Part 2 for the fic My Bucky

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers
Word Count: 2.8k+
Warning: Fluff, smut (oral, male giving and receiving, hand job for both of them at the same time)

Summary: It is still hard for Bucky to trust himself, but he is getting better and better, letting Steve close. As he gets more and more comfortable with the new stage of their relationship, Bucky needs less time to move further into their relationship. 

A/N: This is the little bit smuttier second part of the My Bucky fic, which was more about their feelings, and was more romantic too. 

Two weeks
passed since their first kiss and it changed so many things between them.
First, Steve was careful, he didn’t dare to kiss Bucky on every occasion when
the mood hit him. He still wanted to give him the time and space he needed,
however Bucky never failed kiss him back sharing his enthusiasm when he let his
emotions carry him away. It took a couple of days when kissing become essential
between them. When Bucky become comfortable enough with this new type of touch
and the sensation it gave him, he couldn’t stop. The closeness and the intimacy
kissing Steve gave him surpassed every kind of therapy ever was offered to him.
It made him trust himself more, his own mind and actions. He just needed to
kiss Steve when they woke up, when they passed each other at the corridor, when
they were training, and no one was looking. They kissed before going to bed and
before falling asleep. The shared bed was more than comfortable. The only thing
Steve needed to do was to reach out and hold Bucky half asleep, comforting him,
and preventing him getting his nightmares. Even when it happened, he was there,
he could hold and calm Bucky when he woke up in the middle of the night covered
in cold sweat, shaking. It wasn’t easy, but it made them feel safe, cared about
and loved.

With the
kisses and the gentle, long lasting hugs the tension was growing rapidly between
them. They found themselves more and more times getting lost between the
kisses, hands roaming on each other’s body, being pulled flush against the
other one’s chest, legs tangled together, tights grinding against their
painfully hard cock. The time didn’t matter. It could be early morning or the
middle of the night, it just happened, and they got pulled apart only when one
of them, usually Steve, went further sliding his fingers in Bucky’s underwear. It
was still frightening to him, let it go that much, let his instincts drove him,
however he knew his resistance won’t last too long. His body desperately craved
Steve’s hands and lips on itself and the pleasure they gave him. But it was too
long since anyone else touched him there except himself, even if sometimes he
used his metal arm pretending it’s not him causing his body shiver and tremble
under its touch.

This
morning wasn’t different either.

He woke up curled
up on Steve’s arm, holding it close to his body, lips and forehead pressed
against the hot skin.

‘Good
morning, Buck!’ Steve’s voice was low and rusty from sleep, but he was smiling.
He turned to face Bucky, letting him hold onto his arm as long as he wanted.
The long fingers run through the messy brown hair, removing the long locks from
Bucky’s cheeks. The dark-haired man smiled, eyes still closed and pressed a
kiss on Steve’s shoulder.

‘Good
morning, to you too!’ He sighed and lift his head to look into his boyfriend’s
sleepy blue eyes. ‘How was your sleep?’ He asked raising his hand and caressing
Steve’s cheeks, while waiting for the answer.

‘It was
nice and calm. How about you?’ Steve asked, playing with the long brown locks.

‘It was
good. No night mares.’ He laughed softly before leaning closer to Steve and
placed a gentle kiss on his lips. Before he could have said anything else Steve
parted his lips inviting him in his mouth, lazily licking through Bucky’s
bottom lip and slid his hand down to the back of his neck. They moaned into the
slow, sensual kiss, and it was just one instinctive movement as they moved
closer to each other. Skin against skin, hands running through the uncovered
parts of their bodies. Steve bit Bucky’s bottom lip, sucking it between his
teeth, making him moan into the kiss. His hand moved down to the metal plates,
gently pressing down Bucky’s shoulder, making him turn onto his back. This time
he gave in and let the blond man lay on top of him deepening the kiss, making
his tongue invite Bucky’s in a passionate fight. It was so mind blowing,
feeling Steve’s weight on his body, the warmth of his soft skin, the plump lips
on his own. His hand went immediately onto the broad back pressing his fingers
down gently, as he stroked the heated skin. Steve moaned and shivered to the
mixed sensation of the cold metal and the hot flesh on his back, but he didn’t
stop. He bucked his hip, grinding his hard cock to Bucky’s through their
underwear.

