[That possessiveness was so easy to grasp onto, since he couldn't remember having anything of his own before Steve. Everything felt right when they promised such things to each other, an ownership that had nothing to do with weapons or missions or kills.
The tide washed over him at the same time it seemed to do so for Steve, as he felt warmth flood inside of him at the same time that his erection spattered warm seed across his belly and Steve's. The intensity of the warmth and emotion was no different than last time, but it seemed somehow easier to cope with. He could keep his eyes open and gasp in pleasure, feel each glide of Steve's thrusts pushing that seed deeper.
That too felt right and warm and good.
He kissed with far less vicious intentions, working his lips lazily over Steve's but allowing his mate more control over the gesture as his metal hand released his fading erection to stroke up the semen covering Steve's belly.]
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The tide washed over him at the same time it seemed to do so for Steve, as he felt warmth flood inside of him at the same time that his erection spattered warm seed across his belly and Steve's. The intensity of the warmth and emotion was no different than last time, but it seemed somehow easier to cope with. He could keep his eyes open and gasp in pleasure, feel each glide of Steve's thrusts pushing that seed deeper.
That too felt right and warm and good.
He kissed with far less vicious intentions, working his lips lazily over Steve's but allowing his mate more control over the gesture as his metal hand released his fading erection to stroke up the semen covering Steve's belly.]