disassembles: (hey sweetheart what's your number)
James "Bucky" Barnes | The Winter Soldier ([personal profile] disassembles) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs 2014-11-20 10:10 pm (UTC)

[ Steve smirks against his lips, like needling Bucky for his vanity is some kinda accomplishment, and Bucky takes a moment to marvel at how much of a jerk he can be even while his mouth his otherwise occupied. Really, they should give him a medal.

Making out with Steve is nothing like making out with a girl. Bucky's always careful, with their nylons and their hair and the soft curves of their bodies. Girls are worth any kind of effort on his part. He like them, and he likes Steve, too, however that works. There isn't a lot of softness on Steve. Even the curve of his jaw is starting to fuzz with rough stubble when Bucky noses up against it to find a new spot to leave little marks. It doesn't matter if he goes above the collar -- they'll fade in no time anyway.

The grip he's got on Steve's hip shifts a little lower and behind Steve, so Bucky can grope him through his shorts. A lack of softness isn't a problem for him. If the feeling against his thigh is anything to go by, it's not a problem for Steve either.

The question tugs him back to reality for a moment. ]


Didn't think about it. [ He admits, laughing a little breathlessly. He pulls back so he can actually see Steve's face and eases his hand out of Steve's hair. ] Damn. You wanna move?

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