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Bucky ([personal profile] couldntreach) wrote in [community profile] ohnofeelings2013-06-15 02:58 am

Something To Tide You Over

Creepshow was still playing in the background. Bucky didn't have to look to know what was going on. He had seen it enough times on late night television. He had slipped off the couch when he caught Steve giving him looks. Quick fingers worked the other man's pants open and glanced up just long enough to see if he was looking at him, or the tv.

"Eyes on the show, Steve."

His tongue brushed the tip as soon as he stopped talking.
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[personal profile] neverdanced 2013-06-15 08:47 am (UTC)(link)
Steve was really starting to question Bucky's taste in movies. Creepshow, seriously? It was weird at best and the acting was shoddy and he couldn't decide if it was hilarious or too horrible to even be funny at all. His attention was diverted to Bucky when the other man moved between his legs.

He didn't want to watch the movie, not when something a lot more interesting was going on right in front of him. He did as Bucky told him to, though, letting out a breathy sigh as he returned his gaze to the television. He'd say this was the weirdest thing to be watching while things were happening, but really. That wasn't true.

After a moment, he reached down, running his fingers through Bucky's hair.
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[personal profile] neverdanced 2013-06-15 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
At least that was one thing Steve and Bucky had in common. Giving blowjobs was never anything he'd done before Bucky came into his life, after all. Receiving was a lot newer than it should've been, too, but that was only because there'd only been his ex-girlfriend prior to Bucky, and he'd given more than received in that relationship.

Not that he ever minded.

And he definitely didn't mind this. He swallowed thickly and spread his legs more to allow Bucky more access. He tugged a little on his Bucky's hair, eyes closing so he could focus entirely on the sensations.
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[personal profile] neverdanced 2013-06-15 10:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Damn." Steve wasn't one for profanities, but at the moment, it was completely necessary. Bucky's mouth felt amazing on his dick, and he couldn't get enough of it. He shifted his hips, rocking into Bucky's mouth a little. The hand in Bucky's hair tugged more, nails scraping his scalp.
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[personal profile] neverdanced 2013-06-15 10:39 am (UTC)(link)
He couldn't help but be more vocal over how much he was enjoying this; he might not have been able to articulate words but the moans slipped out before he had a chance to stop it even if he wanted to. His free hand cupped the side of Bucky's face for a moment, then drifted to the back of his neck, rubbing small circles in his neck.
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[personal profile] neverdanced 2013-06-15 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Steve was considerate enough to not intentionally buck his hips up into the other man's mouth. What he did do was shift downwards in a manner that allowed him more contact with Bucky's hand. As Bucky continued, Steve bit his own lip hard enough to draw blood, hands still occupied with Bucky's neck and hair.
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[personal profile] neverdanced 2013-06-19 08:40 am (UTC)(link)
It might've been a bad mood, but considering the outcome, Steve didn't mind. Although breathing wasn't necessary, he inhaled sharply as Bucky bit his thigh. The brief moment of pain was worth it; honestly he had as much of a thing for Bucky biting him as the other way around, so there really weren't any complaints from him.

He slumped back against the couch and he really needed to do more with his hands, but he was too distracted focused on feeling to do more than drop his hand to cup the side of his cheek.
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[personal profile] neverdanced 2013-06-20 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
Movie, what movie?

Steve leaned into the kiss immediately, lips parting and tongue brushing against the other vampire's. It really didn't matter that this was blood his- honestly that was a loose definition at best, all things considered- what mattered was that it was blood, and even with the taste being faint, it was delectable.

He shifted his hips into Bucky's hand while working on undoing his pants as well. As soon as they're unzipped, he slipped his hand beneath the fabric.