Bucky had to hold in a yelp as he was suddenly hefted up towards the heavens and pinned down into Steve's bed. A hard gasp was expelled out of him when he landed, the entire mattress shaking under the sudden force. Before he even had the chance to take a proper breath, his pants were being ripped down his hips and over his thights with a ferocity he knew he'd never seen from Steve before. But his eyes were black with lust, the blue of his eyes barely visible anymore.
He could have taken his own clothes off. Or helped Steve. But wow, did it fill him with such a thrill to watch the blonde completely lose it and tear at him like an animal. Clothes were just gone. He stared with longing between Steve's strong thighs, a little moan coming out of him at the beautiful sight of his boyfriend's cock. His own, now free of all constraints, stood eagerly at attention.
"Next time, skip breakfast." Bucky chastised him, bare and bold as he hooked his ankle around the back of Steve's leg.
He couldn't think straight. They should have been taking this slow. Exploring each other for their first time. But there would be more days like this. More nights where it was just them and nothing else. They had all the time in the world. Right now though, Bucky was already making impatient noises.
"Sweet Jesus-!" Steve's fingers were cold but awkwardly pleasant as they teased him. His eyes were already in the back of his head and his ass had only just got to second base. With one hand, held one knee in place while the other stubbornly kept trying to bring Steve closer. "If you think you're losing your mind now, wait until you're inside me. I'm going to make you see stars, Captain." Bucky might have looked pretty smug for someone who was going to have problems walking after this but he had a very good reason. "I've been doing some reading."