[Comprehensive] Bucky always wants to kiss

[Comprehensive] Bucky always wants to kiss

Author: Fengminglu

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Steve, an angel investor with unknown age and endless wealth, and Bucky, who is a gourmet and part-time male model, live on the west coast, and they are blind to the daily life of Hollywood celebrities, movie stars, and producers.

Bad friend A: How did you find such an old boyfriend?

Bucky: Steve is awesome

Damaged friend B: His hair is all white?

bucky: that's the new fad

Bad Friend C: Your boyfriend——

Bucky: Shut up, Steve kills everyone you see

Steve: /(//·/ω/·//)/

Bad Friends: Boss, this titanium alloy dog ​​eye is too inferior, I want to return it!

white sweet pet

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☆、Morning reward

No one knows how old Steve Rogers is, no one knows where Steve Rogers' wealth comes from.That's how he appeared in people's attention, like a shining star that came into the world.

There are rumors that he unearthed the real treasure of Priam from the Nazis, and there are rumors that his exploits in World War II are largely unknown.But who knows, no one really knows his past, it's just that he does look like he was at the age of World War II, but he still looks like a soldier.

He now lives in Beverly Hills as an angel investor, and his enviable, flawless white hair is his signature.

morning.

"Bucky, wake up, don't you have an audition today?" Steve woke up from sleep, looked at the time on the bedside clock, and then at the young man sleeping beside him.

Steve pressed the button next to the bedside table, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains in the bedroom slowly opened, revealing the morning light to wake the young man up from his sleep.

However, the young man didn't do anything, just rubbed against Steve's shoulder socket, trying to bury him in to cover the morning light, without opening his eyes.

"Damn the audition, I don't want to go, I want to sleep a little longer," Bucky murmured as he closed his eyes and fell asleep, "Steve, close the curtains, please."

His wristband was around Steve's waist, as if he was acting like a baby, the young man's love was lying on the bed.

"I remember you set the alarm clock, why didn't it ring?" Steve glanced at the time displayed on the clock again, seven forty, is the alarm clock broken?

"I don't want to wake you up, I turned it off when I woke up at night." Bucky muttered.

Steve could almost imagine Bucky struggling to get his head out of the bed in the middle of the night, with his hair messy and sleepy, deliberately turning off the alarm clock.

Steve was amused by the picture in his mind, and said with a smile: "Didn't you say that your adoptive father would be angry if he saw that you were not working?"

"But that damn audition asked me to play the role of a mermaid. What's wrong with people now, what do they think of the profession of male models?" Bucky rubbed his eyes, feeling that he couldn't sleep because of the morning light At least I can't continue to sleep in such a normal way, "If it's a killer role, I will consider it."

"Didn't your agent call and rush you?" Steve asked.

"I turned off the phone, I want to continue to sleep, Steve." Bucky said, looking at Steve with eyes that had just woken up.

This made it impossible for Steve to parry.

"If you really think so—" Steve says, his sentence cut off by Bucky's next movement.

Bucky rubs his face against Steve's cheek, "But you're keeping me up, so do something."

Steve returned the kiss to Bucky's approaching kiss, sweet as if with a light taste like morning dew, Steve felt that Bucky was like a lazy cat, licking and kissing his master in the morning, so The insatiable need for love and sex.

Bucky's hand was stroking Steve's body, he was even more dishonest than Steve's hand, he used his palm to feel the distinct muscles and bone protrusions on Steve's body, Steve is an old man , he knew it, but Steve was as strong as any young man, and Steve was in great shape thanks to his daily runs and a nutritious diet.

Or from his ulterior mystery.

Bucky closed his eyes, feeling Steve's kiss back, gentle and gentlemanly, he sniffed Steve's light and pleasant smell, and then deepened their good morning kiss, sometimes he felt Steve That's a gentleman, and he likes a deeper, more suffocating kiss sometimes.

Steve thought about Bucky's idea, he wrapped his tongue around Bucky's smooth tongue, and stroked Bucky's bare legs with his hands - Bucky was not wearing pajamas, only a pair of underwear, He said that young people love to sleep naked like this.

Steve said it wasn't really sleeping naked.

But enough to tickle Steve's interest every moment in bed.

Steve thought about it seriously, and decided it didn't seem very healthy, either to himself or to Bucky, so he was thinking that he should go buy Bucky a set of pajamas, whether Bucky would find out again What good reasons to reject this healthy proposal, Steve thought he should also have a firm mind on the right decision.

