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𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘩 𝘙𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 ([personal profile] dysmorphics) wrote2026-01-03 02:28 pm

it's you and me up against the world, it's you and me

 
 
 
 


I don't need a parachute, baby if I've got you
Baby if I've got you, I don't need a parachute
You're gonna catch me,
You're gonna catch if I fall

( 🎶 )
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-04 11:04 am (UTC)(link)
It might have been odd, but comforting and supporting Stephanie Rogers was so deeply ingrained into Bucky that he couldn't help continuing to do just that for this Stephanie Rogers. Yes, she was the reason his Steph was gone. Yes, she had made what seemed to be a series of absolutely idiotic decisions. But... Dammit, deep down she was still Steph.

Besides, he was used to Steph making idiotic decisions. Maybe not world-changing ones, but dumb ones.

Sighing, he pulled his arm out of her grip, but instead of moving away from her he did the opposite and wrapped it around her shoulders. "Steph, you're an idiot," he told her with a roll of his eyes. "But you're not unlovable or anything like that."

Was he mad at her? Absolutely. But even though she was different, he still didn't like to see her hurting. Bucky had been doing that enough for the both of them.
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-04 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky started with her inner thighs, peppering them with simple open mouthed kisses and letting his beard scrape gently over her skin. But Steph had said she wanted her thighs marked, so those kisses slowly morphed into nips and gentle bites. Here and there he focused on one spot or another so he could take the time to suck a red mark into her skin--which wasn't difficult with just how pale she was. His eyes stayed closed most of the time, but every so often he'd open them to look at what he'd done, then smirk a little as he looked up at the woman squirming on top of him.

Small and skinny, tall and curvy, it didn't matter. Bucky would always think she was the most beautiful woman he'd ever seen.

Eventually, after a lot of teasing her thighs, leaving them covered in love bites and beard burn, he kissed and licked his way to her wet folds. He moaned when he tasted her and tugged at her hips again. She had been the one to mention wanting to sit on his face, and that's exactly what he wanted her to do while he set about pleasuring her with his lips and tongue.
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-04 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
She felt so much bigger than she had the last time he sat with his arm around her, but it wasn't bad. Just different. But the way she relaxed against him wasn't all that different from how they'd sit, quietly listening to radio dramas or reading in the evenings some days.

Shit, looking back it really was no wonder why people would question if they were an item or not, was it? Not that he'd ever done anything to discourage their closeness.

Bucky honestly would have been fine to keep sitting there quietly, watching the reflection of the moon shine over the ocean with her, but she brought up food. "Sure, we can go eat," he started, but made no move to get up. "But I'm paying, especially if it's for old times' sake." He was always the one who paid growing up, after all. Not because that's just how things were (it was only partly because of that), but also because he was aware that his family was better off financially than Steph's.

Besides, outside of bills and necessities, Bucky wasn't spending much of his paychecks anyway. "What are you in the mood for?"
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-04 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Well that was an idea. Steph had always been a good cook--or at least she'd trained his taste buds to think she was--so why would he pass that up?

With his free hand he pulled his watch out of the pocket and opened it up to check the time. "Yeah, we've got time before the shops close," he stated simply, then gave the picture a look, as always (more out of habit than anything just then), and snapped the watch closed and tucked it away again.

When they stood again, Bucky offered her his arm instead of just putting hers there like he had earlier. Once she took it he started to walk with her. "Where all do we need to stop? And you wanna do this at my place or yours?" It wasn't until just then that he didn't even know where her place was. And she'd never been to his place, either. Not his current one. Not that he was aware of.
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-04 09:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Bucky couldn't hide the frown at the address. He recognized the street was in one of the rougher areas of town, but if Steph was the Winter Soldier now she could handle herself.

But that didn't mean he had to like it.

Bucky laughed softly at the comment about other ladies and shook his head. "If that happens, I'll just tell them I ain't interested," he said, a tiny grin pulling at one side of his mouth. He'd never actually been interested in any of the women who tried to flirt with him before, and he was even less receptive to it at that stage of his life. Sometimes, he even forgot to be polite about it, which always somehow seemed to get back to Howard and Peggy, then he'd get an earful about the optics or some shit. It tended to go in one ear and out the other, though.

"I can pick everything up and head over if that's what you want me to do. Meet you there." Bucky didn't know if she'd need to clean up or anything. She'd always been tidy before, but she was used to him dropping by all the time before. "Or you can go with me. Either way."
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-04 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
"God, no," Bucky said quickly at the suggestion of signing autographs, even pulling a horrified face at the suggestion. "Some of the guys are into all that, but I've never liked it." Sure, he was their hometown guy, but at least New York had never been known for it's overly friendly residents. Nosey, sure. Angry and loud, yeah. Known for sweetness? No.

Besides, he was doing a job, what he should be doing to help people. Didn't mean he needed to be best friends with every stranger to do it. Howard liked to call him a surly bastard and Bucky didn't exactly try to stop him.

"Hey, I may not have had what you did, but I can carry a sack of groceries," he added with an eyeroll. Yeah, he knew she was teasing, but he'd seen what Peggy could do. If Steph was the one who went through that experiment instead of Peggy, then he was aware that she could carry him around if she wanted to. And, okay, maybe that was something he wasn't going to think about too much.

