steveandbuckyswitch:

Some switching head-canons for you all this afternoon:

• Steve and Bucky before the war, playing rock paper scissors to decide who tops. 
• Other people at the queer bars make insinuations because Steve is small — jokes about Steve being Bucky’s little lady — and Steve seethes quietly, but Bucky is the one who shuts them all down with a slow smirk and a, “No little lady coulda fucked me into the mattress like that night.” Steve blushes, but he makes his gratitude perfectly clear with his legs wrapped around Bucky’s waist and his blunt nails raking down Bucky’s back in bed when they get home. 
• The two of them during the war, after serum and after the torture, Bucky relearning Steve’s body when they’ve got a few days of leave, mapping every inch of smooth skin, taking his time, using his fingers and teasing, drawing it out just to see if Steve still makes the same sounds. Steve showing off for Bucky, picking him up and fucking him against the wall with all his new stamina, telling Bucky without words that Steve doesn’t think he is broken.
• Steve showing Bucky what sweetness looks like after his ordeal as the Winter Soldier, kissing him for hours before fucking him sweet and slow in their huge bed. Bucky’s always been a fast learner, and he returns the favor after Steve’s had a rough day, clumsy and rougher than he means, but full of love he’s not yet sure how to express. 
• Steve telling Bucky that he can choose; Bucky delighting in a decision where either outcome is pleasure and not pain. 
• Further down the line, sparring that gets a little bit too heated, and the sex that comes after — winner tops, but at least half the time, the loser did it on purpose. 
• Rounds upon rounds of ultra-athletic, serum-enhanced-stamina sex, taking turns. Bucky pushing Steve up right against the door the minute they step inside, and Steve dragging Bucky down onto the floor for round two steps later. Steve wraps his legs around Bucky’s waist on the kitchen counter, and then fucks him up against the bedroom wall. It’s round five before they even make it to bed, and they’ve lost count by the time Bucky is kissing his way down Steve’s spine in the shower. 
• Steve and Bucky switching, always, all the time, because it’s super hot, and because they are so in love that there is literally no way they wouldn’t fuck and generally touch each other in every single way that they possibly can. 

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