Steve kissed until Bucky was almost out of breath, saliva flowed from the corner of Bucky's mouth, but Bucky immediately kissed Steve's jaw without panting, and his body crawled towards Steve.

Like the soft feeling of a cat's paw stepping on his body, Bucky stepped onto Steve's body, separated his legs on Steve's body, leaned down towards Steve's body, and kissed Steve's upper body .

"Would you like a little reward, Steve," Bucky asked nasally through the kiss, "if you'd like to sleep with me a little longer."

"Great." Steve responded with raised lips, an offer that no one could refuse.

Bucky kisses Steve's white hair.

Bucky wanted to get into the habit of waking up late like Steve did, to sleep a little longer, to lie down a little longer, to feel the passage of time, to sleep with the ones he loved.

He doesn't think waking up early is a good habit, more sleep is always good, especially sleeping with him.

That would be good for Steve's physical and mental health.

Steve fell asleep again in the morning light, and when he opened his eyes again, Bucky was gone by the bedside.

Steve got up, he felt a hint of hunger in his stomach, and he walked to the kitchen.

Steve sees Bucky at the fluency counter, wearing an apron and holding a frying pan.

And still naked.

Not even underwear, because, of course, that's sacrificed in the morning exercise.

Bucky glanced at Steve, "You'll love the sunny side-up egg."

Bucky said and put the sun eggs on the plate.

"I think so." Steve walked behind Bucky and put his arms around Bucky and said, "You're going to catch a cold."

"No, I'm healthy." Bucky said, promoting his freshly fried sun eggs, "Would you like to have a bite?"

"But I don't have a hand to spare right now," Steve said bluntly.

"Spoon, spoon." Bucky reached for the spoon in the cupboard. He only took the plate and forgot the spoon.

Accidentally, Bucky touched the plate on the fluency table.

Plates fell.

"Ah." Bucky withdrew his eyes and was startled, seeing that the reward he personally prepared for Steve was about to go to waste.

Steve caught the plate with one quick hand.

But the sun egg still slipped from the plate, and just landed on Bucky's bare leg, and the thick egg yolk flowed out.

"My sunny egg..." Bucky said in a low voice, just happened to have no other eggs at home, and he used them up - if you look at the remains in the kitchen waste bin, you will find that he fried this one perfectly The sun egg is built on the number of corpses, but God pays off those who have perseverance. When the last egg, Bucky fried his impeccable sun egg.It happened that Steve woke up and walked into the kitchen, Bucky was very happy that he could show Steve his seemingly easy hand, "wasted..."

"No, it's not a waste," Steve said, leaning over.

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☆、Grumpy Cat

in the afternoon.

Steve and Bucky go out shopping for daily necessities together.

This is something that Bucky finds troublesome and is too lazy to do. He often asks people he can "enslave" to help him with his daily purchases, and he just needs to lie on the bed, cross his legs, and flip through magazines, neither cold nor cold Say "thank you" to "good-hearted people."

But going out shopping with Steve, that's a whole other story.

Unknowingly, Bucky enjoyed such a leisurely and comfortable time.

Bucky loved walking with Steve, walking down the street, just walking together with each other's breath.

When they finished purchasing the items on the shopping list, Steve and the daily necessities in the big and small bags put them into the car.

"There's a new donut and parfait shop over there that I want to try," Bucky said. "Our neighbor Clint texted me this morning."

"Of course." Steve said.

Steve and Bucky walked to the door of the Donuts and Parfait Ice Cream store, which was crowded with popular people, also because of the holiday.

Bucky stood in line for a while and got the donuts and ice cream he wanted.Stepped over to the side patio with Steve for his afternoon snack.

Bucky scooped out the layer of vanilla ice cream on a spoonful of parfait ice cream with a spoon, and handed it to Steve's mouth first, letting Steve take a bite first.

In the slanting sunlight of the afternoon, Steve smiled and ate the ice cream that Bucky had fed him.

A black car just passed by on the side of the road.

The same male model company of Hi Claws, wishbone, who is often "slaved" by Bucky, holds an urgent mail in his hand, stares out the car window, his eyes are about to fall out, and his mouth is so wide that he can't close it.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" the companion asked Wishbone as if struck by lightning.

"It's nothing, I just never saw Bucky like this..." Wishbone still couldn't say the word he never thought would appear in Bucky, "I felt a chill."