"Why don't we hit the shops on this end of town, then just take a cab to your place?"
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-05 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Not mine," he said with a perk of a brow. "I'd know if I had a poster of you." Of course he knew what she meant, but the point still stood. If there had been posters of Stephanie Rogers, he would have snatched them up, both to taunt her with and also to frame.

But he ignored the stares outright, instead just focusing on Steph and gathering the proper items from that shop, then tried to argue with the owner about how he didn't need a discount and he should pass that on to someone who did need it instead. But, the shopkeeper wouldn't have any of it, so Bucky had to settle for "accidentally" leaving an extra dollar on the counter as he picked up the bag and led Steph out of the store, holding the door open for her and giving the man a nod as they left.

At least he'd been nice to the owner. He wasn't rude in his argument; he just... didn't want a discount when other people were still trying to get their feet back under them.

Thankfully, the butcher shop was only a couple of storefronts away. Not thankfully, the same thing happened there, too. Right down to him leaving extra money on the counter.

"Do we need to stop anywhere else, or was that it?" he asked her as he thought back to the ingredients she had listed off earlier.
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-05 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky moaned against her flesh as he continued to work her, doing his best to go back and forth between her clit and her opening, just wanting to make her feel as good as he could.

But while his mouth worked her, Bucky let his hands--both hands--roam over her. Mostly her thighs, hips, and ass, as those were the easiest places for him to touch, but he genuinely did try to touch her everywhere he could, even letting his fingers drift down her crack a couple times just to make sure he touched her there, too. Bucky had waited entirely too long to be able to touch her to not do just that.

And while he did all that, Bucky couldn't resist opening his eyes every so often to look up the slender body above him, catching on those small but perfect breasts heaving with her breath before moving on to her beautiful, flushed face. Based on her reactions, Bucky was pretty sure he was doing something right.
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-05 08:35 am (UTC)(link)
It was all Bucky could do to not openly roll his eyes at the woman. Instead, he just ignored her and followed Steph over to where she was obviously pretending to be interested in whatever kind of wine that was.

"Did you want to get that one?" he asked when he came to a stop beside her and placed his free hand on her back. He hoped that would be enough to make the woman back off, but even before the war it had been hit or miss, with women not always taking the hint when he was out with Steph.

Before the war, it could be annoying and borderline insulting, the way they would brush off Steph's existence or ignore the fact that he clearly wasn't interested. Since coming back to New York he downright hated it.

Maybe he should get a hat. Maybe even a mask or something.
Edited (wording. then more words.) 2026-01-05 08:36 (UTC)
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-05 09:59 am (UTC)(link)
Bucky did roll his eyes at that, but there was that slight grin on his face again at the same time. "Still can't speak French, you know," he said, shrugging one shoulder. Bucky recognized the word fortune, at least, but that was only because it was the same in both languages.

Out of the corner of his eye he did see the other woman walk off, but that didn't stop him from removing his hand from her back so he could take the bottle out of her hands. "But I'll still get it if you want it." And with that, he turned, walked to the counter, and set it down.
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-05 10:36 am (UTC)(link)
"I know, I know," Bucky said, rolling his eyes as he led her to the edge of the sidewalk. With his free arm, he flagged down a cab, then held the door for her to climb in first. He even settled into the back seat with her and listed off her building's address before continuing. "I've just never really liked them much. They feel weird."

He usually only wore hats when he had to. Or when he was trying to convince himself that he wasn't scared as shit about shipping out the next day. Hell, he didn't even wear one in the war, and they spent a good bit of time running around cold ass forests and mountains.

Still, he might have to suck it up at some point. But he wasn't going to admit that defeat out loud just yet.
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[personal profile] hadagreatpast 2026-01-05 11:09 am (UTC)(link)
Steph didn't need to tell Bucky not to stop, because he hadn't been planning on it. But it did feel good to hear her beg like that, and he also liked all the pet names that were coming out of her mouth. Not to mention the way she moaned his actual name. (Bucky, not James. Never James.)

But keep going, he did. His hands were all but kneading at her ass since he loved the feeling of being able to grope at her like that. He would have probably been doing something similar to her breasts if it wouldn't have been such an awkward angle from below her the way he was.

And when she held herself open a bit more for him, he took the opportunity to press his tongue that much further into her. He would never understand why he'd hear guys in the past talking about how they'd never do this for their girls, because Bucky? He loved it. The taste of her, the way she moved over him, the way he could take her apart with just his mouth, it was all things he would definitely encourage revisiting again and again.

However, when Steph's hand moved to grip and tug at his hair he moaned against her, learning in that moment that he liked when she did that. Then, when she came hard because of him, releasing that additional rush of wetness onto his tongue and--lets be honest here--his face, he moaned again. With Steph, he didn't mind the mess. He liked it, even. A lot. But he suspected that he would get as messy or dirty with Stephanie Rogers as she wanted him to.

How much he enjoyed everything they'd been doing was even evident in the way his cock kept twitching and leaking in his pants. Bucky hadn't even touched it, hardly even thought about it as he lapped at her folds and sucked gently at her clit, teasing her through her orgasm. And he wasn't in a rush to touch it, because he was pretty sure she had him so thoroughly turned on and worked up that he wouldn't last long if it was given any attention.

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