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"James, you cannot just run off a whole day's worth of pancakes."

Listening in as the water stilled and chilled, Bucky curled closer towards his Captain as he waited for him to finish explaining. He had been in charge of the escape, Steve had taken care of everything else. “Then get out dummy.” Bucky laughed, kissing between his shoulder blades before standing up. 

"Fine then after we do this, then we can sleep." He insisted, his breathing beginning to pace with his movements as they sped up. Bucky wanted more of Steve, wanted to feel every bit of him against his own body, all of his warmth. He wrapped his legs around the other’s to tangle them together fully. 

Steve let him, letting his kisses trail down to James' neck, his clavicle. He wanted to kiss him everywhere, make him feel the appreciation and adoration he had for him. The simple devotion in this moment sent chills descending his spine, the love he had for him now. 

Late Nights

He leaned up into the kiss again, eyes closing and relaxing completely. “Can I just sleep in here like this from now on?” He asked hopefully, but smiled into the question. Bucky didn’t know how nightmares could ever come if they were like this all the time. He slipped his hand into Steve’s hair and followed instinct to deepen the kiss, tongue running over the other’s lips. 

He let Steve scrub him too before resting his head against Steve’s shoulder blade once more. Bucky snaked his arms back around the blond’s middle as soon as they could lie still for a moment. “I love you.” he finally said into the quiet. “I think I’ve always loved you, even in the time they erased.”