Steven Grant Barnes (sickbuttsteve) wrote in spinningcompass, @ 2018-03-20 23:29:00 |
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Coughing and wheezing is what woke Steve up. His chest was tight in a way that was all too familiar. He had a headache and he couldn’t seem to stop coughing. And that’s when it hit him. He looked down at himself and saw the short, skinny body he was supposed to have. The body that hadn’t been medicated in a month. None of his regular medications had been taken the entire time that he’d been super because he hadn’t needed them. And now that he was back to “normal”, his body knew that the meds were missing. Fortunately, he had an inhaler in the nightstand so he could at least alleviate that problem. Taking a hit, he held it in as best he could, long enough for the medication to start working. ----- Bucky sat up quickly, waking to the familiar sounds of Steve’s coughing and then the spray of his inhaler. He moved without thought, rubbing his hand on Steve’s back for a moment, then asking, “Do you need water? Any meds?” He hadn’t even fully woken up yet, working on instinct and habit. ----- Steve tried to take deep breaths, hoping that it would help. He coughed a couple more times but it wasn’t as bad as when he first woke up. “Yes.” He nodded. Water, all his meds, pretty much everything. He closed his eyes for a second, trying to get his heart rate down. He could feel it pounding. ----- Bucky could hear the implications, that Steve was in a bad spell so he kissed his forehead and crawled out of the bed. “I’ll be right back.” It wasn’t until he stepped in to the bathroom that everything caught up and he realized they were back to themselves again. He sighed softly, worried about Steve, and quickly filled the glass he kept on the sink and grabbed his pill organizer, along with a few bottles of things he knew Steve only took as-needed and went back to his husband. He sat at the edge of the bed and handed Steve the water. “What first?” he asked holding things up so Steve could just point. ----- Steve smiled thankfully as he took the water and took a sip. He pointed to the morning section of the pill organizer, even though he knew Bucky was familiar with the various names of his medications. That was the best place to start. ------- Bucky opened the little section of the box and tipped it out in to his hand, holding them out for Steve. He hated to see this, mostly because he knew how much Steve hated to be like this, but they would get used to it again, just like they had been before. He assumed this day was coming, but part of him had still hoped it wouldn't. That Steve would be able to stay healthy and without worry. But right now he had to focus on getting him okay just for now. ----- Steve took the pills and popped the entire handful in his mouth, downing them with one swallow of water. It was something he did every morning without any problems. After that was done, he started to look through the other pills. “Just that one, for now.” He pointed to a small bottle with a white label on it. The rest would have to wait until everything else kicked in before he could tell if he even needed them. ------ Bucky set aside the rest of the bottles, along with the pill organizer, and then opened the bottle Steve needed, tipping out his dose and holding that out to him too. Once Steve had what he needed he set aside that bottle too, and then brushed Steve's hair back from his face; it was shorter than it had been, but still always managed to fall out of place. "Better?" he asked softly. ----- Steve took the last pill, and a last long drink of water before nodding. He really did love how attentive Bucky was, but he hated that it was necessary. “Yeah.” He smiled. Steve took a deep breath and let it out before whispering. “I’m sorry.” ---- Bucky's heart broke a little bit and leaned in to give Steve a gentle kiss. "Hey, there's nothing to be sorry for." Bucky had grown up with Steve, had fallen in love with him, like this. It was never something he saw as a fault. A challenge at times, but nothing they couldn't handle. "Need anything else? More water?" he asked, just to be safe. ----- Steve kissed back and smiled again. He looked down at the glass of water for a moment, then looked at his hand, specifically his wedding ring. He held up his hand and chuckled softly. “Maybe bigger hands?” He knew if he moved his hand just the right way the ring would slide right off. ---- "Hold on a minute." Bucky walked back around to his side