‘Fuck,
Steve, it’s so good.’ Bucky moaned as the hot lips disappeared from his and
targeted his neck, leaving wet, red marks on their path.

‘Let me
make you feel good, Bucky.’ Steve breathed between two kissed on the sensitive
neck. The only response was a loud moan and ten fingers in his hair. He bit
down carefully on the spot he remembered being the most sensitive on his lover’s
neck. The loud moan as a response was more than enough to encourage him. Maybe
Bucky changed but there were things which were still the same. Now Bucky’s hip
snapped forward desperate for some friction, making them gasp.

Steve, as
he couldn’t see any sign of resist on Bucky, moved down on his chest, kissing
his collarbone, and his right shoulder. He kissed back to the centre of the
white chest before moving to the left. When he reached the scared left
shoulder, he carefully peppered it with kisses, not to cause any pain to Bucky.
His body immediately tensed to the touch around his scar, but Steve’s tender
touches eased his fear and made his muscles relax. It wasn’t an easy thing to
him to get used to his different looks, to his scars, mostly the one on his
shoulder, but Steve never forgot to kiss this particular area too, reassuring
him of his love and acceptance to him. First it was unintentional, but by now
he exactly knew how much it fuelled Bucky’s desire. Knowing that he was loved
and safe with him.

Both the
metal and the flash hands slid down on his chest and abs as he lifted himself
onto his palms, straddling Bucky’s tights. He let him explore his body, slid
his hands through his hair, then down to is chest and abs again, just to stop
at the waistband of his boxers. The steel blue eyes looked up to him, blown by
lust, dilated to the point they were almost black, silently begging for more.

‘Are you
okay with this?’ Steve asked with voice rusty and calm.

‘Yes.’
Bucky’s answer was simple, before pulling his boyfriend down for a hungry,
passionate kiss. Steve rolled down from him, never breaking the kiss, which was
only teeth and tongue sometimes. He slid his hand into Bucky’s underwear, first
only to his tights, then closer and closer to his hot, leaking cock. When his
long fingers gently wrapped around it, Bucky nails dig into his shoulder, and a
long sigh escaped from his lips. Steve freed Bucky’s cock with his other hand
and started to stroke it slowly. The red mouth fell open and the blue eyes shut
wide for the familiar yet fully new sensation. It wasn’t even close to that,
when he touched himself. No. It was warm, firm and unpredictable. Now Steve was
in control, and he could only enjoy his work. ‘Oh, my god, Steve.’ Bucky
moaned, binging Steve close by the back of his neck. The hand on his cock speed
up, stroking him just perfectly, making his body shiver and his fingers curling
and straightening in Steve’s hair and on the bedsheets.

He was so
lost in the sensations he didn’t even noticed when the blond head got lower and
lower on his body, peppering its way with wet, open mouth kisses. It was only
when he realised what was happening, when hot breath was fanning across his
tights. He opened his eyes and moaned loud. Steve’s head was between his legs,
just inches away from his pulsing cock. He couldn’t look away from the
determined blue eyes, not even when Steve lift his heat and kissed alongside of
the base of his cock. He didn’t resist. He was just fixating his eyes on the
blue ones, letting his mouth fell open in an O shape when Steve hold the base
of his cock pressing his lips gently to the wet tip of it.

His body
shuddered, and he couldn’t hold his head anymore when the glistering, wet
tongue licked his tip.

‘Fuck, Steve!’’
Bucky cursed, gripping the blond locks.

