#bucky: *preparing to be smitten by sarah rogers* hOw dId yOu knOw

[champagne-bucky]

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Summary: Steve Rogers tells Bucky about his first time.

Warnings: pre-serum Steve x reader, smut, loss of virginity 

Notes: This is my thank you for hitting 500 followers this weekend. This may or may not turn into a mini series following the adventures of pre- serum Steve and the reader. Let me know what you guys think! Please make sure to like, comment, reblog, and follow for more!! Enjoy guys!! 

Steve Rogers days were numbered. It’s sad and unfortunately true. No one thought the day would come where the world would be saying goodbye once more to the Patriotic American War Hero, but it looks like the end is approaching.  

Steve’s decision to go back in time was a hard one for anyone to grasp, especially his best friend Bucky Barnes. Bucky and Steve were side by side always. Even when they weren’t, there wasn’t a day that went by where Bucky and Steve weren’t on each others minds.  

Bucky knew his time with his forever pal was coming up. He knew for a while now that he’d have to prepare for the day when he’d say his final goodbyes, which is why Bucky made is a point to visit Steve every free minute of the day. Steve insisted that Bucky didn’t need to come to the lavish retirement home everyday, but Bucky was insistent and being with his friend just in case the ‘end of the line’ was drawing to a close.  

“Hey, Buck.” The old man laying in the bed greeted the other walking through the doorway.  

“Hey, punk. How we feelin’ today?” Bucky took a seat on the plush chair next to Steve’s bedside.  

“Same as everyday, tired.” Bucky frowned. His best friend has been feeling tired lately, should he be worried? 

“Oh, wipe that look off your face, Buck. I’m not dead, yet,” Bucky cringed, “it’s what happens when you get older, bud.” Steve flashed him his famous smile.  

“What’s got you so upset today?” Steve eyed Bucky up and down.  

“Nothing. What makes you think that?”  

“I may be old, but I’m not senile. You’ve been sporting that look for weeks. Now what’s wrong?”  

“It’s just,” Bucky sighed, he didn’t want to say it. If he didn’t it’ll all feel to real.  

“That I’m should be dead soon?” Steve grinned as Bucky gasped.  

“Don’t say that Steve! You’re not going to die, not for a while.” Bucky couldn’t help but choke back the tears.  

“Bucky, you know it’s gonna happen. Sooner rather than later. I’m old Buck, it’s about time I leave this place.” Bucky was crying now. The tears fully falling down his face.  

“C’mon you big sap. Wipe those tears away. I want no crying today. Don’t cry until after I’m gone. I wanna remember you smiling.” Steve had been doing this a lot lately. Anytime Bucky would be upset during his visits with Steve, he would try his best to make him smile. Bucky being the god sport he is decided to go along with his charades for he didn’t know how long they’d be doing this.  

“I’m not crying cause of that,” Bucky sniffled, “I’m crying cause you’re gonna die a virgin.” Steve chuckled and Bucky cringed. He wished he could’ve taken that back.  

“Just like the 40s all over again, huh?” Bucky had always been on Steve in their youth about getting Steve a nice girl. Someone that’ll take care of him. Someone that’ll hold him close those long lonely nights when Bucky couldn’t be there for him.  

“I’m serious, pal. We gotta get you laid before...before,” Bucky’s voice trailed off.  

“Before I go off to the army.” Good ole denial, one of Steve’s favorite games to play.  

“Yeah, before you go off to the army.” Steve smirked at Bucky. It was that all knowing smirk.  

“What?”  

“I just realized. I never told you.” Steve’s grin grew even wider, the wrinkles in his face becoming more prominent.  

“Told me what? That you got laid?” Bucky shook his head and laughed. He didn’t doubt he did. He had a few brief flings before Steve reunited with Bucky.  

“Yeah, Y/N Y/L/N, remember her?” Bucky was confused.  

“Umm, Steve, I’m sure she’s long gone by now.” He remembers the name all to well. That was the girl who worked in her dad’s pharmacy. The girl Steve was so smitten with.  

“I know that idiot, I’m talking about before. When she was alive.”  

“You slept with an old lad- OW!” Bucky exclaimed as Steve picked up his newspaper from the side of his bed and whacked Bucky over the head with it.  

“I’m talking about before, Buck. Before I joined the army, before you joined the army.”  

“Don’t bullshit me.” 

“I’m to old for bullshitting, don’t ya think?” Bucky knew Steve as a lot of things. A risk taker, danger seeker, and because of his mother, hypochondriac.  

“Okay, so when was it?” Bucky was curious now, he was hoping to catch Steve in a lie.  

“Summer of 1935.”  

“Bullshit!”  

“How?” 

“You would’ve told me.” Bucky was looked for any signs of joking, to his surprise there was none.  

“I’m telling you now aren’t I?”  

“Go on.”  