of the bed and opened the side table drawer. He pulled out a little box and sat on the bed again, next to Steve. "I can't really do that, but I did get these." He opened the box to reveal their original engagement rings along with a new set of wedding rings in the same sizes. "I figured we might need them eventually." ----- “Best husband ever.” Steve gave Bucky another kiss. It still sent tingles through him to call Bucky his husband. He wondered if that would always happen. Steve took the rings off his fingers and put them on the nightstand before holding his hand out for Bucky. “I love you.” ------ Bucky grinned too at his words, right through the kiss, he couldn't seem to do anything but smile when he heard the word still. He hoped that wouldn't ever stop. He took the rings out of the box and slid them on to Steve's finger one at a time. "Gotta look out for my man." he smirked. "I love you too." ----- “Forever your man.” He chuckled. Steve took the other rings and grinned. “Your turn, Mr Barnes.” ----- Bucky slid the loose rings off his finger and set them in the box he'd taken Steve's from. They weren't as loose on him as Steve's had been but they were still big enough that he would worry, and he never wanted to lose them. "Well thanks, Mr Barnes." he grinned, holding out his hand. ----- Steve grinned a little bigger as he slid the rings onto Bucky’s finger. He then kissed his husband’s knuckle just above the rings. Steve looked up into Bucky’s eyes and just studied him for a second before leaning in for a kiss, then he sighed. “I gotta pee.” He made a face. He really didn’t want to move just then. ---- Bucky laughed, "Sorry, that's one I can't do for you." Sure there had been times he'd helped over the years, but that was a different story. "Unless you'd like me to carry you over the threshold to our bathroom." he teased. ----- Steve laughed and shook his head. “No, that’s okay.” He gave Bucky another kiss before swinging his feet over the side of the bed. He was able to get to his feet, and he could stand upright, but everything just felt off. He didn’t really ache, but every muscle felt like it had been over worked for hours. He took a couple of tentative steps before figuring out that he could make it to the bathroom at least. After relieving his bladder and washing his hands, he made his way back to the bed and almost collapsed into it. “Maybe you should have.” ---- Bucky took the time Steve was gone to pick up the rings from his side table and tuck them in to the little box next to his own. He figured they would be good to keep around, just in case it happened again. He tucked the box away and lay back on the bed. It wasn't nearly the change for him as it had been for Steve but it still all felt a little bit funny, he'd gotten used to the bulkier body. When he glanced up as Steve walked back from the bathroom he had to stifle a giggle, waiting until Steve had lay down to point out the puddle of fabric that had been his pajama bottoms at the bottom of the bed. "You lost your pants." Steve's shirt had been big enough that it might as well have been a night gown but he still had to laugh a little. ----- Steve looked down at the foot of the bed and laughed softly. “For some reason that didn’t even register.” He wrinkled his nose. “We’ll have to put all those clothes in storage, except for the ones I borrowed from Stevie.” He shifted so that his head was laying in Bucky’s lap and looked up at him. “We can both fit on the couch again.” He smiled. ----- "We've got plenty of space in the other rooms, at least until we start picking up strays." Bucky joked. He wanted to keep things light, to hopefully keep Steve from falling into the depression that came over him sometimes when he got really sick. He reached down to run his fingers through Steve's hair, scratching his scalp gently. He grinned, "That is true, I think we should take full advantage and spend all day on it yelling at cooking shows." ----- “That actually sounds like a really great idea.” Steve nodded. “We can make some coffee and I think we still have some left over wedding cake.” Though they were saving the top of the cake for their anniversary, as was custom. “Let’s do that.” ---- "Perfect." Bucky smiled, bending down to kiss him lightly. "Though I will have to go find some real food eventually." he didn't need to mention that most of what they had would upset Steve's stomach now. "But that can wait a few hours at least." He figured Steve would probably need a nap at some