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[It's blisteringly hot, a real heat wave this July, and Bucky isn't happy for it. Sure, the hot weather is usually kinder to Steve than the cold of winter for his chest, but he lugs crates around at the docks for money and it's sure not pleasant in these temperatures. It'll be worth picking up those extra hours, worth all the sweat, when he gets to give Steve his birthday present.

Oh, sure, he'll probably get yelled at a bit. They can't really afford presents, they'd agreed on that when last Christmas came around, but he just couldn't let Steve's birthday go unremarked. He doesn't get to do as much for his friend as he'd like; he can't walk down the street with him on his arm and show the world that Steve's his best guy, he can't kiss him where anyone might see. It's just how it is, neither one of them want to end up in jail for the crime of loving someone they weren't supposed to.

So, damn it all, he's going to celebrate this birthday.

He's got the three little parcels concealed in his bag and he's practically jogging home, he doesn't want to miss the start of the fireworks that Steve still believes are just for his birthday. He practically slams in the door of their little tenement.]

Steve? Hey! You here?

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[Did he win? He can't tell from here if the sketch is incomplete or not, but he finds that he really doesn't care when he feels the weight of Steve on top of him. Literally nothing else matters, he's already so hard that it's nearly painful.]

Pants. Steve, take 'em off.

[He doesn't have time to be romantic right now, that'll have to come later.]

[ It had been a long time since he had seen Bucky so worked up because usually they did not have time to draw things out. Actually, they barely had time for stray kisses lately and now Steve knew why. How would he ever make it up to Bucky?

Groaning low in his throat, he wiggled around on purpose to pull his pants and underwear off to drop them onto the ground. With another groan, he leaned over to kiss Bucky passionately and messy. It felt like so long ago with how uncomfortable he used to feel with his body and being intimate but Bucky made him feel desirable. Bucky made him feel wanted.

Running his lips over Bucky's neck, he bit down but not hard enough to bruise. ]

[It nearly makes him come right there and then, he's already worked himself right to the very edge just during the drawing session and he doesn't have a whole lot of self control left, he holds on just by the skin of his teeth.]

Steve-- shit.

[His hands come up to smooth over the soft skin of Steve's back, down onto his ass, and then back up onto his hips to almost forcefully move him so that he can start grinding up against him properly.]

You don't know what you do to me.

[ Happy birthday to him, indeed. With a choked off groan, he moved against Bucky, chasing the heat and pleasure he always felt with the man. It seemed to deepen all the time and he knew without a doubt he would never love anyone else the way he did with Bucky. And as wonderful as that felt, it also held a twinge of sadness because it wouldn't last. Eventually, Bucky would leave and find someone else to be with and love.

So he wanted to .bw memorable and make sure Bucky never forgot their time together.

Kissing along Bucky's neck, he groaned again. ]

Got an idea but show me, Buck. Come on.

[Bucky knows that one day they'll both have to find a nice dame to settle down with, but maybe they can still live side by side and raise their kids all in one big happy family. It won't be ideal, but that's the way the world works. Their love isn't supposed to be allowed, and he'll settle for just having Steve around as his best friend one day.

That day isn't yet.

He tumbles Steve backwards so that he can lay him out and wriggle down between his legs, holding them open with a cheeky and confident grin.]

Show you? Sure thing, Steve.

[And then he's all of a sudden pressing his tongue to Steve's asshole, giving as much devotion to this as he ever did to his prayers in the church on a Sunday.]

[ How could love that felt so right be considered so wrong? Illegal and outlawed, in fact, but they were always so careful with being with each other and in public they appeared as any two friends would. Bucky even learned plenty of extra points for taking care of someone so sickly and damaged. He know how people spoke of him and many found him a waste of space and resources. Their society was not kind to the disabled to say the least.

What would he ever do without Bucky?

Grinning up at the man at the change in position, he couldn't hold back the low groan at the feel of Bucky's tongue. Arching up into the motions, one of his hands reached out to grab onto Bucky's shoulder. Damn. ]

So good, Buck. Somethin' better to do with that mouth of yours.

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