A couple of months later
Alec was on the top of the compound, sitting on the edge of it, dangling his legs out while smoking. It was late at night and he thought no one would be awake to catch him smoking his blunt, way stronger than the ones for normal humans, but it was the only way for him to get slightly high.
But not everyone was asleep in the compound. Suddenly, Alec could smell the characteristic scent of Bucky: leather, metal, and something clean and woodsy, like fresh pine. Alec didn’t even have to turn around to know who it was, but he did anyway, glancing over his shoulder with a lazy smirk.
– Hey, didn’t think anyone else was up. – Alec said, offering a casual nod as Bucky took a seat beside him on the edge.
– Could say the same for you. – Bucky replied, looking out over the quiet, moonlit grounds of the compound – Didn’t peg you for a night owl, but I guess we all got our habits. – his eyes flicked to the blunt between Alec’s fingers, one brow raising – Thought you had cleaner ways to unwind.
Alec chuckled, taking a slow drag, before exhaling. He could see Bucky’s eyes shine with something when he did it.
– Yeah, well, let’s just say regular stuff doesn’t cut it for me. – he glanced at Bucky, noting the slight intrigue in his expression – Way too strong for a regular person. – he added, almost as a warning.
– Mind if I try? – Bucky looked at him, a hint of challenge in his gaze.
– Really? I don’t know, doll. This stuff is… intense. – Alec chuckled, surprised.
The unexpected nickname caught Bucky off guard. His eyes widened, a flicker of surprise quickly hidden as he tried to keep his expression casual.
– Think I can’t handle it? – he replied, though his voice sounded a touch lower.
– Suit yourself. Just… take it easy. – Alec narrowed his eyes, intrigued but a little amused.
Bucky took it from him, examining it briefly before taking a cautious hit. Alec watched him, waiting for some sign that Bucky might have underestimated it, but he barely flinched, exhaling smoothly. He took another, bolder drag, and Alec watched as the shift began; subtle at first, a softening in Bucky’s features, the barest hint of a lopsided smile, his pupils dilated, his gaze growing a bit hazy.
– You weren’t kidding. – Bucky murmured, blinking slowly as he leaned a bit closer to Alec – That’s… that’s some strong stuff. – his voice had taken on a deeper, hazy tone, and Alec noticed his eyes lingering on him a bit longer than usual.
– Feeling it already? – Alec teased, laughing softly – You look about two seconds away from giggling.
Bucky scoffed, but a faint blush crept up his cheeks.
– Nah… just think you’re looking a little cuter than usual. – he mumbled, almost shyly. His gaze dropped to Alec’s mouth before flicking back up, and there was no mistaking the new warmth in his eyes – Or maybe that’s just the blunt talking.
Alec raised an eyebrow, grinning.
– Oh, really? That’s your pick-up line? ‘Must be the blunt’? I expected better, doll. – he threw the nickname in casually, but the effect was instant.
Bucky blinked, visibly flustered, his cheeks going a shade darker.
– Uh… did you just call me ‘doll’? – his voice was soft, almost uncertain, like the nickname had hit him somewhere deeper than he wanted to admit.
Alec leaned back, clearly amused as he let the silence hang, watching Bucky try to recover.
– Yeah, got a problem with it? – he asked, his voice light, almost challenging.
Bucky swallowed, his gaze not leaving Alec’s.
– No. – he murmured, the hint of a smirk reappearing – No problem with it at all.
– Good. – Alec replied, his own smirk growing as he leaned in just slightly – Thought you might like it.
Bucky chuckled, but the flustered look hadn’t quite left him. He moved a little closer, the faint scent of smoke lingering between them.
– And what would you do if I said I wanted to hear it again?
– I’d say you might just have to work for it, doll. – Alec’s eyes gleamed with mischief. Bucky’s breath hitched, and Alec couldn’t help but laugh softly. This whole side of Bucky was new, and he was finding it far too entertaining – Now, if you’re feeling bold, you could prove it. – Alec challenged, leaning back with a raised eyebrow.