point anyway, especially after such a rough wake up. ----- “Sadly we can’t live on cake.” He frowned. As much as he would love to. During the last month Steve had done a lot of eating foods he couldn’t normally eat and was glad that he wasn’t dealing with those consequences at least. He sat up and stretched a bit. “Want me to find something to watch while you get the coffee going?” He was feeling pretty drained and wasn’t sure he could help in the kitchen just yet. ---- "It is a true tragedy." Bucky sighed, over-dramatic. Bucky stood once Steve was out of his lap and nodded. "That sounds like a plan." He looked at Steve for a moment before there was a glint of mischief in his eye. Without giving Steve a chance to get out of the bed he was quickly gathering both the smaller man and all of their blankets up in to a big bundle in his arms and starting out the bedroom door toward their living room. ----- Steve laughed when Bucky picked him up, knowing better than to protest. “I was gonna get some pants on, dork.” He felt like a little kid in the way too big shirt but it was really comfortable. Of course, he hadn’t been wearing anything under the pajama pants when he’d gone to bed so the shirt was all he was wearing. ------ "Pants? Where we're going we don't need pants!" Bucky grinned. His own sleep pants were hanging dangerously low on his hips but he wasn't bothered enough to change them yet. Bucky deposited Steve and all the blankets on their couch. "You find the show and build the nest, I'll be back with cake and coffee." ----- “Yes, sir.” Steve said with a little solute. He got himself situated on the couch with all the blankets around him before grabbing the remote. It didn’t take him long to find the cooking shows. He often got ideas and sometimes tried some of the recipes that came on. If he felt like he could handle the food. “I think this one’ll work.” He called to the kitchen. ----- Bucky started the coffee first, then dug in to the fridge to find the leftover cake, dishing large portions up on to plates for each of them. "Perfect! Almost done." he answered to Steve's call. Once the coffee finished brewing he made up their mugs, and loaded everything on to a tray. He carried it out to the livingroom and set the tray on the coffee table before pushing the table right up to the couch so it'd be easy to reach everything. He then went around to the back of the couch and climbed over that way, so he could wedge himself behind Steve without making him get up. "What're we wachin?" ----- Steve leaned forward a little bit as Bucky climbed onto the couch behind him, then snuggled back against him. He sighed happily, just loving that they could sit like that again. “She’s making some kind of pot roast. Like a special recipe.” He hadn’t paid much attention while waiting for Bucky. “I like her voice.” It had a soft accent that he couldn’t quite place. ----- Bucky tucked one arm under Steve's head and wrapped the other around his middle to keep him close. "Sounds good." he murmured, nuzzling in to the back of Steve's neck a little. Maybe it was a little selfish, but he did like being bigger than his husband, being able to wrap him up in his arms and cover him. Protect him. ----- Steve wasn’t really paying much attention to the show just then. Having Bucky pretty much wrapped around him was nice and it was easy to forget the TV was even on. He chuckled softly. “Times like these, being a Jedi would come in handy.” He wanted some of his coffee but he didn’t quite want to move enough to reach it. ---- Bucky laughed soft and leaned over, taking advantage of his longer arms to grab Steve's mug and hand it to him. He left his for now, content to just snuggle into Steve instead. "We should probably get back to normal before we start hoping for more fun." he teased lightly. ----- “Thank you, baby.” Steve shifted just enough to kiss Bucky’s cheek after taking the mug. He took a sip and sighed happily. It was perfect. And it helped that coffee was a natural remedy for asthma. He snuggled back into Bucky and held his coffee in both hands as he went back to watching the TV. “Our kind of normal anyway.” ---- "Mmhm." Bucky hummed, fingers drawing little mindless shapes at Steve's hip. Now that they were calm and quiet and not really thinking about too much the weight of the morning and how badly things could have gone clutched at Bucky's chest and made him hold Steve a tiny bit tighter. "I'm glad you got to have the wedding you wanted though." he admit. ----- “And the