His hips
bucked when Steve let the top of his cock slid into his mouth, and his grip
tightened. The little kitten licks continued through his whole shaft than back
to his tip. He reached out to tuck a pillow under his head to see Steve. His
eyes met, and Steve let him into his mouth. Bucky’s breathing was laboured, and
he needed all his stamina not to blow his load right into Steve’s mouth. No, he
wanted to enjoy this a little more, even if the warm, wet sensation around his
cock made him undone in seconds. He moaned every time as Steve was moving his
head, bobbing it up and down on his rock-hard dick. The obscene noises he made
with his mouth kept Bucky right on the edge. He let it fell from his mouth,
just to grab it again and lick passionately only it’s tip, sucking out every
drop of precum, which made him hum in content. The long fingers spread on Bucky’s
hips preventing him to buck them, and kept him down on the mattress, even when
he couldn’t control his body anymore.

‘Steve,
Steve… Fuck! It feels too good!’ He whined, arching his back from the bed,
frowning and biting his own lips. He couldn’t hold it any longer. The hot, wet
mouth wrapped around his cock, and the tender tongue licking it with every move,
send him through the edge. He come loud, his whole body shaking, tights
trembling, hands gripping Steve’s shoulders. His orgasm washed over his body in
hot waves, giving him the strongest pleasure he could ever remember. When his
back fall back onto the bed and his muscles got relaxed, Steve let him slide
out of his mouth, and he swallowed the last drops of Bucky’s cum. He leaned
next to Bucky, who immediately turned to the warm body next to him, curling to
Steve’s chest. ‘You shouldn’t have to make me cum into your mouth!’ He panted,
while his fingers were drawing random patterns onto Steve’s chest.

‘You taste
the exact same as before.’ Steve whispered onto the dark locks, which made
Bucky come back to the reality. ‘I wanted to know!’ This sentence made Bucky
come out from the blissful state he was in from his previous orgasm.

‘You
remember how did I taste?’ He asked both amazed and shuttered. There were times
when he didn’t even remember to his own name, not to details like this.

‘It’s hard
to forget.’ Steve laughed softly, placing a gentle kiss on Bucky’s cheeks. ‘You
loved getting blowjobs at the most inappropriate places, and I was happy to
satisfy your weirdest needs.’ He laughed, which made Bucky laugh too.

‘True.’ He
nodded. ‘Yet you, you preferred to do it home. However, I think you preferred
my hands over my mouth.’ He teased Steve, with a cheeky smile on his lips.

‘Maybe… but
maybe we should figure out what do I prefer now.’ He suggested, making Bucky
gasp and his steel blue eyes dilate again.

‘Definitely.’
Bucky nodded seriously, and kissed Steve deeply. It made them light headed,
gasping for air when it ended. Bucky kissed down on Steve’s neck, while his
hands find their way to Steve’s underwear, pulling it down. His flash hand got
wrapped around Steve’s throbbing cock immediately. The air stuck in Steve’s
lungs for a second, and he had to bite his lips not to moan too loud. Fuck, Bucky
always had really good hands, knowing exactly how to touch him to make him lose
it in seconds. It didn’t change either.

As the warm
lips left red marks on his chest, the talented hands were working on his shaft,
causing him tremble and grab a hand full of brown hair. As Bucky got lower,
flicking Steve’s nipple with his tongue, Steve’s breathing got more and more
uneven. His thumb run across the red, leaking tip, massaging it gently. Sharp
teeth were scratching Steve’s hip bones, just before he wanted to encourage
Bucky a bit.

‘Buck, I
still love your hands, oh god! It feels, so good!’ He moaned, earning a content
smile from Bucky.

‘Let’s see
how do you like my mouth than!’ The brown-haired man whispered, right before
wrapping his mouth around Steve’s tip.

‘Oh, fuck!’
Steve pressed his palm against his mouth, preventing himself curse, and Bucky
rose.

‘Don’t even
try, I know how much you swear, and I want to hear if I do something you like!’
He purred and kissed Steve longingly.

In the next
second his mouth was back on the hard cock, letting it into his mouth, slowly
getting used to the familiar taste and feeling. He started slow, testing Steve’s
stamina, moving his head and tongue on his cock. He tasted good, the skin on
his cock was even softer and hotter than on any other parts of his body, and
Bucky loved it. He speeded up, causing Steve moan and shake. In a sudden moment
he relaxed his throat and let Steve fully into his mouth, until his nose hit the
blond curls on his belly.

