[ Steve had no choice but to follow -- although it wasn't like he was intending to do anything else anyway. Bucky guided him down the hallway, and he didn't resist, happy to let his mate lead. He was hard, dripping in his hand, shameless and troublesome, and ever in love with Bucky and the way his body felt against his.
It was an addiction, really, the way he was so drawn to him, smitten, and he really didn't mind letting Bucky win because really, there were more important things to think about than that.
He smiled, his fingers drifting over where Bucky's were wrapped around his cock. ] You really love your nest.
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It was an addiction, really, the way he was so drawn to him, smitten, and he really didn't mind letting Bucky win because really, there were more important things to think about than that.
He smiled, his fingers drifting over where Bucky's were wrapped around his cock. ] You really love your nest.