honeymoon.” Steve smiled. It had been absolutely wonderful. And a lot of things they couldn’t do anymore. “But honestly, all I cared about was marrying you, the rest was just a nice bonus.” He held his coffee in one hand and placed his other on Bucky’s arm. ---- ‘“Me too.” Bucky kissed Steve's cheek and smiled at him, moving his arm so he could tangle his fingers with Steve's. It had been a nice month, and had been great to not have to worry about Steve in either Tortuga or New York, but he would have been happy too, even if their honeymoon had just been this, as long as he had Steve. “You gonna be okay though?” He asked softly after a few minutes of quiet, other than the sounds from the tv. ----- “Probably.” He shrugged a little. He had to be honest, he already missed that body. Strong and healthy, nothing to worry about except maybe occasionally bumping his head. It was hard being back to this. The size didn’t bother him that much, but the rest of it. He realized just how exhausting being him really was. “I should go see the doctor tomorrow. Just to make sure everything’s okay.” He sipped his coffee again. His body reacting to a month without medication could cause problems he didn’t expect. ---- Bucky nodded. “Do you want me to come?” He asked, not sure which way Steve might lean after the past month. Whether he would want Bucky there for support or worry about what he might hear. ----- Steve was quiet for a second before nodding. “Yeah.” Not just for moral support but it'd be easier for Bucky to hear everything first hand. “You can make sure I actually go.” He chuckled. ------ Bucky laughed softly, and finally leaned over for his own coffee, handing Steve his plate of cake first. “Eat, don't want your meds to bother your stomach.” He encouraged. ----- Steve set his coffee down before taking the plate and eating some of the cake. “It's the lunch meds that I really have to worry about that.” Having meds he had to take at different times a day was irritating sometimes. ----- “Well then eat because it’s delicious.” he smiled, sipping his coffee. He slid his free hand down to Steve’s hip, rubbing a little bit. He could feel the bone there in a way he hadn’t been able to for the last month but in some ways he liked it. It was familiar. “I love you.” he mumbled against Steve’s shoulder. ----- “I love you, too.” He grinned and leaned back into Bucky again. “It is really good.” He took another bite of the cake and sighed happily. ---- "I'll thank mama again the next time I see her." Bucky smiled, nuzzling in to Steve's hair. He reached around and stole a swipe of frosting with his fingertip then licked it clean. ----- “Should I stop getting haircuts?” He tilted his head a little to give Bucky access to his neck. “You kind of liked it longer.” Though his hair wasn’t going to be as thick and wavy as it had been, it wouldn’t be too bad. ---- Bucky hmm-ed softly, leaning over to put his coffee down before he reached up to card his fingers through Steve's hair, his now-clean hand going back to his hip. "I can't say I would mind." he teased, curling his fingers to tighten them a little bit. It wasn't as much of a tug as he could get when it had been longer but he could still grab a little. "But this isn't so bad either." ----- Steve moaned a little and licked his lips. “Maybe I’ll let it grow.” He shifted enough to put the plate down before turning to face Bucky. “Can’t do the beard, though.” He frowned. ---- "That's alright." Bucky leaned in and stole a quick kiss once Steve was facing him. "I think I like being able to leave marks here better." he mumbled, kissing his way along Steve's jaw and to his neck. ----- Steve closed his eyes and moaned a little again. “Can leave all kinds of marks now.” He chuckled. He had, of course, meant it in the best way. He put a hand on the back of Bucky’s head and played with his hair a bit. “You don’t get a haircut, okay?” ------ Bucky nodded a little bit and bit a small mark in to the soft skin just below Steve's collar. "I can do that." he gave him a lewd, half-smile. "Should I stop shavin' too?" It wouldn't be as full or grow as fast but he thought he could manage something at least. ----- “Yes.” Steve nodded. “No more shaving for you.” He’d really enjoyed the way the beard felt against his skin. He gently tugged on Bucky’s hair and smiled. “You’re very sexy, you know that?” ---- Bucky let Steve pull his head back a bit and just smirked. "Yup." He dove in for another kiss, deeper this time, before adding against