Wishbone shuddered, the car had already passed by at this time, this is Hipaw Express, a subsidiary of Hipaw, and its business feature is to deliver handsome male models to the door.

"Did it taste good?" Bucky asked Steve's thanks for the tasting.

"It's sweet," Steve said, "but just right."

Bucky dug out the layer of strawberry ice cream with a spoon, ate it into his mouth, tasted it carefully, "Well, it's not bad."

"Are you going to write that food blog?" Steve asked.

"Yes, I'll just give this restaurant four stars." Bucky put on a vest and opened a food review blog on INS. Because of his cold and severe food review style, he received a lot of attention and love. Said impartially.

"So harsh?" Steve laughed.

Bucky took another bite of the donut into his mouth, and Steve watched Bucky eating the high-calorie delicacy with ease, and couldn't help but wonder how Bucky would think of starting a food review blog with his career, and whether this is too against the industry intersectionality?But no matter what Bucky is, he likes it.

"What are you laughing at?" Bucky asked seeing the corner of Steve's mouth twitching.

"Nothing," Steve said with a chuckle, "I'm just enjoying the beauty of life."

"Are you a ninety-year-old man?" Bucky couldn't help blurting out to Steve.

Steve said without hesitation, "You know what I can do even if I'm an old man."

This made Bucky feel a little ashamed, he lowered his face halfway, and dug the parfait ice cream into his mouth.

Sometimes, Bucky also thinks about this question. Steve is even much older than his father, but Steve's temperament, figure and even appearance look so young.White hair on Steve's body, just became a fashion flash point, as wonderful as his charm.

Bucky and Steve are enjoying the afternoon's leisure and cool, delicious time.

Bucky felt an itch on his feet, and subconsciously shrank his feet, only to find that a dirty but displeased-looking cat was rubbing against his feet.

"Meow, meow~" cried like this.

"A cat was rubbing against my feet." Bucky lowered his head, looked at the displeased cat, and described the situation.

"Yeah, I see that," Steve said adorably.

"Is it hungry?" Bucky asked.

"I'm sorry to say, I don't understand cat language, but it looks like a stray cat," Steve said.

Bucky thought for a second, looked at the half donut left on the plate, and decided to sacrifice his own donut and throw it to the cat, which looked very pitiful.

Steve quickly pressed Bucky's hand, stopped Bucky's movement, shook his head and said, "I don't think cats can eat these, maybe it will make it worse."

Steve sometimes feels that Bucky lacks some common sense, like he’s curious about Bucky’s past, he knows that Bucky doesn’t have the same last name as his adoptive father Pierce, the owner of Hi Paw Male Models, but Steve hasn’t asked too much Bucky, that would seem a little disrespectful, maybe not enough time for him to ask prematurely.

Regardless of Bucky's past, it has nothing to do with his love for Bucky, no matter what Bucky is, whether he understands Bucky comprehensively, there is no doubt that Bucky is his true love.

So Steve doesn't want to come across as aggressive, like a control freak, and Bucky's not yet.After all, they haven't been together for too long.

Even Steve feels like it's been so many lifetimes, the length of an endless lifetime.

And some actions that lack common sense, Steve will only think that it makes Bucky more likable.

"Can I have it?" Bucky asked Steve suddenly.

Skip it, can I buy fish for it?Can I take it in the shower?Can I take it to the vet?series of questions.

Jumped straight to, "Can I raise it?"

"Mr. Grumpy Cat is saying, 'Steve, Steve, please take me home,'" Bucky said, pretending to understand cat language.

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☆, reception

Steve asked himself, is there anyone in the world who can deny Bucky anything?

Even if he had a legitimate reason to refuse, it was his cat hair allergy. I don't know if it was a psychological effect. Steve took a light breath with his nose itchy. He decided to ask his private doctor to prescribe some anti-allergic medicine.

"As long as you like, Bucky," Steve said with an almost radiant smile.

Sacrifice yourself, for the saint of a homeless cat.

"You're the best." Bucky said, getting up and wrapping his arms around Steve's neck, kissing Steve's cheek.

Bucky tried to lift the cat's forelegs with both hands, and found that the cat didn't resist at all, it must be starving, it needs a home, it needs a father.

Like he ever needed.

"Let's take it to eat fish, take a bath, and see a doctor." Bucky said to Steve, holding the cat.

"Okay." Steve responded, took out his mobile phone and secretly sent a text message to his personal doctor.

So, this afternoon.

Steve and Bucky retrieve a cat named Mr. Grumpy.

the next night.