“It was 1935, just after my 17th birthday. Remember, you and your family left for Chicago for the rest of the summer. You went to go stay with your aunt.” Wow, Bucky didn’t even remember the summer of ‘35.  

“So, how was it?” 

“I’m trying to tell you a story about how I met her and you wanna know how I enjoyed it?” 

“Well it’s not everyday your friend over 100 tells you a dirty secret about their life.”  

“Don’t make me smack you again. Now pay attention.” Bucky nodded and urged Steve to continue.  

**Flashback** 

1935 

The air was hot and sticky. Kids were running around the streets while the fire hydrants were spraying water to keep them cool. On the other side of Brooklyn, a young James Barnes had just finished packing the car for Chicago.  

“You gonna be alright without me, pal?” Bucky looked down at his short and unhealthily skinny friend.  

“Yeah, you know me Buck, I can hold me own.” Bucky chuckled and patted Steve in the back.  

“Sure ya can. Just don’t getting into any trouble, not without me of course.” Bucky hugged Steve tight.  

“I’ll see ya when I get back. Don’t go kissing any pretty girls without me.” Bucky called out of the window of the car before it took off down the street.  

“No promises.” Steve yelled back.  

— 

Steve waited until the car was out of sight before he made the long walk back to his home. There, his mother was in the kitchen preparing a delicious dessert for the two of them. Sarah Rogers was a kind and patient woman, one who always encouraged her son to take care of his mind, body, and soul. However, his health was Sarah’s biggest concern.  

Steve had not grown up like the normal boys. He never did hit a growth spurt or sprout an impressive beard like his counterpart Bucky. No, Steve was a boy who was bullied and teased for not looking like a man. Sarah believe that maybe if he took better care of his health and changed his lifestyle that there would be hope for him yet. After all, mother knows best.  

“Come in here Stevie and help mommy with the pie crust. Mrs. Leny from down the street gave me some apples from her tree.” Steve kicked his shoes off by the door and made his way to the kitchen.   

“Make sure you wash up real good, honey. Don’t want to be sick for the remainder of the summer now do we?” Steve rolled his eyes at his worrying health obsessed mother. She was always on him about getting sick or not eating the right foods. It was rather annoying for the young Rogers boy. All he wanted to do was be like the normal kids in the neighborhood and go out and get his hands dirty, however the “normal kids” never wanted him to join in on the fun.  

“Oh, Stevie!” Sarah called for her son as he finished washing the plates. 

“I need you to make a run down to the pharmacy for me. Dr. Y/L/N called earlier and your prescription just came in.” Steve rolled his eyes and made his way to the door. 

— 

Steve had never considered himself a nervous man, not even around girls, but she, she was an exception. The pretty young woman behind the counter was mindlessly flipping through her newest book as Steve waited outside the drug store. He was going to have to talk to her. The beautiful woman that was unknowingly stealing his heart. Bucky had been teasing him for years about asking her out, but Steve could never find the courage.  

"What girl would go out with a guy like me?” Bucky would frown hearing those words come out of his best friends mouth. 

Slowly, Steve opened the door to the drug store, careful to not make the bell chime loudly. However, his plans were corrupted when he saw the unlikely fellows pushing him through the door altering the woman behind the counter of his presence. Buddy Bedestow and Hank Schumacher, Steve’s worst nightmares. 

“Aww look who it is Hank, skinny boy Rogers. Hey Rogers, where’s your pal? Guess he’s not here to protect you now.” The two large men squished Steve between them. They have been on Steve’s ass since grade school, always picking on him for no particular reason. Well, Bucky thinks there is no reason, Steve mustered up the idea that the boys were jealous of his friendship with the most suavest fella in Brooklyn.  

“Say Bud, did Stevie here run out of menstrual supplies? Ya think its our little pansy’s cycle again?” Unbeknownst to the boys, the woman was making her way around the counter. 

“Nah Hank, I think Stevie here was gettin’ some rubbers, musta’ ran out when he was going down on his old lady. Is that why you’re here twig? Need to get back to momma?” Steve blushed as the boys kept berating him. 

“Alright, that’s enough! Hank, Buddy, get out of here before I call your ma’s and tell them you’ve been stealing.” 

“But we haven-“ 

“My pa may be old, but he sure ain’t dumb. Now scram.” The boys reluctantly let go of Steve and made their way out of the store.  

“You're the Rogers boy I’m guessing?” Her painted lips curled into a smile and Steve’s heart stopped functioning.  

“Y-yeah, how’d you know?” A simple joke, she laughed, Steve felt the heat rise in his cheeks. 

“I have my ways of figuring it out. I have your prescription by the way.” She returns to her spot behind the counter and shuffles through the copious amounts of white paper bags. 

“Here you are. Oh, and Steve?” Steve looked up at the woman, bottom lip fitting snuggly between her top teeth. 

“Yes?”  

