[ Steve's grip tightened on him, muscles bulging -- they were more than evenly matched now, and he knew that Bucky had grown to like being pinned down, provided for and fought against. He loved it, enjoyed the colours that came to life, the way he gripped him so tightly, so greedily that it took his breath away.
And there, right there -- right when his lover was squirming under him, far too beautiful and magnificently alluring for his own good, the start of a familiar, beloved half-trill, something broken, something thin, but it was better than nothing. ]
You're close, baby. [ Steve said quietly, when he pounded into him, drawn to the fluttering of those exquisite fins, drowning in the way Bucky was so captivating even now. He snapped his teeth right back, much blunter, but pleased.
He enjoyed the show, and ground his hips to reward him, pushing in a second finger as it rubbed up against his smooth insides. ] Look at you, you're so beautiful. You'd make everyone want to take you. Mate you.
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And there, right there -- right when his lover was squirming under him, far too beautiful and magnificently alluring for his own good, the start of a familiar, beloved half-trill, something broken, something thin, but it was better than nothing. ]
You're close, baby. [ Steve said quietly, when he pounded into him, drawn to the fluttering of those exquisite fins, drowning in the way Bucky was so captivating even now. He snapped his teeth right back, much blunter, but pleased.
He enjoyed the show, and ground his hips to reward him, pushing in a second finger as it rubbed up against his smooth insides. ] Look at you, you're so beautiful. You'd make everyone want to take you. Mate you.