[ Steve invites quietly, playfully, a spark of mischief in his eyes. It's as if they're young again, enjoying each other with hardly a care in the world, as if their most precious creation isn't asleep in a bundle away from them.
But this, too, is joy. Steve is half-hard, snugly tucked against Bucky's thigh, rubbing up against him with a soft sigh, and he leans up to scrape his teeth over his mate's throat, possessive and claiming the way he submits to him, enjoying every moment.
His hand comes to rest on Bucky's belly, taut and firm now that it isn't swollen with child, and he rubs against it lightly, lovingly. ] I want to be inside you again and again. Fill you up, make you squirm above me.
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[ Steve invites quietly, playfully, a spark of mischief in his eyes. It's as if they're young again, enjoying each other with hardly a care in the world, as if their most precious creation isn't asleep in a bundle away from them.
But this, too, is joy. Steve is half-hard, snugly tucked against Bucky's thigh, rubbing up against him with a soft sigh, and he leans up to scrape his teeth over his mate's throat, possessive and claiming the way he submits to him, enjoying every moment.
His hand comes to rest on Bucky's belly, taut and firm now that it isn't swollen with child, and he rubs against it lightly, lovingly. ] I want to be inside you again and again. Fill you up, make you squirm above me.