Where a major element of the story is a one night stand
Summary: Steve and Bucky have a one night stand that turns into a friends with benefits situation. A weekend snowed in at Bucky’s apartment brings to light how much that really doesn’t suit either one of them.
Summary: Bucky Barnes treats himself to a one-night stand after having a very bad no good day. The sex is good--great, even. Might be the best sex of his life. But Bucky wouldn’t have slept with the guy if he had known that he was going to continuously run into him every day for the next fucking month. -- Or, a Big Grump Bucky has a hot one night stand with a college kid who is popping up everywhere in his everyday life and he doesn’t know how to deal with it. (Written for HYBB Bingo Square: Grumpy Bucky)
Summary: Bucky and Steve are friends. Bucky is Gay and he was convinced Steve was Straight until he stuck his tongue down his throat.
Summary: “C’mon doll,” he gives a sharp tug to a few of the locks, and Bucky’s eyes snap open. “Gotta talk to me baby,” kissing a path along Bucky’s jaw his lips stop at his ear. “Tell me what you want Bucky. Tell me how you need my cock. Tell me you’re gonna let me lick you open, that you’re gonna let me taste that sweet hole of yours. I need it baby. I want you so fuckin’ bad.” Steve can’t seem to stop and the effects of his words are devastating. Bucky’s biting his lips as his hips thrust futilely in time with their cadence. He’s moaning Steve’s name over and over and Steve simply can’t stop because watching Bucky moan and thrust under him to his words alone is just what Steve craves. “C’mon baby let me see how many of my fingers you can take,” Steve says, and that’s the sentence that breaks him; Bucky sobs Steve’s name. -*-*-* Aka: Bucky plays the role of Nat's wingman a little too well and ends up going home with Steve Rogers
Summary: Steve and Bucky meet at a bar- Thanks to Sam Wilson's habit in meddling with Steve's love life. That and the fact that he's fucking done with staring at Steve staring (and drooling) at that guy on the other side of the bar. So he makes sure they have a good time. Possibly the best time either of them have ever had because of the way they seem to perfectly /fill out/ each other. Or: Steve shows Bucky that his dick's size doesn't have to hinder his sex life.
Summary: Since being widowed ten years ago, Steve Rogers has been pretty busy raising the three children he was left with and really, he's been fine with that. Unfortunately, his well-intentioned-yet-interfering friends have decided to get involved and suddenly Steve finds himself in a club meeting a gorgeous young male Omega closer to his daughter's age than Steve's own and sparks fly. However, when it becomes clear that neither Steve nor Bucky - the Omega in question - are the type for a one-night romance, everyone has an opinion on the matter and their entire relationship becomes a family affair.
Summary: Bucky Barnes is a man of many names. But first and foremost, he’s an ass man. He likes his guys small, able to be bent in half when he fucks them. He likes being bigger, being in control, likes crowding little twinks up and wrecking them so thoroughly they cry. But he makes the wrong judgement when he first sees Steve in a bar; Steve’s all height, wide shoulders and muscle, clearly wouldn’t want the things that Bucky wants. It isn’t until he sees Steve shrink up from rejection, sees how pretty his cheeks look in an embarrassed flush, that he realizes that Steve is everything he wants. It’s a good thing, too, when Steve gives him a second chance because if he hadn’t, Bucky would have missed out on the meal of his life.
Summary: He is every one of Steve’s wet dreams, standing there on long legs clad in tight black leather. The material is thick, but even so, those thighs…. He’s wearing a matching motorcycle jacket, and there’s a matte black helmet under his arm as he works his way through the crowd to the bar. Steve hears the thunk of it hitting the polished wood top and swallows heavily. The man turns just so, and Steve can get a profile look at his face. What a face. His cheekbones are a high slash, his brow is strong, the cut of his jaw is sharp. There’s a few days’ worth of stubble on his face, a deep chocolate brown, and his hair is just long enough to brush his chin. There are streaks of caramel in the rich dark of it. It’s a long minute as the man orders from the bartender, offering her a smile Steve can half-see from where he sits that lights up his face into something breathtaking. She leans in and murmurs something to him that Steve wishes he could hear, and the man’s grin stretches wide. Steve doesn’t have to wonder for long what she said. The man spins on his stool until he’s looking right at Steve, still wearing that smirk that makes him look so perfectly smug.
Summary: When Steve meets Bucky, he wants nothing more than to indulge him in every possible way. But a surprise business trip forces him to settle for having Bucky housesit, instead. They make the most of it, with a little help from an aunt, some fish, and a couple of cameras.
Summary: He wonders how far he can push Steve, what this man’s limits are. Could Bucky finally have met his match? What if — He has to snap out of it. This is a one-night stand, he’s never going to see this guy again. Better make the most of it. Written for Silver Fox Bucky Bang 2023.
Summary: Bucky meets Steve for the first time when Sam throws a party at their house. "You keep staring at me," Steve says. "You gonna just stare at me all night, or are you gonna do something about it?"
Summary:
The thing is, Bucky thinks to himself as he’s lying on the king-size bed, dark red silk sheets smooth under his naked body.
The thing is, he’s done some crazy things in his time, but nothing as crazy as this.
Natasha ambles into the bedroom holding her camera. The loft is classic West Village, all brick and windows and high ceilings, and it’s luxuriously decorated and huge. Like, six of Bucky’s apartment could fit in here.
“Oh James,” she purrs, looking him up and down as she approaches. “You are perfect.”
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