Steve is staring bleary eyed into his first cup of coffee when Bucky – bright eyed, bushy tailed and pouring an ungodly amount of sugar into his mug – absently comes out with, “So next time you tie me up, I think you should fuck my mouth,” and Steve nearly asphyxiates on his morning joe.
“Excuse me?” Steve says, his voice remarkably shrill for a man who has practically burned a hole in his esophagus. Sweet, merciful Christ, they need to make rules about these sorts of conversations. At the rate Bucky is going HYDRA won’t get the chance to kill him – he’ll die of heart failure before he’s done with breakfast.
“Pass the sports page?” Bucky asks, waving his spoon absently at the newspaper Steve has under his elbow. “Thanks,” he says, still focused on his coffee as Steve obligingly hands it over. “You should fuck my mouth.”
“I thought you said that,” Steve says rather faintly. “Okay, wow, that’s a morning visual I wasn’t expecting.”
Bucky lowers his spoon and finally looks up, his expression that delightful combination of arrogance and trepidation. “You said we should talk about these things,” he points out in the same tone of voice he uses when highlighting all the ways Steve is a dumbass sonovabitch, superpowers be damned.
“Yes, I did, didn’t I?” Steve says, his IQ dropping with every second his mind spends visualizing his dick sliding in and out of Bucky’s pretty red mouth.
“Communication is imperative,” Bucky paraphrases and the smug asshole is grinning because Steve is still holding his mug midair and his mouth is hanging open like a guppy.
“I did say that,” Steve agrees. “Okay, new rule, no discussions of fucking at the table.”
“Prude,” Bucky snorts.
“I mean it,” Steve tries to sound intimidating and it comes out more of a whine.
“Is that a no then? You don’t want to? Because I gotta tell you, I’ve been practicing with the dil-“
Steve spares a brief moment to mourn his favorite coffee mug as it smashes on the floor, but the cocky little grin on Bucky’s stupid, pretty, red – oh god, he’s been practicing that’s not fair – mouth drives the thought from his mind.
He’ll say this much though; next time he’s leaving Bucky tied up until after he’s had breakfast.
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