[ He wanted so badly to be in open water again, he wanted to be so deep inside his mate with nothing but sea all around them, when they were free and Bucky danced and sang and trilled with joy that would fill his ears, his heart even as Steve filled him.
But they would make do for now, re-establishing the age-old connection that leapt to life between them, the closeness that they had together, the love that burned so strongly. He kissed him, again and again, safe in the curl of Bucky's tail and the song of his passion.
He ached for him, desperate to bury himself inside the welcoming sweetness of Bucky's sheath, and he mated him like a male would his female, thrusting with an animalistic passion, firm and not gentle -- they didn't need gentle, not this time, and his hands stroked over where he was parted around him, rubbing the sensitive scales, the slit that held him inside. ] Always.
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But they would make do for now, re-establishing the age-old connection that leapt to life between them, the closeness that they had together, the love that burned so strongly. He kissed him, again and again, safe in the curl of Bucky's tail and the song of his passion.
He ached for him, desperate to bury himself inside the welcoming sweetness of Bucky's sheath, and he mated him like a male would his female, thrusting with an animalistic passion, firm and not gentle -- they didn't need gentle, not this time, and his hands stroked over where he was parted around him, rubbing the sensitive scales, the slit that held him inside. ] Always.