[ Two odd peas in a pod, indeed, so unlike what most of the others of their kind were. Steve gasped, keening softly, willingly as he tugged him near, settling into his arms when he was picked up. He would have protested this under normal circumstances -- he hated being coddled, and Bucky had always been good about not doing that.
But these weren't normal circumstances, not by a long shot. They had shared something intimate together, and Steve could still taste Bucky's seed in his mouth, on his tongue, swallowed into his belly. He clung on tight when the burst of cold water made him instinctively tense. Steve had been taught to swim by Bucky, but the first shock of the cold had always gotten to him.
He grinned back at him, arms still around his neck when they broke the surface, and he had to spit out the water he'd accidentally swallowed. ] I want to share everything with you.
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But these weren't normal circumstances, not by a long shot. They had shared something intimate together, and Steve could still taste Bucky's seed in his mouth, on his tongue, swallowed into his belly. He clung on tight when the burst of cold water made him instinctively tense. Steve had been taught to swim by Bucky, but the first shock of the cold had always gotten to him.
He grinned back at him, arms still around his neck when they broke the surface, and he had to spit out the water he'd accidentally swallowed. ] I want to share everything with you.