-- oh dear diary, we fell apart.

[yourbestguysgun]

"... What do you mean record a message? Ain't the whole point it bein' the other way round. Stupid piece o' --."

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[ ooc: action is also a-okay, if you know where to find him. :) ]

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MY BROTHER IS LIKE, WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He just swears against Steve's mouth in retaliation, kisses him hard and needy as he rocks his hips against his. ]

[punchedhitler]

[Steve's breath hitches and he tightens his hand again]

Tell me how to make it better.

[yourbestguysgun]

It's already pretty swell.

[ Pressing his forehead to Steve's, a smile quirking across his features even though he's not breathing right. ] What d'you want?

[punchedhitler]

I want you to feel good.

[He presses back, kissing that smile]

[yourbestguysgun]

Hell.

[ He squeezes his fingers at the tip of both of them, eases back down, and he knows he really could get off on just this, but this is Steve's first time. He has to make an effort. ]

I feel pretty swell, jus' sayin'. [ And then as though a lightbulb is going off over his head. ] Want me to blow you?

[punchedhitler]

[Steve gasps and grips Bucky. He knows what that means, because he's heard people talk about it, but he's never thought-]

I-do you want to?

[His eyes are wide, like saucers]

[yourbestguysgun]

Well, yeah.

[ Bucky pretty much wants to do everything he can to make Steve happy, so he's willing. ] I ain't done it a whole lot, but I think m'pretty okay. Y'want it?

[punchedhitler]

[Steve nods a little after a second, pressing another kiss to Bucky's mouth, this one a little more forceful as he brings up a hand to cup the back of the other man's neck]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Groaning into it, Bucky has to close his eyes, will his pulse down for a beat before he's breaking away, something reckless about his grin. He shimmies away from Steve, further down the bed to settle between his thighs, raising his gaze to check this is okay.

Still stroking him with his hand, Bucky leans in, ghosts his breath over the head of his dick. ] If y'don't like it, y'can say stop, 'kay? I mean you will, but jus' so you know.

[punchedhitler]

[Steve props himself up on his forearms to watch, missing Bucky's weight and the feel of his cock but then Bucky's breath ghosts on him and it makes him a little crazy]

Okay.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Bucky takes a breath, because he's just as nervous about this as Steve is. Even his experience doesn't quite prepare him for the wealth of feeling, the desire to get this right. But it doesn't stop him from taking Steve in his mouth as much as he can, hollowing out his cheeks as he moves. ]

[punchedhitler]

[Whatever Steve was expecting, it wasn't that. It's hot and wet and he drops his head back onto the bed with the suddenness of it, how good it feels. He resists thrusting because it's Bucky's mouth but only barely manages. He doesn't manage to resist a deep groan.]

Bucky-

[He breathes out through his mouth, his hands finding Bucky's hair, his fingers moving through it, careful not to push]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ That's all the encouragement he needs, uses his hand to help where he can't quite take all of Steve's girth, bobbing his head with the motion and trying not to get it wrong or catch either of them off. He likes the way Steve sounds like this. ]

[punchedhitler]

[Bucky's definitely not getting it wrong; after the handjob and the frottage, and now this, this velvety slick heat, Steve knows that he's about to come]

Bucky, Bucky, Buck I'm close-

[The warning that Bucky gets; Steve moves his hands to Bucky's shoulders so he's not pressing on his head at all.]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ He pulls off momentarily, hands moving to Steve's hips, because this is new to him and he knows that. ] Kinda the point, Rogers. [ Smiling. ] S'okay, I got this, just go with it.

[ Bucky's resolved to see this through, and he does, drags his tongue along Steve's dick before taking him in again, and if it's only a matter of time he's going to see it through. ]

[punchedhitler]

[That turn of his lips, the tongue on his dick, then his mouth over the head of his cock does it, and he comes with a stuttering cry.]

Bucky, come up here, come up here.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Wiping his hand against the back of his mouth, Bucky climbs back up, hovers over him with a nervous smile. ] Y'good?

[punchedhitler]

[Steve reaches for him, one arm going around Bucky, and the other hand going to Bucky's dick to help him get off.]

I'm...

[He laughs, deep and pleased]

I'm good, I'm great.

[He gives Bucky a kiss, one that tastes the inside of Bucky's mouth]

[yourbestguysgun]

[ His moan gets muffled into Steve's mouth, kissing him back with a fierce kind of passion. They're here and they're safe and he loves him, feels it coiled inside his chest.

Bucky moves his hips a little, helps Steve with the right tempo, but it won't be long, he can feel it building to a point where he won't be able to stop himself anyway. ]

[punchedhitler]

[Steve picks things up quickly, and he catches the right rhythm after only a moment. His hand tightens a bit, and he's pressing kisses against Bucky's lips, his jawline, his neck, and then nips him there]

Come on, Bucky, I'm right here.

[Safe, warm, he loves him.]

[yourbestguysgun]

Fuck.

[ He twitches, body going still for the moment it takes to push him over the edge, spilling out and collapsing against Steve for a moment. ] Mngh. [ So eloquent. ]

[punchedhitler]

[Steve wipes his hand off on the sheet, slightly away from where they're curled together, and breathes in the smell of Bucky, his arms going around his waist]

Mmmhmm.

[There's a laugh.]

Language.

STEVE, YOU ARE NOW A MAN.

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Bucky just starts laughing against his shoulder, pats him on the stomach like it should really have been a smack. ] Shut up.

THROW A PARTY - wait that was the party

[punchedhitler]

[He laughs some more]

I love you.

[Said softly, pleased]

obv Steve will know he's been cursed, but should Bucky figure this shit out?

[yourbestguysgun]

[ Lifting up to kiss him again, more soft this time. ] Love you too. Now shh. [ You are his pillow once more. ]