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Soon after Peggy came by to let Steve know he needed to meet with Howard the next morning, he and Bucky left the pub early to head back to their shared room. While Steve wanted to go back to get some sleep for tomorrow, Bucky had other plans…
“Alright, I’m just gonna go right to sleep. Take a shower in the morning,” Steve said, closing the door behind him before turning around only to be shoved against the door. His lips were soon assaulted by Bucky’s own, the slightly smaller man’s hand pressed next to Steve’s head, the other sliding from Steve’s shoulder to his tie. Steve just barely pulled back, turning his head to get out, “Buck, wait! We can’t! Someone could-”
“Walk in?” Bucky tilted his head, pulling Steve’s tie out of his jacket to wrap it around his hand to pull Steve’s mouth to his, kissing him hard before pulling back just so his lips moved against Steve’s as he whispered, “Stevie, we both know you’d love if someone walked in and saw you fall apart as I sucked your soul outta your cock.”
A whimper slipped past Steve’s lips before he could stop it, trying to keep his cool but Bucky knew each and every button he had and was working his way through them. “Bucky, we can’t . It’s not just someone walking in, it’s- it’s someone hearing and-”
“Better be quiet then,” is all Bucky says with a raised eyebrow, walking backwards towards Steve’s bed, dragging Steve by his tie. Bucky nods down at the bed, looking back at Steve, “Sit.”
Despite Steve’s reservations, he did as Bucky asked, his cheeks reddening at the prospect of being with Bucky again. It was different now, given that he was slightly bigger than Bucky now but nothing had changed. He still loved when Bucky took care of him, made him feel good. “Now what?”
Bucky opened the bottom button on his uniform jacket before slowly dropping to his knees in front of Steve, locking blue eyes on blue eyes. Without breaking eye contact, Bucky undid Steve’s uniform pants and pulled his cock out of his boxers. “Now, I make you cum as hard as only I can,” Bucky says, a slight possessive tone making its way into his voice before he lowered his mouth to kiss the head of Steve’s cock. “God, you got bigger everywhere, didn’t ya?”
Before Steve could answer or comment on Bucky’s jealousy, Bucky took in as much of Steve as he could into his mouth and whatever Steve thought he was going to say died in his throat. “Buck…” Steve whined, bringing a hand up to take hold of Bucky’s hair just to hold, letting Bucky do as he pleased. He gripped onto the bed with his other hand, trying not to fuck up into Bucky’s mouth.
Bucky hummed around his mouthful, lips twitching with a smile at Steve’s answering gasp and thigh clench. Bucky bobbed his head up and down a few times, his tongue swirling around Steve’s dick before he slurped his way up and off, licking his lips. “You even taste better, doll. As if you weren’t already perfect, you just had to get better, huh?”
Steve didn’t even try to answer knowing he’d just get cut off by Bu- Oh God… Bucky did this when he wanted to keep Steve quiet while simultaneously driving him completely insane. He’d pull out every trick in the book, focusing on Steve’s reactions before pulling off of him and letting absolute filth fall from his lips and then cutting Steve by sinking back down onto him again. It was maddening in the best way and Steve had missed it so. “Bucky, please… Please, it’s- it’s been too long, I’m– oh fuck fuck fuck –so close,” Steve begged quietly, struggling to keep his eyes open just so he could watch Bucky, beautiful, dirty Bucky.
Bucky pressed the tip of his tongue just under Steve’s head, grinning as he saw Steve’s other hand that was gripping the bed fly up so that Steve could bite into it, muffling what Bucky knew would’ve been a beautiful, high-pitched cry. He pulled off of Steve, waiting for Steve’s unfocused eyes to look down at him, “I want something from you first, Stevie. I want you to promise me something.”
Steve took his hand out of his mouth, letting it fall back onto the bed to beg, “Promise what? I’ll do anything, please. I’m so close, so, so, so…”
“Promise you’ll let me suck you off in your new Captain America suit?”
It took everything in Steve to not cum all over Bucky’s face, a long whine coming from his throat. “ Fuck, Bucky , you can’t just say that when I’m so close…”
“Oh yeah? You almost make a mess of me, Stevie? Cum on my face and over both of our uniforms?” Bucky tsked, shaking his head, “That’s very un-Captain-America-like, don’t you think?”
“Bucky, please ! I promise, okay? Just please make me cum,” Steve begged, flexing his fingers in Bucky’s hair to distract himself from just shoving Bucky down onto his cock and not letting him up until he swallowed everything Steve gave him.
“You promise what?”
“Ugh, I promise I’ll let you suck me off in my Captain America uniform! Now, can you please just- ” Steve stage-whispered furiously at Bucky, reaching the end of his rope.
“Gladly.” Bucky smirked before taking Steve back in his mouth, hollowing out his cheeks and sucking . He watched Steve’s hand fly up to his mouth, muffling beautiful moans and cries that Bucky could just hear loud and clear without the muffle. Continuing with the suction, Bucky took small moments to run his tongue up the various veins he could feel on Steve’s cock until Steve couldn’t take anymore.
Steve bit into his hand to stop himself from screaming as he finally came, his hand in Bucky’s hair tightening to just this side of painful but he couldn’t help it. Bucky worked him through it, swallowing most everything that Steve gave him until the overstimulation made Steve’s legs twitch uncontrollably. Then, Bucky gave one last suck to Steve’s dick before dipping his head to lick the last few drops of cum that escaped his mouth.
As he came down, Steve took his hand out of his mouth, wincing at the sight of the bite marks though he knew they’d be gone before morning. Despite being on the verge of passing out from the very powerful orgasm that continued to wrack his body, Steve looked down at a very pleased Bucky, “You want some help?”
“I thought we couldn’t ‘cause someone could walk in?” Bucky teased, his voice deep and rough but his desperation shone through, his cock rock hard in his own, uncomfortably tight, uniform pants.
“Who cares? I’m Captain America,” Steve said, an extra patriotic face he used many,
many
times on the USO tours. Bucky’s laugh that followed definitely carried outside of their walls but who cares?”