Steve's Diary

November 9, 1938

Dear Diary,

Sure, we love each other... we're in love... whatever you wanna call it. Blah blah blah.

But sometimes, you just have to be spontaneous, right?

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It was a normal Wednesday afternoon. In fact, I was just sitting at the dining room table reading a book by the orange light of the setting sun through the window. Bucky was across the way doing God knows what. Literally, what was he doing other than sitting there, twiddling his thumbs and watching me.

Weirdo.

I heard his chair scrape across the floor suddenly, but didn't pay any mind to it. That is, until I heard thudding moving across the table. He was on top of it, you see, and the thudding was his shoes hitting the wooden tabletop.

I put my bookmark in and placed the book down to start ranting about how unsanitary that is, especially with someone who's prone to illness like me living in the house. Before I could say anything, I was caught with his gaze. That look on his face I- Christ, he looked sexy.

What the hell? Why does he have this kind of control over me?

He crawled over to me and gently placed a kiss on my lips. And another one, and another one, and another one... until I stood up and pushed my chair out of the way. I got swept up in the moment in all of it's perfection and I, myself, climbed up onto the table, too.

What am I thinking?

I felt him smile against my lips as I balanced myself up there with him. He chuckled a little bit and started pulling me towards him. All my worries washed away and I stopped thinking, which answers the question from before, I suppose.

Before I could climb on top of him like I usually did, he roughly placed me below him and put the whole weight of his body onto me. Oh, so that's what we're doing, then.

I spread my legs instinctively and he seemed to fit between them perfectly. I felt my blood go hot as my hips push up uncontrollably... I wasn't even hard yet.

Fuck, never mind.

He started tugging at my belt and undid it before pulling my suspenders off and yanking my pants and underwear down. He didn't even bother to take them off completely, as he left them around my ankles. His hands moved all over me, like he was in a rush and needed me right here and now. Not that I have any sort of problem with that whatsoever.

I started undoing the buttons on my shirt... good grief, that's a slow process. I could literally feel him boring a hole through my skin as he waited.

"You got a lot of these shirts, right?" He asked, out of breath, and apparently tired of waiting. Before I could answer, he had grabbed the shirt and ripped it right before my very eyes with nothing but his bare hands. All of the buttons popped off as the fabric tore. I felt my eyebrows raise as he continued to kiss me with haste.

Her threw what parts of the white fabric remained in his hands onto the floor before coming back to my lips. He took my in his hand and started pumping without any warning whatsoever. I grunted uncontrollably into his mouth before swallowing the rest of it out of embarrassment.

I felt my face burn red hot.

He then pulled his shirt out from his pants before pulling gout his belt and pushing his slacks and underwear down to his knees as well. I couldn't help but look down to see how hard he was... let's just say there was no question about how turned on he had gotten so quickly.

I wondered if he was hard before he crawled onto the table...

He spread my legs more, though, I don't think that's physically possible seeing how I'm not that flexible. He held my hips up mid-air before I got the hint and latched onto him by swinging my legs loosely around his waist. He quickly filled the gap between us by pushing into me quickly.

If I'm being honest, it didn't really hurt all that much. We had been having sex so often that the only groans that really came out of my mouth were from pleasure.

Thinking back on everything we've done, I haven't actually been below him like this all that much before... I actually really like it, much to my own surprise.

It was almost like an all new sensation. No pain, just complete pleasure... I even got to see his face.

It had only been a few minutes of ever-increasing paces and incredible waves of pleasure that had momentarily overtaken my entire body before I felt him shake a little bit. I looked up to see his eyes clenched shut and his mouth hanging open... I couldn't help but think: I did that.

In all fairness, I did.

He pulled about and I felt some cum drip onto my lower abdomen. It was warm. He took some onto his hand and used it to stroke my dick.

I only lasted like, a whole thirty seconds before I practically shouted as I came onto myself.

Who knew you could be so intense and so... on a mission, that you could come in a matter of minutes?

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I don't usually see this side of him. Actually, the normal is a combination between love and lust, never really one or the other alone.

I suppose this was a good opportunity to see one half of that equation. If I'm being completely honest, too, I really did like it. It was good for us to kind of switch it up, right?

~ S. Rogers