Steve's mouth, "Had to be to get hold of you." ----- Steve kissed back and smiled. “You know it was always gonna be you.” Even though he’d spent a little time dating Rachel Cuddy, it’d made him realize that he’d only ever wanted Bucky. “And now you’re mine forever.” He kissed Bucky again. ---- “Yes, yes I am.” he grinned, leaning in to Steve’s neck to leave another mark, higher this time, one that he wouldn’t be able to hide so easily. Maybe he was being a bit possessive, but he figured he was allowed now. Plus he wanted to show off a little, and watch the way a blush would creep in to Steve's neck anytime someone noticed. "Gonna make sure everyone knows it too." ----- Steve moaned again, tilting his head a little bit more. “Pretty sure everybody does, baby.” He chuckled a little. He grabs Bucky’s hand and wraps it around his middle. ---- Bucky took the hint and wrapped his arm around Steve's middle, holding him close while the other snaked up the back of his neck and in to his hair again. "Yeah but I can't have them questioning it." he teased, lips moving to Steve's again, tugging the bottom one with his teeth gently, just enough that he knew Steve's mouth would go red and kiss-stained. ----- Steve kissed back and moaned yet again. He was suddenly very glad he was wearing only the oversized t-shirt. “That would be bad.” He nodded. “Everybody should know for sure.” He kissed Bucky again, holding him into the kiss. ---- "Think they'd know if you walked with a limp tomorrow?" Bucky teased before being pulled into the kiss. His arms got tighter around Steve, tugging him even closer as they kissed, holding him there tightly with both arms. He knew there was no way they could be as rough or extreme as they had been the past month, but also knew that it didn't mean things couldn't be just as intense between them. It just had to be in different ways. ----- Steve broke the kiss and smiled. “What do you have in mind, Mr. Barnes?” He was feeling a lot better already, though he knew they should probably take it easy at first. He tried to keep that little bit of sadness out of his eyes, that things had to be different. --- Bucky pretended to ponder for a moment, "Well, we did kind of have a second wedding ceremony this morning, with the rings and all, so I think a second honeymoon is in store too." Sure, it was a lot, but they were still technically teenage boys (for a few more months at least) and Bucky was going to use the excuse as long as he could. "So definitely some celebratory we-both-fit-on-the-couch sex, then maybe we play 'how long does it take for Steve to make lunch while Bucky blows him', followed by maybe some table sex, or bed sex, then a nap, then more sex." He grinned, well aware that it was an exaggeration but having fun anyway. ----- Steve laughed and shook his head. “You are incorrigible.” He grinned. “Besides, you think I can actually make lunch while you blow me? Half the time I can’t even form a coherent sentence.” He lightly stroked Bucky’s cheek. “But I would love to try as much of that as possible.” He kissed Bucky again. With the need for more time between rounds, he knew they wouldn’t get to all of it, but they could at least try. ---- "Yeah, that's how I know I'm doing it right." Bucky grinned, "You get all mumbly and stop making sense." He leaned in to Steve's touch but let his hands move down his body until he was slowly bunching the fabric of the t-shirt up around his hips so he could get his hands under it. ----- “And you’re always doing it right.” Steve did love that feeling of being completely out of his head and just being in that moment. He put a hand on Bucky’s shoulder and gripped his shirt. “Baby…” He moaned. ---- "Hmmm?" Bucky grinned, doing a very bad job of trying to sound innocent as his hand crept between Steve's legs and he started to just barely brush his fingertips against the warm flesh, "Something you want?" ----- Steve shifted his hips a bit, trying to get more contact. “Remember that thing you were saying about blowing me?” He licked his lips. ----- "I...might recall." Buck smirked, letting his fingers make brief contact with the head of Steve's dick but then moving them away quickly. He put his hands under Steve's hips and turned them, so Steve was sitting on the couch again but Bucky was in front of him, sliding to his knees on the floor instead. ----- Steve gasped when Bucky’s fingers brushed his cock, then smiled down at him when he got on the floor. “I love your mouth.” He spread his legs a