bakerstreet | midnight texting

Bucky's happy to do it himself. It feels like a treat, getting to unwrap Joaquin in this way. When he opens the button and pulls down the zipper of his pants, Bucky can feel that anxiety building in him that he tries to push down.

He feels safe here, but it's still overwhelming enough to give him pause. His gaze slides back up to Joaquin's, and he gives him a nervous, half grin, that might look more like a wince. "I told you I've never done this before, right?"

The freedom of his jeans being opened is both a relief and a curse, the loss of pressure both a good thing and a bad thing and Joaquin can’t stop the noise that escapes him.

And then Buck is looking at him with a hint of nervousness and his smile softens. “You did. As far as you wanna go, at whatever speed you need.” Meaning, if all he wants to do is get into their underwear and make out and touch each other, then that is perfectly okay. And if he wants to plot Joaquin into the mattress? That’s great too. Or vice versa, though the latter would be a far slower affair so as to ensure Bucky never gets overwhelmed in a bad way.

"Okay." He continues slowly, pressing his palm against the bulge in Joaquin's open pants. "Just tell me if I'm doing anything wrong or if you want something different."

He moves his hand up and down over Joaquin's underwear, leaning in to kiss him again, slow and soft, the with his other hand he starts slowly tugging Joaquin's pants down to give his hand more room to touch.

Joaquin nods, face serious for just a moment before he lets himself fall back into the heat of the moment.

He kisses back, one hand returning to Bucky’s hair, just holding gently and the other gripping his shoulder. He lifts his hips, the illusion of being helpful when really he’s chasing the touch against his erection, craving more but not wanting to push.

Good. That's good. It's one of his worries lessened, and it's nice how easily Joaquin is able to get back to what they're doing. He's not hung up or bogged down by any of Bucky's issues- even if he's only really brought up the smaller ones. But it's nice. He likes that Joaquin. He's easy to be with.

Bucky's fingers push Joaquin's pants down while also getting a handful of his ass, giving it a good squeeze before one of his hands slides to the front of him to palm at him over his underwear again, just feeling him out. This part is easy enough- he knows how it feels and thinks of what might feel good. He just goes slow with it.

He's not nearly as hard, but he's trying to get there. He's glad he can focus on Joaquin first.

Joaquin has been where Bucky is, the guy sleeping with another man for the first time, having some idea of what to do because he’d had sex before but not being familiar with a male body that wasn’t his own. He’s also been the first for others and he’s never held it against any of them for not knowing what to do straight away. He’s not about to hold it against Bucky either.

Besides, there’s literally nothing he’s doing wrong, aside from still wearing his own pants but Joaquin is hopeful that will change at some point, when Bucky is ready.

So instead of focusing on any of that, he just lets himself enjoy Bucky’s touch, the way he grabs at Joaquin’s ass earning a soft laugh through his nose before it becomes a choked off sound and a tighter grip in Bucky’s hair as he palms him through his underwear. Before he can say something stupid, he tugs Bucky back down so that he can press a kiss to the corner of his mouth, moving to pepper them over his jaw and down his throat.

Bucky doesn't know how people these days are about things like that- but he figures Joaquin isn't like most people out there anyway. He's been shell shocked by a lot of it. Hell, even just earlier today.

He won't think about that right now though. Can't even think about it when he's got this beautiful man laying under him. He still can't believe he's here, doing this. Doing what, he's still not completely sure, but Joaquin keeps making those wonderful sounds, so he must be doing something right.

His fingers curl around the hardon he feels through Joaquin's underwear, stroking softly. He knows he should do more, go further, but he feels a little stuck right here, even as he kisses Joaquin deeply.

Bucky is definitely doing things right and Joaquin is content to just let him get a feel - literally - for what he's doing while they trade kisses for a good few minutes. There's a line, he knows, between encouraging and pushing and finding it isn't always easy because it's different for everyone.

And Bucky is different because this isn't just some casual hook up. Even if they just remain friends after this, Bucky is still important to Joaquin and he doesn't wanna mess things up or risk making Bucky feel like he had to choose things he didn't want to because of pressure.

But he's also not sure if Bucky really knows how to progress things, either. So with another kiss, Joaquin brings both hands back to Bucky's face so he can meet his eyes. "Tell me what you need." Does he need Joaquin to take some more control?

