.’ He said, mimicking Sebastian’s way saying it to him last night. 

‘Yeah… well’ Seb commented with a tired smile.
‘… we kept saying to each other that, we shouldn’t do this, while we did the exact thing what we shouldn’t had to.‘

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Bucky’s Warmth

Skinny!Steve is hell cold in their shared apartmant and keeps refusing Bucky’s offers to join him in the bed.

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‘Steve,
please, get in here!’ Bucky said a bit louder these words for the thousands
time at that night. Even if it was night and complete calmness and silence in
their apartment he wasn’t sure his friend could hear it at the first five
times. 

‘No, Buck, I’m all good, go to sleep!’ Steve replied
from the living room, his voice clearly shaking from the cold. Bucky shook his
head and fall back on the mattress with a loud annoyed sigh. He would sleep, he
really would but he couldn’t until Steve was laying on the couch clearly and
loudly shaking by the terrible cold. 

‘Please, Steve! You are wearing two sweaters and you
are still cold, come in here!’ The brunette’s voice was calm and patient in
contrast with his feelings. He was so done with Steve’s stubbornness for that
day. He got no reply, so he kept talking. ‘Steve, if you are not coming in
I will go out and carry you to the bed, I swear!’ He tried, but still didn’t
get any answer, the only thing he could hear was Steve’s teeth clenching
together as he was shaking. 

‘I can fight you, Buck! Don’t think you are stronger just
because you are the taller one!’ The blond man replied with clear resistance
and seemingly ready to fight. 

‘Please, I’d love to sleep, but I can’t until you are
freezing, it’s too loud, Stevie!’ Bucky laughed and got out of the bed. He
hissed a little when his feet touched the icy cold ground. ‘We can’t
afford buying medicines tomorrow, because you caught a cold!’ He said gently
and sat on a cushion next to the couch.

‘What are you doing?’ Steve asked a bit startled and
lift his head from the couch. 

‘I’m gonna sit here with you until you finally come to
the bed. I’m even going to sleep here if you insist on staying.’ He announced
with a similarly stubborn tone. 

‘You are the worst! Why do you care so much?’ Steve
snorted turning to his back and staring at the cracked ceiling. ‘You gonna
catch a cold, Bucky!’

‘Not if you come to the bed!’ He claimed and rest his
forehead on his forearms which hugged his knees tightly. It really was cold, he
just hoped that he could convince Steve like this. After a few minutes he
started shaking as well, even if he tried to pull his knees as close to himself
as he could. 

His ears caught a little shuffling noise, and he could
feel Steve standing next to him. 

‘So, are you coming?’ He mumbled as his footsteps lead
to Bucky’s bedroom. The brunette’s lips curled up a little before he got up and
crawled into the bed too. He laid behind Steve not touching him but close
enough to make him a bit warmer. 

In a few minutes Steve let out a content sigh as the
heat radiating from Bucky quickly warmed his frozen limbs. With both of them
under the blankets made it feel definitely warmer and more comfortable. Bucky
was fast asleep, he could hear his deep steady breathing behind him. Easy for
him he hadn’t felt this weird tingly, chest pressing, exciting feeling which
made his toes curl in joy. 

Finally, he could fall asleep listening to the steady
breathing of his friend and the warmth surrounding his body. He automatically
scooted closer to Bucky in his sleep pressing his back to his wide chest.
Strong arms got wrapped around his fragile waist as the brunette pulled him
closer burying his nose to the cork of Steve’s neck and deeply inhaled the
familiar scent of his. 

It felt nice and natural to sleep like this, wrapped
around each other, Bucky curling up to Steve’s back protectively, trying to
prevent him from being cold. They stayed like this during the whole night, it
was only the morning, left Bucky surprised when he woke up with Steve’s blond
locks blocking his view on his chest. He didn’t move first, he wanted to enjoy
this moment for a little, feeling the soft skin under his fingers and the slow
breathing against his side. Than he tilted his head to place a long, gentle
kiss on the messy blond hair. Maybe one day he can tell him. Maybe one day he
can tell Steve, maybe one day he will sleep in his bed voluntarily and maybe then
they can wake up like this every day, holding each other tight and safe. 

My Bucky

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Bucky Barnes

Warnings: fluff like a lot, romance, smut, (oral, hand job, m/m sex, penetration) 

Chapters: part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4

Summary: 

It is still hard for Bucky to trust himself, but he is getting better and better, letting Steve close. After sharing their second first kiss, some things get changed and they start to actually act like a couple, sharing a lot of lovely and passionate moments together.

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