Steve Rogers froze as Bucky Barnes entered their room. The door clicked shut behind him, and the air between them thickened with unspoken tension. It had been weeks since their last encounter—since they’d stood so close, their lips almost brushing, only to be interrupted by the blaring of an alarm. Now, here they were again, alone, and the memory of that unfinished kiss hung between them like a spark waiting to ignite.Bucky leaned against the door, his metal arm glinting faintly in the dim light. His eyes locked onto Steve’s, and there was no mistaking the heat in his gaze. “You gonna keep standing there, or are we finally gonna finish what we started?” he asked, his voice low and rough, sending a shiver down Steve’s spine.Steve swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He took a step forward, then another, until he was close enough to feel the warmth radiating from Bucky’s body. “I thought you’d never ask,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.Bucky’s lips curved into a smirk, and he reached out, his fingers brushing against Steve’s jaw. The touch was electric, sending a jolt of desire through Steve’s entire body. “You’ve been driving me crazy, Rogers,” Bucky said, his thumb tracing the line of Steve’s bottom lip. “Every damn day, I’ve been thinking about this.”Steve’s breath hitched as Bucky’s hand slid to the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Their lips met in a searing kiss, and it was as if time itself had stopped. The world outside ceased to exist—there was only Bucky, his mouth hot and demanding against Steve’s, his tongue sliding against his own in a rhythm that made Steve’s knees weak.Bucky’s hands roamed over Steve’s body, gripping his shoulders, his waist, pulling him even closer until there was no space left between them. Steve moaned into the kiss, his own hands tangling in Bucky’s hair, tugging lightly as the heat between them grew unbearable.“God, Bucky,” Steve gasped when they finally broke apart for air. His chest heaved, his body trembling with need. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”“Then take it,” Bucky growled, his voice thick with desire. He grabbed Steve’s hand and pressed it against the front of his pants, where the hard length of his cock strained against the fabric. “I’m all yours.”Steve’s breath caught at the feel of Bucky’s arousal beneath his palm. He hesitated for only a moment before dropping to his knees, his hands fumbling with Bucky’s belt. Bucky let out a low groan as Steve freed him from his pants, his cock springing free, thick and already leaking with pre-cum.Steve wrapped his hand around Bucky’s length, stroking him slowly, savoring the way Bucky’s breath hitched and his hips jerked forward. “Fuck, Steve,” Bucky muttered, his fingers tightening in Steve’s hair. “Don’t tease me.”Steve didn’t need to be told twice. He leaned forward, taking Bucky into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the head before sinking down as far as he could go. Bucky let out a guttural moan, his hips bucking involuntarily as Steve began to move, his mouth hot and wet around him.“Jesus Christ,” Bucky gasped, his hands gripping Steve’s shoulders for support. “You’re so fucking good at this.”Steve hummed in response, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through Bucky’s body. He bobbed his head up and down, taking Bucky deeper with each stroke, his own cock straining painfully against his pants. He reached down to palm himself through the fabric, desperate for some relief.Bucky noticed immediately. “No,” he said firmly, pulling Steve to his feet. “I want to feel you.”Before Steve could protest, Bucky was on him again, kissing him fiercely as he pushed him back toward the bed. Steve stumbled, falling onto the mattress with Bucky on top of him. Their bodies pressed together, skin against skin, and Steve could feel every inch of Bucky’s hard cock against his own.Bucky’s hands were everywhere—touching, teasing, driving Steve wild. He kissed his way down Steve’s neck, nipping at the sensitive skin and leaving marks that would surely bruise. Steve arched into the touch, his hands roaming over Bucky’s back, feeling the muscles ripple beneath his fingertips.“Bucky,” Steve moaned as Bucky’s mouth found one of his nipples, sucking and biting until it was hard and sensitive. “Please…”“Please what?” Bucky asked, looking up at him with a wicked grin. “Tell me what you want.”“I want you inside me,” Steve breathed, his voice trembling with need. “Now.”Bucky’s eyes darkened with desire, and he reached for the nightstand, fumbling for the bottle of lube he knew was there. He coated his fingers quickly, then pressed one against Steve’s entrance, circling it teasingly before pushing inside.Steve gasped at the intrusion, his body tensing for a moment before relaxing into the sensation. Bucky worked him open slowly, adding a second finger and then a third, stretching him until he was writhing on the bed, begging for more.“Ready?” Bucky asked, his voice rough with need.“Yes,” Steve panted, his legs wrapping around Bucky’s waist. “Please, Bucky…”Bucky didn’t need to be told twice. He positioned himself at Steve’s entrance and pushed in slowly, inch by agonizing inch, until he was fully sheathed inside him. Steve let out a strangled moan, his nails digging into Bucky’s back as he adjusted to the stretch.“Fuck, you feel amazing,” Bucky groaned, his hips rolling against Steve’s. He began to move, thrusting in and out with a steady rhythm that had Steve seeing stars.“Harder,” Steve begged, his voice breaking as Bucky hit that spot inside him that made his entire body light up with pleasure. “Please, Bucky…”Bucky obliged, slamming into him with enough force to make the bed creak beneath them. Steve cried out, his cock leaking against his stomach as Bucky pounded into him relentlessly. The room was filled with the sound of their moans and the slap of skin against skin, and Steve knew he wouldn’t last much longer.“I’m close,” Bucky warned, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Steve…”“Me too,” Steve gasped, his hand flying to his cock and stroking himself in time with Bucky’s thrusts. “Come inside me.”Bucky let out a guttural groan as he came, spilling himself deep inside Steve. The feeling of Bucky pulsing within him was enough to push Steve over the edge, and he came with a cry, his release coating his stomach as he shuddered with pleasure.They collapsed together in a tangled heap of limbs, both of them breathing heavily as they came down from their high. Bucky pressed a soft kiss to Steve’s forehead, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest.“That was…” Steve began, but words failed him.“Yeah,” Bucky agreed with a chuckle. “It was.”

