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A Shot in the Dark


Bucky stumbles down the hallway and shoves his key in the lock of his apartment. He slaps his hand down on the handle and turns it, opening the door. He then falls flat on his face in his apartment. Steve, his roommate, jumps to his feet and helps him up.

“Bucky, are you okay?” Steve asks, concerned. He wraps Bucky’s arm around his shoulders and begins to carry him to his bedroom.

“Grrgh,” Bucky groans, too intoxicated to form comprehensible words.

“I’m guessing you didn’t get lucky like you were planning then?” Steve asks with an amused smile as he tosses Bucky on his bed. Bucky gives him an unimpressed look. “Alright, just get some sleep.” He pats Bucky on the shoulder and then sits down in the chair next to the bed, waiting for when Bucky needs to vomit.

The entire night Steve is at Bucky’s bedside. He snoozes in the chair next to his bed a little bit but mostly, he is awake, watching his roommate sleep. The way his back rises and falls with his breathing; his soft lips squished together against the pillow. Bucky was beautiful and Steve knew that. He adores his roommate and has secret feelings for him that he knew he could never act on.

It was 7:03 am when Steve decided to get up and make some breakfast for Bucky. Bacon, eggs and toast—it was Bucky’s favorite. He cracks the eggs into a bowl and starts mixing them up with a fork when he feels a figure behind him.

“Good morning, Bucky,” Steve says happily, focusing on breaking up the yolks.

“Good morning, Steve,” Bucky breathes heavily into Steve’s ear. Bucky places his hand on Steve hip. He then softly kisses Steve’s neck.

Steve begins to panic. “You’re still drunk,” he says, putting the bowl of eggs down.

“Maybe so, but I’m sober enough to know that I still want you.” Bucky grips the edges of Steve’s white T-shirt and pulls it up over his head, revealing his magnificently toned back. “Turn around,” Bucky commands. Steve squeezes his eyes shut and does so. “Open your eyes.”

“I’m afraid,” Steve whispers nervously.

“Don’t be,” Bucky murmurs. He leans forward and kisses Steve softly.

Steve is rigid at first but then he melts into Bucky. His lips are softer than he even imagined. Steve opens his mouth, sucking on Bucky’s lips until Bucky opens his as well. Their tongues dance a sensual rumba and then a hot, fiery tango. Steve’s hands slide up Bucky’s shirt, feeling his stunning muscles. Steve fingers then trace Bucky’s belt, wanting so desperately for it to come off.

Bucky breaks the kiss. “Say it,” he demands.

Steve blue eyes brighten with fear and shame, but that simmers away. “I want you,” Steve hisses.

Without saying a word, Bucky leads Steve to his bedroom. Bucky turns to face Steve and soundlessly takes off his T-shirt. Bucky drops to his knees and begins to unbuckle Steve’s belt. Steve stands there, nervously watching.

“Wait,” Steve says, voice cracking. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

Bucky looks up at his roommate with a sly smile. “I see the way you look at me, Steve. You’re in love with me and have been for a while. I am also aware that you watched over me while I slept last night.” Steve blushes, looking away. “It’s okay, Steve. You want to know why I didn’t get lucky last night?” Steve makes eye contact with Bucky. “It’s because I couldn’t stop thinking about you.”

Tears form in Steve’s eyes. “Really?” He sniffs.

Bucky nods. “Now, relax… and let me take care of you.” He pulls Steve’s pants and underwear. Sliding his hands up Steve’s thighs, Bucky puts his mouth on Steve’s member. The sensation rocks Steve, causing him to fall back against the bed.

“Whoa,” Steve breathes, bewildered.

Still on his knees, Bucky bobs his head back and forth along Steve’s shaft. He places his right hand around the base of Steve’s sex and begins to slide it up and down, in time with his mouth. Steve moans incoherently, making Bucky smile in satisfaction on the inside.

“Oh, yes,” Steve groans, running his fingers through Bucky’s soft hair. “Yes, God, yes! Please, faster Bucky!” Steve grips Bucky by the hair and almost forces him to go faster against him.

Steve feels a delicious pressure from behind his forehead. His bones feel hollow and his skin feels flushed and light as a feather. His muscles tense, trying not to move so as not to disturb Bucky’s beautifully perfect rhythm.

With a slight popping noise, Bucky pulls Steve out of his mouth. He places his tongue on the base of his shaft, dragging it up until the tip. Bucky licks and sucks at Steve’s tip, finally kissing it and driving Steve crazy.

“Agh! Fuck, yes, Bucky!” Steve cries out as Bucky puts his member back in his mouth, continuing his excellent rhythm.

Steve leans back on the bed, his fists grabbing at the sheets. He watches Bucky, his hips slowly rolling forward. Steve had never felt anything like this—the touch of a man, or anyone for that matter. It was so perfect. He can see why people do it so often and willingly. It’s addicting.

“Oh, God!” Steve yells out, reaching his climax. He throws his head back, squeezing his eyes shut and his mouth gaping wide opening. With a few more bobs, Steve was done. He shot out his load into Bucky’s mouth and Bucky willingly swallowed the hot, sticky fluid.

Wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, Bucky stands and kisses Steve gingerly on the lips. “Why, why don’t you go and get breakfast ready? I’ll be in after you.”

“Are you sure?” Steve asks, zipping up his pants.

“Yeah, I won’t be long.”

Steve stands, kissing Bucky once more and going to the kitchen. He continues to crack the eggs and whisking them together. Steve opens the fridge to grab the bacon just when he hears curses from Bucky’s bedroom. Steve knew it.

Steve opens the door to find Bucky masturbating. He did not want Steve to feel pressured, but Steve did not care. Steve walks over to Bucky, kissing his lips and dropping to his knees, biting his lip at the sight of Bucky’s bare member.


I'm baaack, bitches! Sorry this took so long. I got so caught up in my Supernatural, then Sherlock and now One Direction fan fiction! Please comment and tell me what you think! I would love to hear from you!


SUPERNATURAL!!!!!!!! DEAN!!!!!!!!!! SAM!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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CLINTASHA!!!!!!!!!!!! MY OTP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Hey, you may do a Steve/OC? c: I really loved this :'D

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Make a chapter stark/romanoff

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Sorry it's been so long. :/ I've just been focusing on my Supernatural fic. I do have a few storylines started. I'll try working on them. :) (STEVE AND BUCKY, ANYONE?)
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