‘Oh, Buck!’
Steve’s reaction just fuelled his enthusiasm. He loved to be in charge. He
loved to do what he wanted and seeing what happened after. It was a thing never
really given to him, and now it was just too sweet. He let Steve into his
throat one more time, before changing to his hand again.

As he
looked at the man before him, his feelings were overwhelming. The excitement he
felt was nothing like he experienced before. The sight was beautiful. Steve
laying on the bed, chest rising and falling rapidly, lips red and opened, eyes
closed, brows frowning by the pleasure in his body. Oh, and the love what he
felt in that very moment was filling is heart and warming his soul.

Driven by a
sudden idea he straddled Steve and kept stroking his with his hand slowly. For
the change the lustful blue eyes opened, taking in Bucky’s naked figure in front
of him.

‘Is this
okay?’ Bucky asked when he opened his grip to grab his own cock and pressed it
against Steve’s.

First, the
blond man couldn’t answer, the sudden pleasure was too much.

‘Yeah, it’s
more than okay.’ He said smiling and tucking his arm under his head to see
Bucky’s ministrations better. ‘Use your other hand too, please!’ He asked quietly,
looking at the blue eyes, waiting for an answer.

‘Are you
sure?’ Bucky asked, a bit uncertain, still slowly stoking their cocks.

‘Yes, I
want to know how it feels, Bucky.’ Steve answered sincerely, which seemed to
convince the other man because he brought his metal hand to his pulsing cocks.

‘It’s gonna
be cold.’ He warned before joining it to the flesh one, and pressing themselves
together. He loved this sensation, and judging by Steve’s loud, surprised moan
he liked it too. Steve bucked his hips, stoking himself to Bucky and fucking
his fists tenderly. They both moaned letting the pleasure take over, enjoying
the new come sensations and the closeness of the other one. Oh, god, if kissing
was amazing, then this, this feeling was from another universe. It was hot and thrilling
and so intimate. They were fucking Bucky’s fists, enjoying the mix of the cold
metal and the hot flesh.

‘Bucky,
Bucky… Oh…!’ Steve cried out snapping his hip forward and he come in hot
spurts. His body tensed, when he got his peak, kept saying Bucky’s name over
and over again. The warm cum on his cock and Steve’s sweet moans set Bucky off
endlessly. He come again mixing his cum with Steve’s, moaning loud, cursing as
he felt his veins filling with the hot, bubbly feeling and rush it through his
body.

Seconds
later he sat on Steve’s tights trying to collect himself to move, and clean
themselves up, but all he could do was lifting himself and lay on the bed,
carefully not to make a bigger mess. Steve reached out and pulled some tissues,
to clean themselves up.

‘I love
you, Bucky!’ He whispered and kissed his lover who was still a bit numb and sleepy
from his two orgasms.

‘I love you
too!’ The answer was just a mere whisper, but it didn’t need to be more. Steve
lift his arm, letting Bucky lay on his chest, placing kisses to the hot skin. ‘I
loved this, Steve.’ He confessed, looking at the other man. ‘We should do it
more often!’ He laughed, making Steve laugh too.

‘We will,
Buck! God, you will be just as needy and kinky as you were, when you get
comfortable with this.’ He laughed, making Bucky blush a little.

‘It just
feels, so good! Being so close to you, feel you so vividly, every little move
of yours. I love you so much, so I love doing this to you too.’ He mumbled into
the wide chest. ‘I belong to you, and this makes me feel like that.’ He
breathed lightly. Steve never answered just pulled his body even closer.

He was
happy and moved from the last words and he couldn’t wait for the next. Not only
because of the act itself, but because it made Bucky get better and better. It
made him more confident, it showed to him that he is capable of doing good
things, that he can make him happy, and last but not least, it made him trust
his own mind more and more. He already trusted him, and day by day he was more
and more sure that this Bucky is not that different from the one he lost in the
war. He changed, yes, but not that much than he thought he did.