[ Bucky's promise was intoxicating, incredible, and Steve felt warm inside when he heard those words, and the way those claws gripped his throat. There had been a flicker of apprehension, but it was gone just as quickly when he realized that somehow his gesture had roused a ferocious possessiveness that he was happy being the subject of.
It made things more equal, especially since Bucky belonged to Steve -- and he would fight anyone to protect him, no matter what the odds were. Bucky was his gift, the one thing that made everything worth fighting for, the one person who had never doubted him; had seen him for who he was and loved him anyway.
Bucky was important, loved, and he had barely recovered from the delightfully wonderful sight of him swallowing his cum, moaning and drinking every sinful little drop when he whimpered, low and soft, overstimulated and trembling with pleasure. ]
And so will I. You're mine, too. And no one's taking you away from me. Not even the sea.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
no subject
It made things more equal, especially since Bucky belonged to Steve -- and he would fight anyone to protect him, no matter what the odds were. Bucky was his gift, the one thing that made everything worth fighting for, the one person who had never doubted him; had seen him for who he was and loved him anyway.
Bucky was important, loved, and he had barely recovered from the delightfully wonderful sight of him swallowing his cum, moaning and drinking every sinful little drop when he whimpered, low and soft, overstimulated and trembling with pleasure. ]
And so will I. You're mine, too. And no one's taking you away from me. Not even the sea.