I don’t care how much you’ve done. I’ll help you. I want to help you learn me. [It’s said with another quick little kiss, something that’s full of affection for his partner, for Steve. Bucky wants, more than anything, to share everything he can with Steve, just as they always have. Adding intimacy into their friendship seems only natural.]
Sometimes I like to play rough. We can explore that later. [It’s meant as a reassurance and offer both; Bucky isn’t worried about Steve hurting him because they’re both built to take a lot of punishment, and he’s not worried about a firm touch turning him off to things either. But he does like the idea of taking things slowly for their first time, of taking the time to explore each other and find out what they like.
He murmurs soft words of thanks as Steve shifts to let him pull pants off, quiet little things full of affection and happiness as the garment is discarded to the side. Hands trace back up Steve’s mostly bare legs, appreciation in Bucky’s expression as his fingers play with the hem of plain boxers.]
I half expected the stars and stripes. [He’s teasing, it’s clear in his expression as he moves his hands up to curl them into the waistband of the garment. He hesitates just long enough to make sure that Steve is okay with this before tugging at the material, pulling it off with all the gentility he knows how to show. And when Steve is fully bare, when his hands can find those legs and trace appreciatively along the muscle? He’s blown away by it, by how Steve looks and by the look in Steve’s eyes and Bucky thinks he needs a moment just to catch up to the reality of doing this with Steve, with the one person who means the world to him.]
I don’t know if gorgeous was the right word, earlier. I wish you could see yourself right now.
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Date: 2018-06-29 02:50 pm (UTC)Sometimes I like to play rough. We can explore that later. [It’s meant as a reassurance and offer both; Bucky isn’t worried about Steve hurting him because they’re both built to take a lot of punishment, and he’s not worried about a firm touch turning him off to things either. But he does like the idea of taking things slowly for their first time, of taking the time to explore each other and find out what they like.
He murmurs soft words of thanks as Steve shifts to let him pull pants off, quiet little things full of affection and happiness as the garment is discarded to the side. Hands trace back up Steve’s mostly bare legs, appreciation in Bucky’s expression as his fingers play with the hem of plain boxers.]
I half expected the stars and stripes. [He’s teasing, it’s clear in his expression as he moves his hands up to curl them into the waistband of the garment. He hesitates just long enough to make sure that Steve is okay with this before tugging at the material, pulling it off with all the gentility he knows how to show. And when Steve is fully bare, when his hands can find those legs and trace appreciatively along the muscle? He’s blown away by it, by how Steve looks and by the look in Steve’s eyes and Bucky thinks he needs a moment just to catch up to the reality of doing this with Steve, with the one person who means the world to him.]
I don’t know if gorgeous was the right word, earlier. I wish you could see yourself right now.