Steve and Bucky get into the Rolls Royce and drive down Sunset Boulevard.

Bucky looked out the window and could see the red afterglow of the setting sun, reflecting the world in a slightly drunken botrytis rum.

An open-air reception awaits them.

Steve and Bucky arrive at the outdoor reception.Bucky adjusted his clothes, got out of the car, walked across the red carpet, and walked into the reception. Bucky didn't get too close to Steve, and they kept a decent distance, at least, they thought.

During the reception.

Steve greeted and socialized with some industry acquaintances walking towards him.

Bucky went to play elsewhere at the reception.

There are fine wines, beauties, the most beautiful night in West Hollywood, singers singing on stage, and bands playing beautiful strings.

It's halfway through the reception.

When Bucky walked back to Steve, he saw a person who he had never met who was supposed to be Steve's friend standing across from Steve. They seemed to be chatting quite acquaintedly.

Seeing Bucky coming, Steve introduced Bucky to his friend.

"Nick Fury, my old friend, the CEO of Aegis Technology Security Company." Steve also introduced Bucky to his friend.

"Nice to meet you." Nick held out his hand to Bucky, "You are young and beautiful."

"Thank you." Bucky said politely, shaking Nick's hand back.

At this time.

Clint, who was also at the reception, came to play with Bucky.

"Hey, we're playing ball throwing over there, do you want to join my team?" Clint asked Bucky cheerfully as the red wine showed some color on Clint's face.In fact, I came to ask for support.

Bucky steps aside to listen to Clint speak.His eyes still glanced at Steve inadvertently.

"He's not right for you, he's too young." Nick leaned closer to Steve and said in what he thought was a low voice.

But Bucky just heard it.

Clint was talking to Bucky, seeing the change in Bucky's expression, he asked, "How?"

"Okay." Bucky responded.

Bucky and Clint walked to the side of the game field together, and there were many guests standing by the side of the game field.

When it was Bucky's turn, Bucky picked up a metal globe and held it in his hand, aiming at the position he wanted to roll to, bent down and rolled the metal globe out.

This throw immediately changed the dangerous situation on the game field, and the spectators and participants on the sidelines of the game all cheered.

"What's the reward for tonight?" Bucky looked back at Clint and asked.

"A super big trophy enough to decorate the facade of your house, and a tower of wine." Clint said, happy because the situation has changed, "The premise is that you can win."

"I think I'm in a good shape right now," Bucky said.

Throwing unhappiness into a game of throwing the ball.

When Steve came over, he happened to see Bucky holding back a huge trophy that almost covered his upper body. Bucky walked shakyly because he was holding the trophy.

Bucky gives Clint the wine components.

Steve couldn't help but feel like laughing and hurried over to help Bucky hug the trophy.

"Have you won a big victory?" Steve asked with a smile. Throwing the earth is a game that tests intelligence, calculation ability, heavy, and the situation is changing rapidly. Steve knows that there are many masters in the game tonight. .

"Yes, call me Master Earth." Bucky said, giving the giant trophy to Steve, who had to admit that Steve's height was more suitable for holding the giant trophy.

Bucky said this, but Steve found that Bucky was not very happy.

"So Master Earth, what's making you unhappy?" Steve asked as he carried the super-large trophy over his shoulder.

Bucky doesn't tell Steve why he's unhappy.

The reception is over.

Steve put the Grand Prix trophy in the front seat, he and Bucky sat in the back, and the car drove home.

In the car at night, Steve could see Bucky's eyes were strange, filled with unknown flames.

Steve brushed Bucky's slightly long brown curly hair, stroked Bucky's cheek, and continued to ask, "Did the wine make you unhappy?"

Rolls-Royce is moving slowly on Sunset Boulevard.

Bucky frowned, and Steve kept asking him this question, but he didn't give up, so Bucky opened his mouth a little deliberately, and took the finger that Steve was stroking on his cheek into his mouth.

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I am very grateful to each of the following seraphs for their persistence in feeding the master, and thank the angels for their supply of power to the master. I hope that I can eat the angels' vigorous feeding every day (づ￣3￣)づ

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☆、Cat funny stick

In the back seat of the car, the driver's hand holding the steering wheel moved imperceptibly, and the song in the car switched to "Brooklyn Baby".

Bucky's lips curled into a faint smile.