Bucky grinned, a little dazed but undeterred, and his hand rested on Alec’s shoulder as he closed the last bit of distance between them, his hand still cradling Alec’s jaw as he leaned in for the kiss. It started slowly, a tentative meeting of lips that quickly grew more intense. Alec’s hand on the back of Bucky’s neck applied a gentle pressure that sent a shiver down both their spines. Their mouths moved against each other, their breath coming in quicker, hotter gasps.
Alec smirked in the kiss, noticing how easily it was to win controlling over Bucky. Then, with a swift, fluid motion, he pulled Bucky onto his lap, positioning him so he was straddling his thighs. The feeling of Bucky’s weight against his thighs sent a thrill through Alec, and he pulled him closer, making sure Bucky wouldn’t accidentally fall. Sitting on the edge of a building certainly added an extra element of danger to the already intense moment.
Their eyes met, both pairs darkened with lust and desire. Bucky’s lips were parted faintly, and a soft breath escaped him as he looked down at Alec, his own hands grasping at his shoulders for balance.
But it was Alec who closed the distance this time. He pulled Bucky down, crushing their lips together in a kiss that was both rough and tender. There was a hint of desperation in the way his tongue sought entrance into Bucky’s mouth, pushing past his lips and exploring the warmth within. One of his hands found purchase in Bucky’s hair, gripping it tightly as the kiss deepened, while the other continued to hold him steady on his lap.
Bucky responded eagerly, his own tongue tangling with Alec’s as he matched the intensity of the kiss. His hands roamed over Alec’s chest, feeling the firm muscles underneath his shirt as he tried to pull him even closer, if that was even possible.
Eventually, the need for breath forced them to break the kiss, their foreheads resting against each other as they tried to catch their breath. Both of them were panting, the heat in their eyes still evident as they stared into each other’s faces.
Alec’s lips moved from Bucky’s mouth to his jawline, a sharp contrast to the heat of the kiss moments ago. He nipped gently at the sensitive skin there before moving to Bucky’s neck, his teeth grazing lightly over his pulse point.
Alec’s grip on Bucky’s hips hadn’t lessened, the feeling of his weight on his lap sending a new wave of desire coursing through him. One of his hands slid up, caressing the side of Bucky’s face gently, before he spoke, his voice rough with desire.
– You’re a fucking tease, doll. – he murmured against Bucky’s neck, his hot breath causing him to shiver slightly.
His hand moved down again, tracing the contours of Bucky’s body through his shirt, his touch just teasing enough to make Bucky shiver in response.
Alec pulled back a little, just enough to get a better look at Bucky. The sight of him, disheveled and wanton, on his lap stirred something primal in him. He wanted to possess him, to claim him right then and there, consequences be damned.
Bucky’s breathing was ragged, his chest heaving with each exhale. He could feel the heat of Alec’s gaze, the intensity of it sending a rush of desire through him. He tilted his head, exposing more of his neck, silently begging for more of Alec’s touch.
He shifted on Alec’s lap, his hips rolling slightly against him, a silent plea for more contact, more heat. His eyes were half-lidded, his usually sharp wit dimmed by the haze of pleasure and substances.
Alec chuckled softly as he noticed Bucky’s more desperate actions, his fingers tracing lazy little circles on Bucky’s hip. The feel of Bucky’s movements against him made his resolve waver, but he swallowed hard and tried to ignore the growing heat pooling in his stomach.
– Slow down, doll. – he said, his voice firm as he caught Bucky’s hips, stopping his movement – You’re pretty out of it right now. I don’t want to do anything while you’re this high.
Bucky protested, claiming he was very much aware of what he was doing and wasn’t that high.
