[ Steve's hand came to rub gently over Bucky's scales, his leg, intimate as a lover and a partner would, affectionate and loving. He was studying his mate while their baby made little gurgling noises, rubbing happily against Bucky's forehead as his tail dissipated into chubby legs. James giggled when he felt Bucky's finger run down them, instinctively kicking out before he paused, staring down at it.
Steve pulled Bucky near, pressing against his pelvis as he looked down in wonder at their baby's legs, and James involuntarily kicked, learning how to control them, fumbling and trying. ]
Or maybe we should consider homeschooling. Where the syllabus does not involve eating the neighbor.
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Steve pulled Bucky near, pressing against his pelvis as he looked down in wonder at their baby's legs, and James involuntarily kicked, learning how to control them, fumbling and trying. ]
Or maybe we should consider homeschooling. Where the syllabus does not involve eating the neighbor.