They say I'm too young to love you

They say I'm too young to love you

I don't know what I need

i don't know what i want

They think I don't understand

they think i don't understand

The freedomland of these seventies

The look of the 70's

You're burning up, I'm cooling down

You burn hot, I freeze cold

You'reup, I'mdown

You are all eyes, I look up to you

I'maBrooklynbaby

i am brooklyn lover

I'maBrooklynbaby

i am brooklyn lover

Leisurely afternoon.

Bucky was lying on the cashmere carpet in the study room, wearing a loose sleeveless T-shirt, and playing with Mr. Grumpy Cat. Mr. Grumpy Cat had been cleaned and looked like a famous cat. Except for his still unhappy face.

"Pfft." Bucky was playing with Mr. Grumpy, and was suddenly stepped on by Mr. Grumpy's paw on his cheek, and made a sound of surprise.

When Bucky was lifting Mr. Grumpy Cat with both hands, the loose sleeveless T-shirt that was too long showed excessive scenery in the hollow of his shoulders, and a little crimson was half hidden.

"Are you okay, Bucky." Steve asked, but he just smiled and didn't go forward to help. He knew that Mr. Grumpy was a stray cat.But Bucky fell in love with polishing the relationship with Mr. Grumpy, and vowed to make Mr. Grumpy be gentle with him.

"It's a bit like a false advertisement." Bucky held up Mr. Grumpy Cat with one hand, grabbed Mr. Grumpy Cat's paw with the other hand, and waved his paw at Steve, who was sitting on the chair beside him.

"What do you mean?" Steve asked, waving the paintbrush in his hand.

He was sitting in front of the drawing board, drawing Bucky playing on the cashmere carpet.

"He obviously clung to my feet and begged me to take him home, but now he just ignores me." Bucky said with a droopy expression.

"Yeah, it sure looks like a false advertisement," Steve said doting on Bucky's words, in fact he wanted to say, you have no idea how much you look like Mr. Grumpy Cat.Especially when Bucky makes a pissed face too.

Steve couldn't help but echo Bucky's words.

Bucky turned over and put Mr. Grumpy Cat on the carpet, but when Mr. Grumpy Cat wanted to get rid of Bucky and go to play by himself, Bucky held Mr. Grumpy by his hind legs, preventing Mr. Grumpy from running Dropped, and took the secret weapon from the sofa on the side, the cat teaser.

As soon as Bucky raised the cat teasing stick high and shook it in mid-air, Mr. Cat was so upset that he couldn't move his body anymore, but couldn't help but kept scratching at the cat teasing stick. go.

Bucky went from half-bending to straightening up, which made Mr. Grumpy even more restrained and stood up straight with both feet on the ground. Bucky showed a smug smile.

Bucky waved the cat teaser, and from time to time he patted the cat teaser himself, competing with Mr. Grumpy Cat.

Steve looked at Bucky under his brush, and at Bucky who was having fun with Mr. Grumpy. He really didn't know who the cat teaser was teasing. Steve was curious and smiled with a smile on his mouth. with.

When Bucky finished playing with the cat teaser, he brought a bunch of cat climbing frame parts out to assemble, and he sat cross-legged on the carpet and read the instructions.

Like a boy playing with blocks.Grumpy Cat is now lying next to Bucky, licking his balls and playing with his graceful hind legs.

Fine beads of sweat seeped from under Bucky's light T-shirt.

Steve could see Bucky unconsciously hooking his tongue out of the corner of his mouth in distress, rubbing his forehead with the back of his hand, and brushing back his curly hair.

Steve liked how smart Bucky was, how sweet he was, how distressed he was.

"Do you need my help? Bucky." Steve asked proactively.

Bucky was not a young man who would easily admit defeat, although he did understand that Mr. Grumpy's cat climbing frame was too big and too complicated.He has never assembled any IKEA furniture, let alone this huge cat climbing frame that he has never touched.

"I can handle it." Bucky studied it carefully with a steel wrench and instructions in his hand without raising his head.

The leisure time in the afternoon slowly moved away in the sunny study room.

"Look at what Dad said." Bucky exhaled, and finally assembled his huge and complicated cat climbing frame, stood up and looked at his work, feeling a sense of accomplishment filling his heart.

"Great work, Bucky." Steve stopped his paintbrush and inspected Bucky's assembly project.

Bucky stepped over Mr. Grumpy who had fallen asleep, walked around the cashmere carpet, and walked to Steve.

"How are you doing?" Bucky asked, nuzzling Steve's shoulder, his curls brushing Steve's neck.

It made Steve feel an itch.