Bucky and Steve finally finish what they started, sharing a passionate kiss and eventually leading to Bucky taking Steve to the bed. They engage in intense foreplay and Bucky prepares Steve for penetration. Bucky and Steve have intense sex, coming together in a climax.

Steve Rogers froze as Bucky Barnes entered their room. The door clicked shut behind him, and the air between them thickened with unspoken tension. It had been weeks since their last encounter—since they’d stood so close, their lips almost brushing, only to be interrupted by the blaring of an alarm. Now, here they were again, alone, and the memory of that unfinished kiss hung between them like a spark waiting to ignite.

Bucky leaned against the door, his metal arm glinting faintly in the dim light. His eyes locked onto Steve’s, and there was no mistaking the heat in his gaze. “You gonna keep standing there, or are we finally gonna finish what we started?” he asked, his voice low and rough, sending a shiver down Steve’s spine.

Steve swallowed hard, his heart pounding in his chest. He took a step forward, then another, until he was close enough to feel the warmth radiating from Bucky’s body. “I thought you’d never ask,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper.

Bucky’s lips curved into a smirk, and he reached out, his fingers brushing against Steve’s jaw. The touch was electric, sending a jolt of desire through Steve’s entire body. “You’ve been driving me crazy, Rogers,” Bucky said, his thumb tracing the line of Steve’s bottom lip. “Every damn day, I’ve been thinking about this.”

Steve’s breath hitched as Bucky’s hand slid to the back of his neck, pulling him closer. Their lips met in a searing kiss, and it was as if time itself had stopped. The world outside ceased to exist—there was only Bucky, his mouth hot and demanding against Steve’s, his tongue sliding against his own in a rhythm that made Steve’s knees weak.

Bucky’s hands roamed over Steve’s body, gripping his shoulders, his waist, pulling him even closer until there was no space left between them. Steve moaned into the kiss, his own hands tangling in Bucky’s hair, tugging lightly as the heat between them grew unbearable.

“God, Bucky,” Steve gasped when they finally broke apart for air. His chest heaved, his body trembling with need. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

“Then take it,” Bucky growled, his voice thick with desire. He grabbed Steve’s hand and pressed it against the front of his pants, where the hard length of his cock strained against the fabric. “I’m all yours.”

Steve’s breath caught at the feel of Bucky’s arousal beneath his palm. He hesitated for only a moment before dropping to his knees, his hands fumbling with Bucky’s belt. Bucky let out a low groan as Steve freed him from his pants, his cock springing free, thick and already leaking with pre-cum.