bit. ---- "Wow, and I ain't even done anything with it yet." Bucky nuzzled the pale skin at Steve's knee and starting upward. He didn't have much stubble but did his best to let what was there drag along Steve's skin as he went. ----- “Just know what’s coming.” He chuckled a little, then moaned. Steve leaned back into the couch a bit, though he kept looking down at Bucky. ---- Bucky took up all the extra room that Steve offered, crowding in close between his legs, kissing and nuzzling his skin until his nose brushed the light hair at the base of Steve's cock and his breath ghosted over him. “Hopefully you're what's coming.” He teased, leaning in to kiss along the side of Steve's shaft. ----- Steve moaned a little louder and ran his fingers through Bucky's hair. He did chuckle softly at the joke. “You're being evil again.” Steve smirked a little. His tone was almost encouraging. It was one of his favorite things. ---- “Mmhm.” Bucky just hummed in agreement and moved away from Steve's cock again, kissing his way up his faint happy trail and then back down, bypassing his dick completely to tongue at his balls a bit instead. ----- Steve let his head fall back against the couch and he sighed softly. He did shift his hips a little, trying to get some friction on his cock. He was almost painfully hard. ------ Bucky reached up to put his hands on Steve's hips, holding him down as he took his time, travelling from his balls to the space behind them teasing there for a moment and then leaving that too, going back to scratching his teeth along the inside of Steve's thigh. ----- Steve actually whimpered when Bucky stopped his hips. He put both hands on his husband's shoulders, lifting his head just enough to look down at him. “Baby please.” He was practically begging. ---- Bucky had kissed and nipped his way along the crease of Steve's thigh and looked up through his lashes when he spoke. "Please what?" He asked, voice a little raspy as his own arousal spiked. ----- Steve licked his lips as he just looked at Bucky for a moment. “Suck my cock.” It was said like an order. He’d gone from begging to demanding in the blink of an eye. He just wanted some relief. ---- Bucky groaned, the sound coming out almost as a growl, but he listened. He wrapped his lips around Steve's cock and sunk down. He only made it halfway the first time, he'd gotten a lot better at taking him over the past weeks but it was in a totally different body and he almost felt out of practice. He was determined though, bobbing back to his tip before going down again, getting deeper before the back of his throat twitched and he had to back off, gasping a breath. ----- Steve gasped and moaned almost simultaneously, hands gripping Bucky's shoulders. He bit his lip when Bucky backed off. “You okay?” --- Bucky just gave a wide, lopsided grin. “Yeah.” He panted before diving back in to his task enthusiastically. He went slower this time, deliberate, as he closed his eyes, hands on either of Steve's thighs and worked his throat to relax as much as he could. It took a few minutes of bobbing his head, tongue teasing the vein on the underside of Steve's dick anytime he moved, but he eventually managed it, swallowing at just the right time to get himself all the way to Steve's pelvis with a little bit of a shudder and a moan. ----- Steve let his head fall back again, moaning almost constantly. He closed his eyes and tried to keep his hips still, not wanting to risk hurting Bucky. The moan caused a gasp and he bit his lip. “Close…” It hadn't taken long at all and he took a deep breath, trying to hold off. ----- Bucky pulled off of him again, hand moving to pump his dick a bit while he panted, lips swollen as he looked up to Steve. “Do it.” He groaned and took Steve in his mouth again, able to take him fully much faster, now that he'd figured out the rhythm and feeling. ----- “Oh god…” It didn't take much more coaxing for Steve to explode, fingers digging into Bucky's shoulders as he shook. His hips jerked slightly and then he practically melted into the couch, panting heavily. ---- Bucky moaned a little, feeling Steve twitch and spill down his throat and on to his tongue, swallowing everything down and bobbing his head a few more times before he pulled off and crawled back up onto the couch and into Steve's lap. His shorts we're clearly tented with a bit of a wet spot but he ignored it in favor of leaning in to kiss Steve deeply, sharing the taste lingering on his tongue. ---- Steve moaned into the kiss and