Alec sighed, his grip on Bucky’s hips tightening just a bit. He wanted to believe Bucky’s reassurances, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that he was just saying what he wanted to hear. Still, he was tempted. Bucky looked so damn good like this, and the way his hair was falling in his face was really doing something to him.
– You sure about that, dear? – he asked, arching an eyebrow – You seem pretty… eager.
Bucky pouted, his lips curving into a slight frown. He tried to move again, to regain the closeness he craved, but Alec’s grip on his hips held him in place. Frustration and desire warred on his face, making his expression a mix of pleading and determination.
– I’m sure. Please, Alec. – he said, his voice a low, pleading whisper – I’m not that high, really. I can handle it. I can handle you.
  Alec’s resolve was weakening with every word out of Bucky’s mouth. The desperation in his voice, the way his eyes were pleading… It was taking all of his self-control to keep himself in check.
– You’re playing a dangerous game, James. – he said, his voice a low rumble in his chest – You have no idea what you’re asking for right now.
  Bucky leaned forward, a pleading look still in his eyes as he moved as close as he could, his chest brushing against Alec’s. His breath was hot against Alec’s ear as he spoke, his voice low and sultry.
– I think I have a pretty good idea. – he murmured, his lips brushing the shell of Alec’s ear – I know exactly what I’m asking for… and I know that you want it too.
  Bucky let out a startled gasp as Alec lifted him off his lap with ease, his arms instinctively wrapping around Alec’s neck to anchor himself. The surprise was quickly replaced with a wave of arousal as Bucky suddenly felt so much smaller in Alec’s strong grip. The realization that he was completely at his mercy was heady, and he couldn’t stop the shiver that ran through him.
– Damn, you’re strong. – he said, a hint of wonder in his voice, his lips brushing against Alec’s jawline.
  He’d always known that Alec was strong, but feeling that strength up close and personal was another thing entirely.
  Alec chuckled at Bucky’s reaction, liking the effect his strength was having on him. He hoisted Bucky up a bit higher, his hands under his thighs, holding him up against him easily.
– You seem surprised. – he purred, his lips brushing against Bucky’s neck, finding that sensitive spot that made him shiver – You didn’t think I was all talk, did you?
  Their surroundings suddenly shifting as Alec teleported them into his bedroom. Bucky barely had a moment to orient himself before he was pressed against the wall, Alec’s body pinning him in place. Then, before he could react, Alec took the blunt from his hand, taking a last hit and extinguishing it in his own palm.
  Bucky watched in a daze as the burn healed as soon as it appeared. He couldn’t help but shiver as Alec’s attention returned to him, his lips attacking Bucky’s with newfound intensity.
  His breath hitched as Alec laid him down on the bed, watching as his clothes were peeled off easily. He felt vulnerable, exposed, and for a moment, he couldn’t help but squirm under Alec’s intense gaze. The look in his eyes was almost predatory, and Bucky couldn’t tear his eyes away. After a few moments, he couldn’t help but break the silence, his voice a little breathless as he spoke.
– Can I… take your shirt off?
  Alec’s lips curled into a small, half-smile at Bucky’s request. He was clearly enjoying the power he had over Bucky in that moment, the way he had been reduced to asking for even the simplest things.
– You want to see more, doll? – he teased, his voice a low – Go ahead. – he said, raising his arms slightly to make it easier for Bucky to pull off his shirt.
  Bucky licked his lips, his hands reaching up to peel the shirt slowly off Alec’s body. His fingers traced the contours of his chest, feeling the rippling muscles and the heat radiating off his skin as more and more was revealed to his hungry gaze. His eyes darkened with desire as he finally pulled the shirt off completely, tossing it aside and letting his hands roam freely over Alec’s torso, feeling the ridges and plains of his body.
  His fingers trembled a little as he reached out, touching the heated skin and tracing the hard planes of muscle. He’d seen Alec’s chest plenty of times before, but never like this – leaning over him, his intense gaze making Bucky feel like he was the only thing that mattered in that moment.
