bakerstreet | Take it slow

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Take it slow

Take It Slow
(inspired by an anon comment by a Hulk player and damn it's hard to find gifts from Hulk 2008.)

There are plenty of memes about skipping to the good part, rushing to sex, being desperate for it, and so on. But what about taking things slow? Some people enjoy that, as well, and still others have need to keep their calm - they're inexperienced and not completely ready or they can't get knock-out, drag-down excited for reasons that can get a bit...dangerous. Or the slowness could be nothing serious; foreplay could just be the word of the day. Then, you'll want to enjoy your time together and not run through the motions of a good time 'till its spent too soon.

They say all good comes to those who wait, so savor every moment and wait for the inevitable to come.

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prompts

inexperience ‹One or both of you don't have the experience nor the confidence.›
trauma ‹You're not at ease getting close to anyone, but for them, you want to try, though you can't go headlong into it.›
under pressure ‹You can't get too heated up because of your powers, your health, or your temper, so you have to keep things under control.›
foreplay ‹Why rush the best part?›
their pleasure ‹Your pleasure doesn't matter. You're 100% focused on them.›
the best torture ‹Actually, you're trying to make them suffer by dragging this out. Isn't hatesex grand?›
emotion ‹You love them. Both of you have a lot to say, so best to say it through actions that can't be done too quickly.›
wrong place ‹Technically, you shouldn't be having sex here, so you have to keep things PG-13. Yeah, right. But at least you can pretend and keep things at a crawl...if you can.›
last time for a while ‹They're about to go away, and you have to spend these moments with them and memorize everything about them.›
last time for good ‹This is the end of the line. You want to make this time together last as long as you can.›
do overs ‹It's time for round two! You've got nowhere better to be, and you could do this all day.›
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Steve believes in him with a force Bucky's never been able to understand. It's the same sort of fire he'd seen in churches from everyone except for him. This sort of soul-deep faith that can't be shaken and can't be broken. It's a part of these people and this is a part of Steve. Bucky loves every single atom of this man, but it's moments like this that make him feel, impossibly, like he loves him even more.

"You prefer it, huh? How come I've never heard about this?" Bucky is smiling though as he says it. "How about you show me the way you like it, sweetheart? Put you in the driver's seat, Captain." He winks a little but is already leaning in for another kiss before he can tease too badly.

His hands wrap around Steve's waist and pull him closer, his own body pushing forward to meet it. The skin contact is always his favorite part. That and any sounds he can pull out of his friend cum lover, showing him proof positive of how much he enjoys this.

"I'd do anything for you, baby," he purrs against Steve's jaw with terrifying sincerity. "As long as you're with me I can do anything. But I want to do all of it for you. You're the best part of me, Steve..."

He believes in Bucky because Bucky's always believed in him. Actually, even if Bucky didn't believe in him, Steve would probably still believe in the other man. Bucky's his best friend, and he was always the man Steve idolized. Sure, he knew exactly who he was, and before he ever knew the serum was an option, he just wanted to right wrongs however he could and stick up for the little guy.

Which is highly ironic because back then, he was the little guy.

Still, he wanted to be more like Bucky, popular and charming and well-liked, but he also wanted to be the guy who didn't tolerate bullying. Now, he just wants to help Bucky get back onto solid ground. "Huh, I thought you knew, Buck. Guess it never came up." He tips a wink in return even as he reaches out for Bucky as well.

Steve's head tips back slightly when Bucky pulls him in; the skin contact is his favorite part as well, and the sensation of having Bucky so close to him sends little shock waves pulsing through him. A low moan of satisfaction and sheer want escapes Steve's lips, but his eyes are locked on the other man's as he speaks.

"Anything, Buck?" His mouth turns up into a teasing, almost questioning sort of smile. "As long as we're together, we can do anything. And I want to do it all with you." Because it's always been the Bucky and Steve show, and that's never going to change.

Bucky shuts Steve up with a hard kiss. Any more talking like this and they're going to have to take a break while Bucky just holds his lover close and breathes in his skin, overwhelmed by the depth of what he feels. What he's always felt.

It's terrifying how much he loves this man. He'd tear the world apart for him and wouldn't think twice about it. He'd run through anyone who got in his way and, if he lost him, he'd take the world down burning alongside.

He can't focus on that. Not right now. All he can do is open his mouth and devour Steve one kiss at a time. Instinct tells him to turn them over and pin him into the mattress, but Bucky still can feel the panic that had caused him. So instead he just starts laying back, pulling Steve along to blanket him. They're still half off the bed, Bucky's feet dangling off, but it's already an improvement on before. When he breaks the kiss, he's looking up at Steve, feeling the press of his body over every inch of contact.

"I love you," he says softly. "I love you so much, Stevie. I'll give you anything in the world that you want."

And that's it. That's all he can manage. The one hand that has nails scratches lightly against Steve's back to encourage him. The other one is pulling him back down and into a kiss that's half affection and half burning heat.