wrapped one arm around Bucky's waist, the other went immediately to the bulge in his shorts, rubbing him through the fabric a bit before he slipped his hand inside. His fingers wrapped around Bucky's cock and started slowly stroking, not breaking the kiss even a bit. ---- Bucky moaned into his mouth and rocked his hips a bit. There was something he found a little hot about being too desperate to even bother to get undressed and it wasn't long before his breath was getting harsher and his motions more needy. ----- Steve started moving his hand a bit faster, moaning a little into the kiss. He ran his thumb over the tip of Bucky's dick as he lightly bit at his bottom lip. It was so sexy seeing him like that. He moved his mouth next to Bucky's ear, whispering “Cum for me.” before sucking on his earlobe. ----- Bucky certainly wasn't going to try and fight that command, not when his body seemed to want it just as much as Steve did. It was only a few more strokes of the smaller man's hand before he was gasping harshly, biting in to Steve's shoulder and coming, staining his shorts. ---- Steve didn't stop his hand when he felt the pulsing start, he just kept it moving until he was certain Bucky was finished. With a slight glint in his eye he pulled his hand from Bucky's shorts and started slowly licking his fingers clean. ---- Bucky groaned watching him, his spent dick managing a bit of a twitch. “Gonna kill me with that and you know it.” He mumbled, languid and comfortable as he nuzzled against the mark he'd left on Steve's neck earlier. ---- “Kind of the idea.” He chuckled as he wrapped both arms around Bucky. He would have been okay with staying like that, but it was getting to be a bit much. ------ Bucky nuzzled against him a little bit more but then rolled over to one side, worried about hurting his legs. He pulled a discarded blanket off the floor and put it in Steve's lap and over his legs so he wouldn't get cold before stretching himself out on his back and lay his head in Steve's lap. “Feel okay?” He asked. ----- Steve's hand immediately went into Bucky's hair when he was settled. He leaned down and gave him a quick kiss before nodding. “Little tired but I'm good.” He felt a bit more drained than he usually did after but he didn't want to worry Bucky. He was sure it could be fixed with a nap. ------ “Good.” Bucky smiled a little. He'd purposefully settled in a way that, if Steve did fall asleep, Bucky wouldn't have to disturb him much to go get them some real food and stock up on the things Steve normally needed but hadn't in the past few weeks-extra bottles of water and protein bars and things to settle his stomach if he was having an issue. “Sleep if you want,” he suggested, as much as he was enjoying Steve playing with his hair. “We got all the time in the world to finish out fuck-it list.” Bucky teased. ----- Steve laughed but it quickly turned into a yawn. “Fuck-It list. I like that. We should write it down.” He nodded. Steve blinked a couple of times, trying to keep his eyes open. He didn't want to sleep just yet. ---- Bucky chuckled softly, taking hold of Steve's hand and toying with his fingers lightly, brushing them over his wedding ring absent-mindedly. “Blow job on the couch. Check. Breaking furniture. Check. What else?” He could tell Steve didn't want to sleep and figured he could give him a few minutes distraction before forcing him to lay down and nap. ------ Steve smiled as he thought. “Breaking a hotel room has been checked off, too.” He nodded. He'd been thankful for Tony's money that time. “Oh! And sex outside.” ----- Bucky laughed again, “And a hand job in the back of a taxi.” He grinned, “You did also almost get me to come in my pants at that bar in Tortuga. We'll have to work harder to check that one off.” ----- “And there was that movie theater. Fortunately it was a loud movie.” He'd managed to come during an explosion. “We also did that..um...the thing…” He started mumbling, actually dozing off mid sentence. ---- Bucky couldn't help the small laugh. He just kissed Steve's hand and sat up gently. “C’mon.” He grabbed Steve's legs and pulled them up into the space he'd been laying it so he could lay flat on the couch, rearranging the blanket so it covered most of his husband. “I'm gonna go get some food okay? Sleep.” He told Steve with a quick kiss. ----- Steve managed to mumble something that sounded like “don't wanna" but the words were barely out of his mouth when he started snoring softly, curling up with the blanket. |