Fanart-inspired smutlog

[iknewhim]

It had started gently, and with a seemingly off-handed statement from Bucky as many things did these days. The statement in question had been: "I'm not going to up and bolt if you touch me, Rogers." Names were something he had trouble with even still, though not as much as he had at the beginning. That first statement had turned into nearly an hour of making out on the couch, interrupted by Sam bringing dinner by because Steve hadn't answered his phone.

It had happened again a few days later, and again the week after that. It had continued to happen now and again, apparently at random -in that there was nothing apparent to trigger it except Bucky deciding he wanted the contact- and even though Bucky instigated it, usually by statement and on one recent occasion by simply dragging Steve down into a kiss, it was always Steve that ended up leading.

Until now. It wasn't that he was pulling away, if he had Bucky would have let it go, but he had gone passive to the point of frustration and Bucky finally drew back, brow furrowed, studying Steve intently, "What's wrong?"

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[iknewhim]

His brow creased, just a little, not entirely sure what to do with that particular touch, and still not quite sure what to do with this new, more passive Steve.

Some small corner of his mind remembered that he'd usually been the one to take the lead before, that was just how he'd been, not necessarily when it came to Steve, but in general.

His fingers twitched against Steve's gentle hold, while the hand that had been caught in Steve's collar slid around to thread through his hair, tugging him just a little closer so that he could deepen that kiss more easily, even despite the half-awkward position with Bucky himself still wedged back against the corner of the couch.

[starspangledspandex]

The position was definitely a little awkward but Steve was doing his best not to act like it and go along with what Bucky wanted from this. It didn't necessarily have to be how it used to be when it was mostly the other man in charge. He just knew that it was something that he wanted to encourage in case something clicked again.

He was half-draped across the man's lap when Bucky pulled him closer in for a kiss and Steve was more than happy to provide. It meant a lot to him that the man didn't just rabbit. He could have time and time again but he stayed which meant the world to Steve.

[iknewhim]

With Steve's weight against him it was a little easier to proceed, even though Steve wasn't crowding him or pinning him really it was easier for Bucky to relax even despite the awkward position. His fingers curled, scratching gently against Steve's scalp as he deepened the kiss, still a little hesitant, but Steve had been right with reminding Bucky that he knew what felt good, and that was a good place to start.

There was another brief pause before he turned his head, just a little, enough so that he could catch Steve's lower lip between his teeth, not biting, yet, just holding, giving a gentle, almost teasing tug before delving into the kiss again a little more hungrily.

[starspangledspandex]

He knew from the get go that this was going to be an exercise in patience. Bucky was going to take time to feel comfortable and figure out what to do. He was okay with it. Steve trusted the other man. He just needed to wait a little until he trusted himself.

Steve groaned appreciatively at the nipping but it was the kiss he really liked, returning it just as hungrily. It might not be a perfect mirror that time but Bucky initiated it and he was encouraging. This was wonderful.

[iknewhim]

The sound, and returning the kiss were both the best kind of encouragement, the kind that didn't have anything to do with 'I trust you' or 'you can do this', but that non-verbal, 'that feels good', unable-to-keep-quiet response was probably the best thing Steve could have done just then whether he knew it or not.

He did, finally, angle his head down a little, brow resting against Steve's, having to break the kiss just so he could catch his breath again, realizing belatedly that his fingers had curled against the nape of Steve's neck, not letting up, though he did relax his grasp once he realized, murmuring a quiet: "Sorry, too hard?"

[starspangledspandex]

Steve was too busy kissing Bucky to say anything verbally and he could more than free himself from the other man if there was some kind of problem. There wasn't, not at all, this was great.

He panted slightly once the kiss was broken and they were resting against one another, just existing. Steve blinked slightly and realized what the other man was asking him, he hadn't even noticed in all honesty. "No, it was fine," he shrugged. "I barely noticed. Felt good."

[iknewhim]

"Okay." It was all he had to say at the moment, shifting the angle of his arm so that he could run his fingers through the hair at Steve's nape, brow furrowing as he scratched delicately there, as if to convince himself that he could and that the scratching didn't have to turn into anything else.

It was going to take more than a few minutes of heavy petting on the couch to really convince him of that, but it was a start if nothing else. He shifted, pushing himself a little higher on the arm of the couch so that he could worm his hand between them -the right, still using the left as little as possible- so that he could tug at the hem of Steve's shirt, "Off."