"I'm almost done drawing too." Steve said, showing Bucky the result of his painting.

Bucky looked at himself in Steve's painting, it was a... lying on the carpet, Bucky pondered for a few seconds, licked and kissed Steve's neck, and asked, "Are you a lover?" —colorist.”

Bucky lowered his voice deeply, panting and saying.

"Call this art, young man," Steve said, turning his head to look at Bucky with a smile, but Bucky was obviously trying to tease him at this moment.

Bucky's refreshing and fine sweat smell, brewed by the afternoon sun, seeped into Steve's sniffing room, more refreshing than Gewürztraminer.

The hormonal smell of youth fills the study room in the afternoon sun, and there is a chemical reaction between the young and the old.

In the afternoon of leisure, the sun is long.

Bucky gets a call from his agent.

"You finally answered the phone, God, what are you doing?" the agent asked as he tried his best to restrain his temper, and to a certain extent, he was already used to it.

Bucky glanced at Steve who was sleeping lightly on the window couch in the study, took the handkerchief on the side of the table, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and wrote lightly: "Nap."

"..." The manager was blocked by Bucky's unaware of the repressed temper in his tone, and he was speechless for a while. After adjusting his emotions for a few seconds, he changed into a surprising tone and said, "Guess what?" What, although you missed the mermaid audition last time, I found you a better audition soon!"

Agents thought he was the best tempered agent in West Hollywood.

Bucky is barefoot, on the floor, across the cashmere rug, towards the door, where he needs to take a shower.

The warmth of the sun shining through the floor came from the soles of the feet, and it tended to be a little cold in the shadows.Bucky took the phone in another hand and walked out into the hallway.

"Don't tell me what animal character it is." Bucky didn't trust his agent very much.

"Hey, the mermaid is not a fish, not an animal!" The agent defended the mermaid, "The little dragon man is not a dragon, not an animal!"

"Dragon?" Bucky sighed, guessing what weird role the agent had found for himself to audition for, "Seriously, do you think I don't look like a human? It's always non-human Role?"

"It's different this time. Although it's a dragon, I've seen scripts that don't feature dragons with special effects. They are basically shown in human form," the agent flipped through the script in his hand and said, "This time it's the male lead, isn't it?" What a brilliant cameo role with few scenes, promise me, you will definitely audition this time."

"I'm going to take a shower." Bucky hung up the phone.

He turned on the shower, and the cool water poured over his body.

Bucky closed his eyes, breathed in the freezing water, and headed for the shower.

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☆, wash in vain

Steve didn't take a long nap on the window couch, just a nap.

He opened his eyes and saw that Bucky was no longer in the study, so he walked towards the bathroom. Walking in the corridor, he could hear the slight sound of shower water. Bucky was taking a shower without closing the door.

Because there is no one else at home.

Bucky wasn't out of the shower yet.

Steve walked into the bathroom, took the shampoo, squeezed a little into his hands, rubbed it into Bucky's curly brown hair, rubbed it gently, and helped Bucky wash his hair.

Bucky closed his eyes, feeling the cold water rushing down on him, but didn't open his eyes, didn't turn around, and knew that it was Steve standing behind him, taking a shower with him.

The sound of water pattering.

Bucky wiped the water from his eyes, turned around, and looked at Steve, with water dripping from his eyelashes, and his lips were full of blood under the cold water, Bucky breathed with his mouth open, and there was nothing explain.

Steve didn't say anything, just looked at Bucky like this, and smiled faintly.

Bucky pushed Steve forward a little so that he was no longer drenched, took the soap from the soap holder, and moved it all over Steve's body with the soap.

He obviously knows where he's going to lead, but Bucky is forever curious about Steve's seemingly inexhaustible energy at this age, as much as his wealth.

"A good boy wants something in return?" Bucky looked down at Steve, then looked up again, asking with a smile on his lips.

"I don't know which good boy wants it." Steve said innocently, because it was obviously provoked by Bucky on purpose.

Swear, he really just wanted to take a shower with Bucky.

But he should know what happens in the shower with young people.

That means, not simply taking a shower.

In the shower, Bucky put his soapy hand on Steve's shoulder, tilted his head up and kissed Steve's chin.

But Steve straightened up instead of leaning forward slightly as usual.

That way, Bucky couldn't kiss Steve's lips.Subtle height difference.

Bucky frowned, put his hands on Steve's shoulders, and stood on tiptoe.

Steve just stood there, raised his head a little and said, "You still have