Anything Steve's about to say is cut off by Bucky's kiss, and honestly, he's not complaining. This feels right, and in so many ways, it's everything Steve's ever wanted, and then some. It wasn't always that way, but time and circumstances have a funny way of changing things, and now Bucky is everything to him.

He's content to just follow along with Bucky's lead, doing his best to give him what he wants, while not pushing too hard. The last thing either of them need is a repeat occurrence of what's already happened. They can go slowly, take things easy; it's just enough that he has Bucky with him at all.

"You know how I feel about you. You're- well, "the world" sounds a little dramatic, but it's close enough." Actually, nothing would ever be close enough to describe how he feels about the other man, but he's confident that Bucky knows just how important he is to him.

Steve's back arches in response to those nails against his skin, and a whine of approval escapes him. He presses his lips firmly against Bucky's, pouring all his wants and needs and affection into the kiss.

Bucky smiles at that, stroking his fingertips through Steve's hair as their kiss continues and deepens more with each passing second. The arousal he'd lost in his panic is returning now. Slower, but clear and insistent, pushing up and into Steve where their bodies touch. His hips jerk lightly, seeking friction where he can find it. Remembering the reaction from before, Bucky uses his nails against Steve's back, scratching four more red lines.

"My world," he echoes, nuzzling back for another kiss to punctuate it. "Look at us. Two old saps. Gonna give everyone cavities around us." But he's smiling and clearly doesn't care. How could he? Bucky nips at Steve's bottom lip and pushes him back for just a moment as his hands start pushing off his bottoms.

"I wanna take this slow with you," he says. "I wanna see how you like it when I drive you insane. Let you ride me nice and easy. Feel you lose it around me." Bucky still has the memory of his panic in the back of his mind but it's quickly getting replaced by this new mission of letting his lover drive their moment however he wants to. It's just what he needs, now. Probably what they both need.

Steve's head tips backwards by a few inches, clearly deriving pleasure from Bucky's ministrations. It doesn't even matter that he might have nail marks on his back later on; he just needs Bucky there, touching him and pressing against him and being with him.

"I don't see anyone else around here, do you? No one to get cavities except ourselves." He chuckles quietly though, amused by the thought.

"Basically you just want to tease me. Because you know I do get insane around you." In the best sense, of course. He wants Bucky, but Bucky knows how to withhold just enough to get Steve aroused and wanting more. "But yeah, taking it slow sounds good." And it's with that thought in mind that Steve starts slowly grinding his hips against Bucky.

Bucky's job is to get them both completely naked. It's only then that he drags Steve back down and kisses him hard. He answers the grind with one of his own and lets out a small shudder when their erections line up and drag silken steel against one another. His hands grip Steve's ass, pulling him closer, panting against his mouth as he holds him close for a few blissful hip rolls.

"Think you can slide down, real slow? Inch by inch until I'm inside you?" The next kiss is bruising, one hand cradling the back of Steve's head, the other still holding their lower bodies flush. He can feel Steve's pulse there and it makes him want to just devour him.

"How long can you last? You in the driver's seat, taking me however you want the whole time. Think you can manage to keep it slow? Those last few moments, wanting to just ride me hard but keeping it steady. Coming hard like an exhale instead of a scream."

Steve can feel the bruising on his lips, but he doesn't even care. He wants Bucky kissing him, inside him, any every other way possible. In response to Bucky's question, he does as asked, sliding down one inch at a time. "I think I can manage that, Buck." He murmurs those words against Bucky's face, not wanting to lose the moment with too much talking.

There's no ignoring the fact that Bucky's voice is something of a turn-on for Steve, but it's all about finding the right balance between action and talking. "I don't know, but something tells me it won't be long." He can already feel the beads of sweat of anticipation forming and rolling down the back of his neck. "I want you. I need you inside me."

There's a pause as he locks eyes with his friend. "Please, Bucky, I need you." He knows he doesn't have to ever beg for anything, but the desire is becoming too much. It's becoming a fire that's threatening to consume him, and the only one who can save him is the man pressed against him.

Bucky groans as Steve moves and hisses soft as he can feel the tip of himself start pushing into his lover. When Steve begs him, there's no more gorgeous sound in the world. Bucky pulls Steve up and blindly reaches around for the lubrication they'd been using before things went south. He applies just a little more, knowing they're going to need every drop of it. And it's then that he grips Steve's hips and starts to inch himself inside.

"Baby, you feel so fucking good..." Bucky gasps as he slides in. As he assists with the slow drop of that first penetration. They've done this before. Many times before. But each time is just like the first. Bucky can almost close his eyes and remember that nerve-wracking first night. They know each other's bodies so well, now. But even then he'd pushed in and everything had just been right.

"Wait here, sweetheart," he urges, once he's fully sheathed. He needs to just breathe through this. Feel the connection between them that only gets more and more powerful with time. "God...God I love you," he purrs, pulling him in for a short peck on the lips. "Okay. Alright. You got the reins, baby. Go for it."

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