[It seems wrong to compare Steve to any one before him, they'd all been women so physically it's not the same, but as he kisses Bucky, tongue slipping into his mouth as his hands riding low on his hips, his mind can't help but to remind him how different this all is. He'd never wanted to make this last. He remembers that, can't pinpoint why he didn't want those women to linger in his bed for long, never really pictured spending the rest of his life with any of them, where with Steve he can't imagine a life without him in it.
Bucky's lip trembles against the warm press of Steve's mouth, and a small, shaky breath slips out between them.
He doesn't mean to break the kiss, to go from hot to cold and back again, but he can't figure out how to get out of his head for long. The fingers cupping Steve's jaw flex and his thumb traces gentle lines as Bucky rubs his palm along the curve of his eyebrow, squeezing his eyes shut and pressing his cheek to Steve's in frustration.]
I'm sorry, Steve.
[There's a subtle pause before he slides both hands around to grip at the back of Steve's neck and his shoulder. Bucky's body wants to keep going, and by all accounts, he doesn't really want Steve to stop, but emotion is warring with desire and he needs them to be working together.]
Stay. [He didn't know if he wanted to go much farther tonight, but he didn't want Steve to leave him either. Bucky didn't want to watch Steve crawl into his bed alone as he curled up on the couch by himself.]
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Bucky's lip trembles against the warm press of Steve's mouth, and a small, shaky breath slips out between them.
He doesn't mean to break the kiss, to go from hot to cold and back again, but he can't figure out how to get out of his head for long. The fingers cupping Steve's jaw flex and his thumb traces gentle lines as Bucky rubs his palm along the curve of his eyebrow, squeezing his eyes shut and pressing his cheek to Steve's in frustration.]
I'm sorry, Steve.
[There's a subtle pause before he slides both hands around to grip at the back of Steve's neck and his shoulder. Bucky's body wants to keep going, and by all accounts, he doesn't really want Steve to stop, but emotion is warring with desire and he needs them to be working together.]
Stay. [He didn't know if he wanted to go much farther tonight, but he didn't want Steve to leave him either. Bucky didn't want to watch Steve crawl into his bed alone as he curled up on the couch by himself.]