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Splash. Scrub. Rinse. Repeat.
On this day in the Barnes-Rogers household one finds a wild Bucky Barnes in his natural habitat. A pair of over ear headphones on bopping along to a carefully crafted playlist while scrubbing the dishes from last night is how we find Bucky today.
The night before he and Steve had made a small three course dinner for their weekly date night. Bucky had planned on washing up before they went to bed but unsurprisingly Steve distracted him and it’s safe to say Bucky didn’t have any clean thoughts on his mind that night. So now here he is cleaning away.
Steve had to go into work at the Avengers tower for a training session with some of the young Avengers. Steve had retired a few years ago but decided that he wanted to still be part of the team but rather than being in the field he would be training new recruits. The serum gave him a lot of energy that a retired life wouldn’t be able to expel, even with Bucky helping. It was only noon but he had given the teens a half day based on how well they were progressing (and he was missing Bucky but he wasn’t gonna tell them that).
By the time Steve had made it up to his and Bucky’s apartment he found Bucky cleaning. What he saw made him pause and check for a moment to see if he was dreaming. Bucky was leaning over the kitchen island wiping it down but that wasn’t what broke Steve’s brain. No it was what Bucky was wearing that cause a short circuit.
Bucky still had his headphones on and didn’t even notice when his husband came through the door. His back was to Steve while he stretched on his tippy toes over the counter feeling too lazy to go all the way around. It wasn’t until he felt hands on his waist did he realize that Steve had come home early. He slid off his headphones to listen to what Steve was mumbling in his neck where he was leaving kisses.
“Well hello to you too handsome. What were you saying?”
“I was saying how absolutely delectable you look in this little outfit baby boy.” Bucky couldn’t help the blush that flooded over his cheeks. He loved when Steve would get all handsy with him.
Bucky tried spinning around to be face to face with Steve but quickly realized that Steve wasn’t budging. “Steeeve c’mon let me look at you.” All Bucky could do was twist his neck to get a kiss and a quick look at how hungry Steve’s eyes were. Oh wow he hadn’t even changed out of his training clothes. Bucky loved how Steve looked in his tight compression shirt that put Steve’s chest on full display and the cargo pants that fit his hips and ass perfectly.
Quickly figuring out where this is going Bucky pushes back into Steve. Bucky and Steve had about a six inch difference in height, but with Bucky being caught on his tippy toes, it put Bucky’s ass at the perfect height to grind against Steve’s groin.
“Not that I’m complaining at all but what’s the occasion Stevie.” Bucky was starting to get worked up and it could be heard in his voice. Steve paused where he was biting at his neck leaving little marks.
“What’s the occasion? The occasion is this little thing you call an outfit cutie. Huh did you put this skirt on hoping this would happen? Knowing that seeing you in this would work me up?”
If you asked Bucky why he had chosen to wear his new skirt and one of Steve’s old shirts he made into a muscle shirt he would say because they were comfortable and unrestrictive for moving around when cleaning. But if Bucky was being honest he did slide on the skirt knowing Steve would go wild for it. Bucky had been on hormones for a few years at this point and had recently rediscovered his love for fun clothes. Steve was happy that Bucky was feeling comfortable enough in himself to explore his style, Bucky would tell Steve liked some of the more feminine items, which is why he’s in this situation now.
“Mmph- oh this little old thing? It’s just my cleaning clothes Stevie. Why do you like ‘em?” Bucky was just adding fuel to the fire (in Steve’s pants) at this point.
“Yeah baby boy I like ‘em. Like them so much I’m gonna keep them on while I bend you over this counter. Gonna show you how much I like it.” Steve spoke against Bucky’s skin as he swatted down and kissed Bucky’s legs all the way under his skirt, where Steve discovered (and Bucky remembered) that he wasn’t wearing anything under. Steve groaned into Bucky’s thick bottom and took a second to breathe. Once he had his bearings he flipped the skirt over to get a good look at Buck. Spreading his cheeks he could see Bucky’s tight pink hole tensing. and just beyond that he could see Bucky’s clit throbbing. The years of testosterone enlarging it until it was at least an inch long and Steve absolutely loved being able to blow Bucky. He spent some time tubing and licking at the t dick but nothing more than enough to rile Bucky up.
“Steve- Stevie please. C’mon harder please touch me Steve.” Say what you want but Bucky was not above begging for what he wants. Steve ignored Bucks pleading and stood fully up and pushes his clothed cock against Buck’s sensitive core.
Whimpering Bucky ground down against Steve seeking as much friction as he could get. He loved feeling the rough material of Steve’s pants against his sensitive nerves in his clit.
Steve turned Bucky’s head and passionately kissed him. Long drawn out kisses that left them both breathless and needy. “Alright baby boy be good and you’ll get what you need. Alright be a good boy for Daddy princess.” Steve undid his pants, but left them on, and took out his solid 8 inch cock and slid it against Bucks slick lips. Pushing Bucky down against the counter to deepen his arch is when Steve pushes in. He slide’s completely in, not waiting for Bucky to adjust before pulling out to the tip and pushing back in.
“OH oh fuck Steve! Oh god feels so good Daddy.” Bucky starts babbling as soon as Steve was in. He loved when Steve would be rough with him. It wasn’t very often when he wouldn’t hold back and Bucky cherished the moments when Steve thoroughly fucked him.
“God baby you feel so good. Being such a good boy taking it so well. Fuck gonna keep you in this skirt and nothing else, ready for me to use you whenever i want. You’d love that huh Baby?”
“Yes Daddy please! Fu- use me Stevie harder.” Buck could barely keep up with what Steve was going on about. All he knew was that he wanted Steve in him all the time it felt so good. Steve was picking up the force behind his thrusts and angling himself to hit Bucky’s g spot. Bucky was on cloud nine all he needed was a couple of tugs on his clit before he felt himself about to finish. “Steve Steve I’m gonna cum. Daddy please!” Buck wasn’t even sure if he was actually speaking full words all he knew was that he need to come.
“Fuck come on my cock baby. Daddy’s gonna come soon princess. Gonna finish in you want me to come in you baby boy?” Steve’s thrusts we’re starting to loose rhythm he made sure to rub Buck’s cock with just the right pressure and he felt Bucky’s walls squeezing him.
“Come in me daddy! Please Ste-unhh” Bucky came with a whine and milked Steve’s cock over the finish line. In his haze he could feel Steve’s release dripping out of his hole.
Dazed Steve let himself lean against Bucky’s beck on the counter still inside the other man. He kissed up and down Bucky’s shoulders and back slowing lifting the haze from Buck’s eyes. Bucky hummed as Steve pulled out, he could feel the mess making its way down. Before he could whine about it he felt Steve’s tongue swipe across his lips and clean him out. Still sensitive it only lasted a few seconds before Bucky was pushing him away.
Picking Bucky up Steve took him to the bedroom and dropped him off on the bed before grabbing a clean towel to wipe both of them off before making his way back to bed.
“Mm well that was fun. I know I’m buying more of next time I go shopping” Bucky says into Steve’s chest where he was laying his head. Steve gives it a small laugh and just cuddles Bucky until they’re both asleep taking a well deserved nap.