Bucky is very much just feeling his way through this. He's going slow, he's letting his hands guide the way, but he's not comfortable with the guiding part, because he has no idea what he's doing- and he feels like he should. He knows he should, because he's older and... maybe he's stuck with outdated thoughts that are holding him back.

His hand slows just a bit when Joaquin cups his face to kiss him. When the kiss breaks, he laughs just a little, mostly out of nervousness, letting his forehead drop against Joaquin's. "I don't know. I.... I don't know what I'm doing." He shakes his head, closing his eyes. "Sorry, I- don't know where to take this."

Joaquin kisses him again, smiling against his lips, thumbs stroking over his cheekbones. Shaking his head at the apology, Joaquin slides his hands over Bucky's neck and shoulders, over his arms.

"I'm happy to guide but I need you to tell me if you don't want something. No agreeing just because you think you should, okay?" He needs to know that Bucky will stop him if he doesn't want to do something before he can take control. "There are no expectations here. No goal to reach beyond us feeling good, yeah?"

It's embarrassing, and he doesn't like the uncertainty that comes with it, but Joaquin never lets him settle in those feelings too long. He kisses back, leaning into the other man's touch, letting himself be held. It's nice to just have that too.

"Okay." He gives a slow nod, and then because he feels like he should clarify. "No agreeing just because I think I should." Bucky leans in to press another kiss to Joaquin's lips. "I just want to feel good with you." And maybe Joaquin can shift this better than he can.

There's no reason to be embarrassed and if Joaquin knew that Bucky was, he would tell him as much. It's just about learning what you like, what your partner likes. The only thing that's really different is that there are two dicks involved.

"Good." Sliding his hands down from Bucky's arms to his hips, Joaquin toys with the button of the other man's pants. "Can I take these off?"

Joaquin's got it in his head easily, and Bucky is hoping he'll share some of that.

Bucky is still palming him, but it sows when Joaquin's hands slide to his hips. He gives a small nod, then a verbal answer. It's good. It's what he needs too. "Yeah you can take them off."

but he does put his hand over Joaquin's for a moment. "Just... so you know. If my body is being weird. That's what it is, ok? It's not you. It's just... everything that came before."

As soon as he has permission, Joaquin immediately tries to pop the button over before he's stopped by Bucky's hand and there's something in his tone that demands his attention.

He's able to piece together what those words mean in reference to his past and he nods once. "There's no pressure here." He kisses him again and then pops the button of Bucky's jeans and pushes them down. It doesn't take long until they're both in their underwear and then Joaquin guides Bucky to lay back against the pillows where he was a moment before. His movements are deliberate as he straddles Bucky's thighs.

"Is this okay?"

No pressure. Bucky tries to get that in his head. Joaquin says it and he wants to believe it. He wouldn't be here if he didn't trust him, and all of this. He kisses back, trying not to tense up when his pants are being pushed down. It's okay. He wants this- and he desperately wants Joaquin. Its why he came all the way over here. He had to find out.

The shift to his back with Joaquin straddling him is a big one, but he welcomes it. It suddenly feels like less decisions he has to make, and sometimes he needs that. "Yeah, this is okay. It's good."

It gives him a chance to explore more of the younger man'd body as well, hands sliding up those muscled abs, his legs bending up a little.

Perhaps if he was anyone else, Joaquin wouldn't have taken this leap but if he really doesn't want someone in his lap, Bucky would have no problem removing him. And he trusts Bucky to tell him if it's too much.

Bucky isn't the only one exploring the body before him. Joaquin is in awe as he looks down at the man beneath him, taking in how absolutely stunning he is. Leaning forward so that he can kiss the man, Joaquin also rolls his hips against Bucky's in a slow grind, moaning softly against the man's lips.

They're already good at that, it seems- letting each other know. Trying to communicate. Bucky will tell him if it's too much, and Joaquin can encourage him when he's not sure. It works.

He lifts his body half way into the kiss, fingers tracing along Joaquin's skin. There's a sharp contrast in the way he holds on to or presses in with the fingers of his right hand, but he's gentle, or almost far too careful with his left. It's a conscious thing he thinks about, never wanting to cause more harm, especially to someone he cares about.

The way Joaquin rolls his hips, grinding down into him makes him forget everything else, though. His moan mingles with Joaquin's, and his hands move to his sides to hold him there, wanting to feel that again. "God, that's good..."