Steve wrapped his hand around Bucky’s length, stroking him slowly, savoring the way Bucky’s breath hitched and his hips jerked forward. “Fuck, Steve,” Bucky muttered, his fingers tightening in Steve’s hair. “Don’t tease me.”

Steve didn’t need to be told twice. He leaned forward, taking Bucky into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the head before sinking down as far as he could go. Bucky let out a guttural moan, his hips bucking involuntarily as Steve began to move, his mouth hot and wet around him.

“Jesus Christ,” Bucky gasped, his hands gripping Steve’s shoulders for support. “You’re so fucking good at this.”

Steve hummed in response, the vibration sending another wave of pleasure through Bucky’s body. He bobbed his head up and down, taking Bucky deeper with each stroke, his own cock straining painfully against his pants. He reached down to palm himself through the fabric, desperate for some relief.

Bucky noticed immediately. “No,” he said firmly, pulling Steve to his feet. “I want to feel you.”

Before Steve could protest, Bucky was on him again, kissing him fiercely as he pushed him back toward the bed. Steve stumbled, falling onto the mattress with Bucky on top of him. Their bodies pressed together, skin against skin, and Steve could feel every inch of Bucky’s hard cock against his own.

Bucky’s hands were everywhere—touching, teasing, driving Steve wild. He kissed his way down Steve’s neck, nipping at the sensitive skin and leaving marks that would surely bruise. Steve arched into the touch, his hands roaming over Bucky’s back, feeling the muscles ripple beneath his fingertips.

“Bucky,” Steve moaned as Bucky’s mouth found one of his nipples, sucking and biting until it was hard and sensitive. “Please…”

“Please what?” Bucky asked, looking up at him with a wicked grin. “Tell me what you want.”

“I want you inside me,” Steve breathed, his voice trembling with need. “Now.”

Bucky’s eyes darkened with desire, and he reached for the nightstand, fumbling for the bottle of lube he knew was there. He coated his fingers quickly, then pressed one against Steve’s entrance, circling it teasingly before pushing inside.

Steve gasped at the intrusion, his body tensing for a moment before relaxing into the sensation. Bucky worked him open slowly, adding a second finger and then a third, stretching him until he was writhing on the bed, begging for more.

“Ready?” Bucky asked, his voice rough with need.

“Yes,” Steve panted, his legs wrapping around Bucky’s waist. “Please, Bucky…”

Bucky didn’t need to be told twice. He positioned himself at Steve’s entrance and pushed in slowly, inch by agonizing inch, until he was fully sheathed inside him. Steve let out a strangled moan, his nails digging into Bucky’s back as he adjusted to the stretch.

“Fuck, you feel amazing,” Bucky groaned, his hips rolling against Steve’s. He began to move, thrusting in and out with a steady rhythm that had Steve seeing stars.

“Harder,” Steve begged, his voice breaking as Bucky hit that spot inside him that made his entire body light up with pleasure. “Please, Bucky…”

Bucky obliged, slamming into him with enough force to make the bed creak beneath them. Steve cried out, his cock leaking against his stomach as Bucky pounded into him relentlessly. The room was filled with the sound of their moans and the slap of skin against skin, and Steve knew he wouldn’t last much longer.

“I’m close,” Bucky warned, his thrusts becoming erratic. “Steve…”

“Me too,” Steve gasped, his hand flying to his cock and stroking himself in time with Bucky’s thrusts. “Come inside me.”

Bucky let out a guttural groan as he came, spilling himself deep inside Steve. The feeling of Bucky pulsing within him was enough to push Steve over the edge, and he came with a cry, his release coating his stomach as he shuddered with pleasure.

They collapsed together in a tangled heap of limbs, both of them breathing heavily as they came down from their high. Bucky pressed a soft kiss to Steve’s forehead, his fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest.

“That was…” Steve began, but words failed him.

“Yeah,” Bucky agreed with a chuckle. “It was.”

A long-awaited encounter between two former soldiers finally comes to a head in a passionate and steamy reunion.

The two men, drawn together by a history of unspoken desire, find themselves alone in a room, the tension between them palpable.

Their last encounter had been interrupted, leaving them both craving the kiss that never was.

The two men finally give in to their desires, exploring each other’s bodies with a fervor that leaves them both breathless.

The scene is charged with a mix of tenderness and raw, intense passion, as the two men navigate their way through a long-awaited intimate encounter.

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