Bucky Barnes is Steve Rogers’ best friend. They met freshman year and have been practically joined at the hip ever since, playing football together and double dating girls together. Over time though, it became more than just friendship for Bucky. He loved Steve, simple as that. These feelings freak him out to no end and he doesn’t think he could ever act on them, but the jealousy he feels whenever Steve gets a little too close to Peggy, or makes friends with one of the other guys on the football team is almost unbearable.

Recently, Bucky has been trying to distance himself from Steve more and make other friends. He gets on well with Tristan Fandral, Dominic Volstagg and Sif Vestergaard and has been sticking more closely with them. Like Steve, he can’t stand Tony Stark, but he is one of the few people that will tolerate Logan.

This is a RP blog

stark-at-shield:

He smiled when Bucky growled and even more when he pushed him down the matters of his bed, not that he was complaining about the weight of Bucky on top of him. His tongue flickered over his lips when Bucky spoke up annoyed at his statements, he knew he had pushed it too far. He didn’t resits when Bucky pushed away his shirt pushing his hands over his head. He hummed displeased when Bucky pulled away following his lips for a second before crashing back on the pillow sighing. 

“You are really sensitive about this aren’t you?” his words dimmed down in a moan when he pressed kisses over his chest just to growl again on missing his lips on his skin. 

He chuckled again but over all there wasn’t much that he could do with his hands above his head, and Bucky on top of him, he closed his eyes listening to Bucky suggesting a week of cuddling. 

“I`m sorry, honey.” Tony looked at Bucky sincerely. “You are not bad at bed. You are like…mediocre. Top 50 in my list easily, 45/6 spot is totally yours.”  

Bucky frowned and raised an eyebrow at the man underneath him who was so determined to be difficult today.  He had a hundred different things he wanted to say, but in the end there was only one thing he wanted to do.  “Let’s see if I can’t change your mind.”  He rolled his hips against Tony’s and moaned lightly.  His lips found Tony’s and he let himself have the deep kiss that he’d wanted since the mouthy bastard had shown up.

Then number 45 ran through his mind and he pulled back so he could suck dark marks into the light skin of Tony’s neck.  He let go of his hands and left one to curl in Tony’s hair while the second one slipped around him and grabbed his ass.  “Am I being too sensitive?” he asked with a smirk and another roll of his hips.

He watched Tony and suppressed the small feeling of doubt.  If the sex wasn’t good they probably wouldn’t have made it this far.  He reluctantly let go of Tony and pulled away so that he could peel off his own shirt and toss it out of the way.  “Come on Anthony, tell me what you want.”  He leaned down and pressed his chest to Tony’s as he dragged his lips along his collarbone.  “Anything to make you happy.”  Shit, now he was sounding sensitive.

stark-at-shield:

thewinterstudent:

Bucky glanced over the message and didn’t bother replying.  Instead he waited for Tony to show up in person.  Sure enough he showed up before the two minutes was up, but instead of answering the knocking, Bucky leaned back and waited.  Two minutes past the deadline he got out of his chair and swung the door open.  Without a word, he hooked his fingers in Tony’s belt and pulled him inside before shutting the door behind him.

“It’s a shame you’re late,” he said as he pulled Tony flush against him.  He’d never had any intention of letting Tony onto Steve’s bed, but the suggestion had certainly gotten him what he wanted.  Bucky sucked at the skin below Tony’s ear and then muttered in his ear.  ”It’s also a shame that you’re left unsatisfied every single night.”

He smirked when the door opened up, chuckling when Bucky pulled him in by his belt crashing in the arms of the other man. He laughed when Bucky mentioned him being late he was pretty sure he kept Tony waiting on purpose, but that only brought a smile on his lips and he locked his hands behind Bucky’s neck. 

A shiver ran down his spine when Bucky spoke in his ear and Tony pressed his chest against him, closing his eyes at his words. He was pretty sure that Bucky already knew what power he held over Tony, but who can blame him teasing, right? He tilted his head down so his lips fell on Bucky’s jaw. 

“If it was only the nights.” He murmured pressing soft kisses over the skin. “He sucks during the days too.” Tony let a dramatic sigh, glancing over Bucky. “Even if I love him as much as I do, he just….can’t do anything right.” Tony let one of his most charming smirks run on his lips. 

Bucky growled at the words and the feeling of Tony’s lips on his jaw.   Reading it was one thing, hearing it was another even if he didn’t truly believe it.  He wrapped his hands around Tony’s waist and guided him until he could shove Tony backwards onto his mattress.  ”God dammit,” he started to say as he moved to straddle his boyfriend, “You just have to push all my buttons don’t you?  You think you’re just adorable, don’t you?”