– You’re so goddamn beautiful. – he murmured, his hands continuing to explore Alec’s chest, his touch light and reverent.
  Alec’s breath hitched as Bucky’s hands trailed over his chest. His body was already responding to the slightest touch, the feel of Bucky’s fingers lighting up every nerve in his body. The metal fingers adding a cold feeling to it, that made him shiver. He watched Bucky’s face intently, his own gaze dark with desire as he catalogued every little shift in expression, every little hitch of breath.
– You’re one to talk. – he said, his voice low and slightly raspy with desire – You look like a fucking dream, laying there all needy and pretty for me.
  Alec’s firm touch made Bucky go willingly, a soft gasp escaping him as he felt himself maneuvered onto his back. He felt so exposed, but at the same time, he knew he was safe in Alec’s hands. He let his head fall back, his breath coming faster as he felt Alec’s lips brush over his skin, trailing down his body.
  The feel of Alec’s lips and teeth on the sensitive skin of his thighs made Bucky moan softly, his back arching up into the contact, silently begging for more.
– Oh, god… – he murmured, his eyes closing as his head fell back against the pillow – Alec…
  Alec smiled against his skin at the sound of his name escaping Bucky’s lips. The feeling of Bucky’s body responding to his touch, the way he arched into his touch, it all fueled his desire even more. He continued leaving a trail of kisses and bites down Bucky’s inner thighs, marking his skin slowly while his hands held Bucky’s hips down, preventing him from squirming too much.
– Stay still, doll. – he murmured against Bucky’s skin, his voice a low rumble of command – I wanna take my time with you.
  Bucky made an involuntary noise that was somewhere between a moan and a whine. Staying still was the last thing he wanted to do right now, but Alec’s firm tone made it clear that there would be absolutely no resistance. He tried his best to be still, his hands clenching into the bedsheets, but it was hard, especially when Alec’s mouth continued its slow, torturous journey down his legs.
– You’re killing me. – he whimpered, his voice strained with desire and desperation.
  Alec chuckled against his skin, a dark, amused sound. He could feel how much this was affecting Bucky, how much he wanted him, and it only served to make his own desire burn hotter.
– That’s the idea. – he said, his lips hovering near the sensitive skin where Bucky’s thighs met his body – Now be a good boy and stay still for me.
  He bit down lightly, his teeth scraping over the sensitive skin just enough to make Bucky shiver. Then he soothed the bite with his tongue, his lips moving further down.
  Alec continued his path down Bucky’s body, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses in their wake. But as Bucky’s requests turned into urgent pleas, he finally decided to give in.
  He pulled back a bit, looking up at Bucky through half-lidded eyes as he began to tug at the elastic of Bucky’s boxers, his smirk just barely visible in the low light.
– You want these off, James? – he asked, his voice low and sultry, already knowing what the answer would be.
  Bucky let out a strangled whimper as Alec’s fingers hooked into the elastic of his boxers. He arched up a bit, just enough to make it easier to remove them, his body practically vibrating with need.
– Yes, god, please. – he gasped, his eyes locked on Alec’s, filled with a fierce mixture of desire and want – Please, Alec, need you. Need to feel you.
  At Bucky’s plea, Alec’s smirk widened into a dark smile that sent a shiver up Bucky’s spine. He wasted no time in discarding the offending clothing, leaving Bucky completely bare before him. He took a moment to just look, letting his eyes roam over every inch of exposed skin, taking in the sight before him.
– You look so pretty like this, doll. – he murmured, his voice a low, possessive growl – All laid out for me, desperate and needy.
  Bucky flushed a little at Alec’s words, his body reacting to the praise and the possessive tone in his voice. He was painfully aware of how open he was, how vulnerable he looked under Alec’s intense gaze. But he didn’t mind. In fact, it only served to make him want him more.
  He reached for Alec, his metal hand grasping his shoulder, the other going into his hair, tugging Alec closer.