Joaquin can definitely feel the difference in Bucky's touch and knows he's making a conscious effort not to drip too tightly with his left hand. That realisation also makes him consider how careful Bucky is being in general, aware of his own strength and how breakable Joaquin is. It doesn't stop him from reaching down to press his hand over Bucky's left, encouraging him to grip just a little bit tighter.

The shift of his grip, the moan, the words, they all coax Joaquin on and he continues to grind against him; slow, minute rolls of his hips as he deepens the kiss, his own grip on Bucky's hand still encouraging him to hold on a little tighter.

"¡Mierda! Se siente tan bien."

It's a thought, it's a worry, it's a consideration. There are so many things- part of why Bucky doesn't date. It's a lot to go through, especially for the other person. Is he being selfish with Joaquin? Dragging him into his mess? He'd say yes, but he's not sure Joaquin would feel the same.

All they're feeling right now is each other, though. Joaquin's hand moves over his own to press tighter against himself, and Bucky moans again, softer this time, at the encouragement.

He does grip tighter, especually at the repeated grind of hips. He can feel how hard Joaquin is against him, and he wonders if he needs just a little more, just something more intense to get him going in the same kind of way. His fingers dig into Joaquin's sides- not too rough, but tighter still, his own hips rocking up to meet the other man's.

"You can leave marks, Bucky. I'll tell you if it hurts." He doesn't want Bucky to have to focus so much on not hurting him. He doesn't mind a slightly too tight grip, a sharp bite, a bit of hair pulling. It all just adds to the pleasure.

He can feel that Bucky is not as hard as he is but he doesn't know what else he needs or if this is it. But it doesn't seem like Bucky isn't enjoying himself despite the lack of hard on so Joaquin doesn't let it dissuade him.

Now that Bucky has tightened his grip, Joaquin lets go of his hand and moves his own to the back of Bucky's head, gripping his hair and tugging gently so he can get at Bucky's throat, pressing a kiss to his pulse point, nipping at his skin.

He pulls back just a little to look at Joaquin. "You like that? If I leave marks?" He wants to make sure, because he really doesn't want to do that unless Joaquin wants it.

Bucky likes it soft, gentle, loving. But that doesn't mean he'll stop there. He's very much into doing what his partner wants to do- as far as he can remember. It's what he likes. Anything beyond that, though? He has no idea. He's still figuring it all out.

If Joaquin likes marks then he'll dig his fingers in a little harder. The hand at his hair tugging again feels nice. He lets his head fall back, breathing out as Joaquin nips at him. With another rock of his hips, he lets the other man know that he likes that.

"Yeah, I do." He's not really into choking or intense spanking or anything like that and he doesn't love being tied up because he likes being able to touch his partner more than the kinkiness of the ties but he doesn't think those are things he needs to be concerned about with Bucky. Especially not today. "Just a little bit."

Joaquin actually moans when Bucky's fingers dig in a bit deeper and it also results in him tugging on Bucky's hair a little harder, biting at his throat just a little harder because he figured that Bucky would respond well to what he was asking for but he didn't expect it to be this hot.

"Fuck." It also results in another roll of his hips, a firm pressure as he grinds against Bucky.

"A little bit. I'll keep that in mind." And he'll make sure he doesn't go past the little bit part. He'll feel his way through it, get to know what Joaquin likes. Hopefully... over time. But he tries not to think about that just yet.

It helps that Joaquin is such a vocal person. It's hard to miss when he likes something. He reacts eagerly as well, encouraging Bucky to keep going, and to respond in kind. The sharper bite to his throat pulls a deep moan from him, unlike his previous ones, and he can feel his cock twitching against Joaquin's. Well that's different and very new.

"Can you do that again?" He asks, the words coming out a little breathless as he grinds back up against him.

"I'll tell you if it's too much." It's all about communication, letting your partner know what you like and don't like and then acting accordingly and Joaquin has no problem communicating his needs and encouraging his partner to do the same.

Like right now, when Bucky asks him to do something again. He's not sure which thing Bucky means though, so he asks, "pull your hair? Or bite you?" He soothes over the red mark on Bucky's neck with his tongue, grinding down to meet Bucky's hips with a soft moan. "Or both?"

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