He slid his hands under Tony’s shirt and quickly pulled it off before he ran his hands up Tony’s arms and secured them above his head so that his boyfriend was spread out beneath him.  ”Or do you really fake it?”  He leaned down and licked at Tony’s mouth but as soon as Tony started to get into it Bucky pulled away.  ”Sorry, I wouldn’t want you to have to pretend.”  He started to trail kisses down Tony’s bare chest but stopped fairly soon.  ”Oops, probably shouldn’t do that either.  You know what, maybe we should just spend the rest of the week cuddling, but I probably suck at that too.”

stark-at-shield:

thewinterstudent:

[text]  I think I get the point.  Let’s make this interesting.  My roommate’s bed is going to be free for the next two minutes.  After that then I’m going to have to say no.  So tell me, do you want to come over or should I start entertaining myself?

[text] Are you sure you got it? Because he really really really can’t do anything, you have no idea it’s…almost three months since I have had proper sex. Guy can survive on his own for that long, you know. He really isn’t good for anything.Two minutes? I think I can make it. 

Tony smirked a bit, dropping the phone in his back pocket before making his way towards Bucky’s room, partly he knew that he was going to pay in some way for all that teasing he did, in some subtle way or well in not that subtle way. Knocking he waited for his boyfriend to open up. Honestly he had missed him. It was a good few days that they saw last. 

Bucky glanced over the message and didn’t bother replying.  Instead he waited for Tony to show up in person.  Sure enough he showed up before the two minutes was up, but instead of answering the knocking, Bucky leaned back and waited.  Two minutes past the deadline he got out of his chair and swung the door open.  Without a word, he hooked his fingers in Tony’s belt and pulled him inside before shutting the door behind him.

"It’s a shame you’re late," he said as he pulled Tony flush against him.  He’d never had any intention of letting Tony onto Steve’s bed, but the suggestion had certainly gotten him what he wanted.  Bucky sucked at the skin below Tony’s ear and then muttered in his ear.  "It’s also a shame that you’re left unsatisfied every single night."

stark-at-shield:

thewinterstudent:

[text] If he’s really that ridiculously bad then can you really blame yourself?  Come over, keep me from spending all this time all by myself and nobody ever has to know.  Unless you’d rather sit there in your room, all by yourself, waiting for that jock to decide to send you a text or come around.  That doesn’t sound like a whole lot of fun.

[text] I agree with you. Because he is that ridiculously bad, like think your worst time and then multiply it by fifty, like really really bad. I take pity at him sometimes and tell him that he did good, because he tries so hard, that I have to give him some credit fro trying right. So what you are saying is that your roommate is gone? So is his bed free? 

[text]  I think I get the point.  Let’s make this interesting.  My roommate’s bed is going to be free for the next two minutes.  After that then I’m going to have to say no.  So tell me, do you want to come over or should I start entertaining myself?

stark-at-shield:

thewinterstudent:

[text]  So maybe his loss is my gain.  I was just thinking how boring it was going to be alone in my room when my roommate went away for the week.  What do you think, any chance that my day might be looking up? How about you come over here and keep me company and I return the favor in a way your boyfriend can’t?

[text] You tempt me so much. Still…I love him too much. I don’t want to do this to him. Then again here you are all alone in your room. I am so unsure what to do. I do care for him, even if he sucks in bed. I mean it`s ridiculous him much he sucks in bed. It`s not even funny, poor baby can’t figure out his way around the bedroom. Are you sure? Will you keep this between the two of us?

[text] If he’s really that ridiculously bad then can you really blame yourself?  Come over, keep me from spending all this time all by myself and nobody ever has to know.  Unless you’d rather sit there in your room, all by yourself, waiting for that jock to decide to send you a text or come around.  That doesn’t sound like a whole lot of fun.

stark-at-shield:

thewinterstudent:

[text] Deeply in love with him and you think about cheating?  I think you’d break his heart, Stark, if you did something like that.  So why think about it?

[text] I can`t help it, sometimes, I just feel like I want to kind of cheat on him with that one stranger that keeps texting me. And well let`s face it he really doesn’t do his job in the bedroom but don’t tell him that. 