– Stop looking and touch me, goddammit. – he demanded, his voice a needy whimper.
– Since you asked so nicely. – Alec said, before using one of his hands to spread Bucky’s pre-cum to the rest of his cock. He starts to masturbate him, testing going faster or slower, stronger or softer to see what the older preferred.
  To add into Bucky’s desperate state, Alec pounded against his ass, still wearing his pants but grinding himself hard enough that Bucky could feel it.
  Bucky let out a gasp, his metal hand accidentally ripping off the bed sheets. Alec kept masturbating him at the same pace he was pounding on him.
– Alec, I think I’ll… – Bucky trailed off, unable to finish his thought.
– You’ll what, dear? – he slowed his pace – You need a second to think properly?
  Bucky let out a sound that was a combination of a moan and a growl at Alec’s taunts. He was riding a fine edge now, so close to the peak but needing just a bit more. And Alec knew it.
  He tried to respond, tried to form coherent words but it was impossible. All that came out of his mouth were half-formed thoughts, and desperate gasps and moans as he tried to get more friction, more pressure, anything to bring him over the edge.
– Please, god, stop teasing me, you goddamn bastard. – he managed to gasp out, his hand still
– You should use your words better, if you expect to get what you want. – Alec says, a particular hard thrust coming with it as if to emphasize.
– Fuck- I’m sorry. – he says, a desperate hint on his voice – Please make me cum, please,
  A wicked, satisfied grin spread across Alec’s face. He loved seeing Bucky like this – writhing, desperate, begging.
– See, that wasn’t so hard, was it? I just wanted to hear you say it.
  He began to go faster, rougher, the way he figured out that Bucky liked. It didn’t take long for him to cum in his hands, Alec himself coming into his boxers, not managing to hold in for longer.
  Bucky’s back arched up off the bed as he came, his eyes closing, and his hands digging into the sheets, ripping them more, but he didn’t care. All he cared about was the intense pleasure coursing through him at that moment. It took him a few moments to come down from his high, his breath slowly returning to normal.
  He opened his eyes to look up at Alec, who was still hovering over him, the grin still on his face. Bucky reached up, wrapping his arms around his neck, and pulling him down for a messy, lazy kiss.
  Alec allowed himself to be pulled down, his body covering Bucky’s, his arms resting on either side of Bucky’s head, supporting his weight as he returned the kiss. The kiss was sloppy, almost uncoordinated, but neither of them seemed to care, letting it deepen with slow, deliberate touches of tongue and teeth. Finally, Alec pulled back, a satisfied smile on his face as he looked down at Bucky.
– You alright, doll? – he asked, his voice rough from their activities.
  Bucky nodded, a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He still felt floaty and boneless from the orgasm – and the blunt he smoked earlier – but in a good way.
– I’m more than alright. – he murmured, his voice still a little rough from panting and moaning. He wrapped his arms around Alec’s neck, pulling him closer, wanting to feel his weight over him – That was… so damn good.
  Alec chuckled at Bucky’s words, feeling ridiculously pleased with himself. He loved that he could make him come undone like that, reduce him to a whimpering mess with nothing but his hands. He dropped his face into Bucky’s neck, his breath ghosting over the sensitive skin there.
– You’re easy to please, doll. – he said, his tone teasing, but affectionate. He bit down lightly, just enough to leave a faint mark.
  Bucky shivered at the scrape of Alec’s teeth against his skin, a contented sigh escaping his lips. He tilted his head to give Alec better access to his neck, his hands roaming up and down Alec’s back, feeling the heat of his skin and the muscles underneath.
– Can’t help it. – he said, a hint of a smile in his voice – It’s all your damn fault for being so good at it.
– Can’t take all the credit. You’re quite responsive. – Alec replied, his lips continuing to work over Bucky’s neck, leaving small marks and bites – I just know how to push your buttons. And how to make you beg.