“Don’t listen to those boys, they’re just jealous of your charm and good looks.” Steve was beet red now. Charm? Good looks? Was the girl mad? Did she really see him like that? 

“Miss your kindness is greatly appreciated, but you don’t have to lie.” She frowned. 

“You don’t believe those boys do you? Steve, you are possibly the most handsome fella I’d ever laid eyes on. Steve couldn’t believe it. He’s pretty sure no one would believe him. 

“Don’t try and make me feel better, beautiful dames like you don’t go for boys like me.” 

“You are sorely mistaken, Steve Rogers. Maybe some girls like the handsome momma’s boy types.” She leaned in and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. Steve gasped, an unwanted stir of arousal started to build. 

That’s where it all started. That one simple kiss. Its innocence could not foreshadow the wild adventures Steve Rogers and his little pharmacist had planned over the summer. It started out slow, little dates at the local theater and trips to the ice cream shop, but they both wanted more they both needed more. 

So that’s how Steve found himself that mid-August afternoon, standing in only his boxer shorts while his pretty little pharmacist laid out naked and panting in his bed. Sarah Rogers had gone out for the day, leaving Steve and his girl to their own scandalous devices.  

“You know, my ma would skin me alive if she saw what we were doing right now, said this was a sin.” Both Steve and his girl were told at a very young age that virginity was a special thing to share on a wedding night, however, with both parties wanting more they couldn’t help themselves but give in to their ungodly urges.  

“You think the big man will be upset?” Steve disregarded his shorts and reached to take a rubber from her shaking hand. 

“Nah, I’m pretty sure Buck’s did worse than what we are doing.” She let out a breathy chuckle. 

“Steve, hurry up. I need you.” Steve’s member twitched as he pumped himself a few times and rolled the rubber down his length. 

“Patience is a virtue my love.” Steve smirked as his fingers began sliding around her lower lips. 

A whine escaped his love’s mouth, soft and breathy. They’ve been practicing for a moment like this. It finally all led up to this. Their first touches, first orgasms, first time seeing each other naked, it all led up to this moment. 

Softly, his fingers slide into her tight entrance, a guttural moan echoed throughout the small bedroom. She was still tight after all the sessions they had gone through. He couldn’t resist the urge to keep pumping in and out of her. He was addicted to her moans and movements, Steve wanted to be greedy and make her cum before he got inside of her. 

“So beautiful, wish I could have you like this all day.” He moved a tad fast, the pad of his thumb maintaining circular motions on that special spot she always heard about. 

“God Steve, I need you, please.” She whined one more as she fisted the sheets below her. 

“In a minute my love, I wanna see you come undone around my fingers.” She moaned loudly at the dirty talk. Since their sessions had began, Steve had acquired a tasteful vocabulary that was enough to make anyone gasp in shock. 

A few more pumps, each faster then the last, and the beautiful woman before him was quivering around him. His hand had gotten soaked from her arousal, a little had gotten on the bed sheets below her too. He can clean those later anyway. Right now he was determined to be inside his girl once and for all.   

“I heard it’s suppose to hurt.” Steve began to feel worried as he placed his covered head at her entrance.  

“Only for a little, but it’ll feel better.” She was an angel before him, sweaty and sticky with lust and arousal. She was insatiable and Steve needed her now.  

He slowly entered her, she winced a little in pain and Steve began to pull back. She looked up and him and urged him to go on. Little by little, he filled her out. He stayed in her, not wanting to move and hurt her. She nodded her head and urged him to move. It was indescribable, the pleasure the skinny boy above the beautiful woman was sending him over the edge. Steve was expected to release quickly, but he was determined to have his love finish first.  

“C’mon my love, give me another one.” His thrush we’re at a steady pace now and she was a mess. Hair sticking to the bedsheets and hands gripping her lovers shoulders. She wanted move, but they would both have to wait to delve into new territory.  

“You feel so good. Please don’t stop.” He back arched and Steve almost fell over the edge.  

“One more my love and I’ll come with you. One more.” On command she came and Steve followed suit. Both lovers were a panting, sweaty mess.  

Steve eases his soft shaft out of her and she whined at the loss of fullness. He quickly removed the rubber and tossed it in the waste bin near his bed. He laid down next to his beloved and wrapped his arms around her.  

“Till next time my love.” She turned her head and kiss Steve.  

“Till next time.” He kissed her back, deeply and full of love.  

**End Flashback** 

“Holy shit.” Bucky was bug eyed.  

“And you really thought I was lying to ya.” The old man from the bed smirked.  

“I can’t believe it.”  

“I knew you wouldn’t.” Steve chuckled.  

“Well I’ll be damned. Steve Rogers was a scoundrel.” Bucky shook his head still in disbelief.  

“So whatever happened between you two? You both just jumped into it right away?” The metal armed soldier was curious now.  

“That’s another story for another day, Buck. You’d be surprised how much we did before that day.” Bucky paused for a moment.  

“How much you what?!”  

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