[text]  So maybe his loss is my gain.  I was just thinking how boring it was going to be alone in my room when my roommate went away for the week.  What do you think, any chance that my day might be looking up? How about you come over here and keep me company and I return the favor in a way your boyfriend can’t?

stark-at-shield:

thewinterstudent:

[text] I don’t know, he doesn’t sound that tough.  And maybe I think you’re the kinda guy worth fighting over.  If I hide do I get to take you with me?

[text] I don`t see how would that even be possible. If only I wasn’t deeply in love with him. Maybe you would have stood a chance. But alas. I am. Even if sometimes I still think about cheating on him.  

[text] Deeply in love with him and you think about cheating?  I think you’d break his heart, Stark, if you did something like that.  So why think about it?

stark-at-shield:

thewinterstudent replied to your post: [text] Miss me?

[text] So, I guess I should wait a few days and then ask again.

[text] I`m sorry, you should just give up. It`s not my place to tell you that I have a very jealous boyfriend. He kind of tends to get violent. I`m just thinking about your own good. Hide while you can.  

[text] I don’t know, he doesn’t sound that tough.  And maybe I think you’re the kinda guy worth fighting over.  If I hide do I get to take you with me?

stark-at-shield:

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When he stood up and Bucky took his hand running his thumb over it, such a simple gesture yet it made him want to curl around him and just stay like that forever.  Tony looked back at him biting his inner cheek. He should have said it, he should have said it back when they were at the villa, not here, not like that, sitting in the middle of his room, Tony looked around – his bed still messy and nothing was at its place. He should have said it when he had the chance – back when they laid in front of the fire, warm and curled into each other, that`s when he realized it wasn’t it? When he looked at his eyes closing drifting to sleep, when he could feel his body drifting away too, that was probably when he realized, even if he didn’t know what exactly was that feeling, but he was quite sure that he never wanted anyone else like he wants Bucky, and back then when he spend almost the whole night watching him sleep, the fire casting those traitorous shadows over his body that he traced with his fingers, later on with his lips.

Part of him wanted to say it out loud already he could feel the words burning trough his mind all the time and now he just wanted to wait for a proper time when he would be able to make it a little more special for Bucky. Pulling him on by the hand he pushed his boyfriend on the bed so that he could straddle his lap comfortable.

“You know…” His hands trailed down on the hem of his shirt pulling it as he tried to find the proper words. “You know, I never truly believed that I would be able to care for anyone the way I do for you. I kind of … didn`t think that there would be anyone fitting for me.” Right, Tony, because that doesn’t sound self centered. “No, I meant to say that…you are…” He cleared his throat. “The kindest person I have ever known, and for some reason that I don`t know you chose to stick trough this bullshit with me. To choose me, because God knows, sometimes I look at you and wonder how you put up with me. The sudden leaving, the no sex rule that I`m…” He chuckled nervous licking his lips. “The truth is that I`m…” Tony lifted his eyes to meet Bucky`s, God he couldn’t say it, but he damn well felt it, in that thug in his stomach every time he met his eyes, felt like lightning struck him – every single time, and the air in his lungs seemed like it was no longer breathable. “I think I`m in love with you.” Tony breathed more to himself rather than to him, he couldn`t tear away his eyes from Bucky. Finally. He said it.

"You’re not the only one who didn’t think they’d get this kind of a chance, Anthony."  He hesitated and he understood Tony’s fascination with the hem of his shirt, and had to resist looking away.  Of all the things that could have happened tonight, he wasn’t expecting this and he felt caught off guard.  "I didn’t… It’s not like that for me, Anthony.  It isn’t your bullshit.  It’s just who you are and sure sometimes it’s a bit annoying and confusing, but it never really bugged me."

Bucky had to tear his eyes away and he had to consider what he was going to say next.  He’d had girls tell him they loved him before and each time it hadn’t been a choice.  He’d apologized and let the down easy and moved on, but now he wasn’t so sure what he was supposed to do.  Bucky wasn’t really one for great introspection, but now he wished he was so he could make sense of this.  “I’m happy with you.”  That was true; he found himself enjoying Tony’s company more than he did with most of his friends.  “And I hate it when you’re gone.  I feel like I’m smothering you sometimes, like I spend more time with you than I’m supposed to, but I can’t stop.  You helped me through all this bullshit, Anthony, and you made me a better person.”

"You’re important to me, and I tell you that all the time but I don’t think you get it because you always say these things like you don’t deserve me, but you do or I want you to or…"  Bucky sighed and ran his hand through his hair.  This was harder than he thought it would be, and that was pretty damn hard.  He forced himself to look Tony in the eye.  "What I’m trying to say is that… well, I think I feel the same way, Anthony."