  He pressed a kiss against the pulse point in Bucky’s neck, feeling his heartbeat under his lips.
  Bucky huffed a laugh, the sound a little breathless as Alec’s lips continued their onslaught on his neck. His skin was already starting to feel sensitive, and he knew he was probably already covered in little marks. He didn’t mind, though. In fact, he found he kind of liked it.
– You’re a damn tease, you know that? – he said, but there was no real heat in his voice – You like seeing me all needy and desperate, don’t you?
– You’re damn right I do. – Alec replied, pulling back to look down at Bucky with a smug, satisfied smirk – You look damn beautiful like that, doll. All spread out and begging for me. Makes me want to just keep you like this forever.
  He punctuated his words with a soft bite to Bucky’s collarbone, his tongue soothing the sting immediately.
– Stop biting me like that, I don’t want to get horny again. – Bucky playfully complains – That blunt was definitely too strong.
  Alec chuckled against Bucky’s skin, a low, rumbled sound that vibrated up Bucky’s spine. He lifted his head, his eyes full of humor and affection.
– You say that like it’s a bad thing. – he said, nipping at Bucky’s jaw before kissing the spot gently – And here I thought we could go for round two…
– No way we’re going for round two. – he said – At least not today.
– Alright. – Alec playfully sighs, before smiling softly – You wanna shower? Or you just wanna sleep now, doll?
– You really liked calling me doll, huh? – Bucky smirks.
Alec shrugged, a shrug that was half-sheepish, half-smug. He liked calling Bucky doll. It was such an apt nickname for him, with his pretty, big blue eyes. Also helped that Bucky was a little shorter than him.
– Yeah, I do. Fits you. – he propped himself up on one elbow, looking down at Bucky with a raised eyebrow – So, what’s it gonna be? A shower, a nap, or both?
Bucky closed his eyes for a moment, considering. He was tired, but he also kinda felt gross and sticky. A shower sounded nice… But he was also very comfortable and felt too lazy to move.
– Both. – he mumbled, opening his eyes again to look at Alec – Definitely both.
Alec chuckled again at Bucky’s response. He was like a damn cat sometimes, all sleepy and stubborn. But he was also adorable like that.
– Alright, doll. A shower then.
He pushed himself up, getting off the bed. Once he was standing, Alec offered his hand to Bucky, who accepted it gladly. When Bucky got up, his legs trembled slightly and he threw Alec a shushing gaze when the boy threatened to laugh.
The shower was warm and steaming, the water washing the sweat and stickiness off their bodies. Alec took the reigns, gently cleaning them both, occasionally leaving little kisses and bites in between. By the time they were done, Bucky was feeling almost boneless.
They stepped out of the shower, drying themselves off with the towels and getting dressed in fresh boxers. Then, Alec changed the sheets on the bed with his powers, the new sheets crisp and clean. Bucky crawled into bed, letting out a soft sigh as his body sank into the soft mattress.
Alec followed right after him, sliding into the bed and pulling the blankets over both of them. He reached over to tug Bucky towards him, spooning up behind him, his body wrapped around Bucky’s. One arm came under Bucky, slipping in between his pillow and his head, his fingers gently running through the hair behind Bucky’s ear.
– Comfy? – he murmured against Bucky’s neck, his voice already heavy with sleep.
Bucky let out a soft hum as he snuggled back against Alec, his body relaxing into the familiar, comforting warmth. His eyes were already drooping, the combination of the weed, the orgasm, and the comfort of the bed making him feel very sleepy indeed.
– Yeah. – he mumbled, shifting slightly to get the pillow perfectly under his head – Very comfy.
Alec chuckled softly, feeling sleep starting to take him as well. His fingers continued lazily running through Bucky’s hair, the touch slow and soothing. He pressed a sleepy kiss against Bucky’s temple, before burying his face into his hair, breathing in his familiar scent.
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