[ Steve laughs softly, breathily against his lover's mouth -- he knows Bucky's mixing things up again, throwing out lovely words and sinful promises that make him tingle right to his toes. It's almost as if they were young again, when all they had were each other and nothing else mattered.
He listens to that soft, sweet tune, charmed by Bucky's nature as he gasps and groans softly, growing so hard that he would probably do as Bucky's predicted before long. He's so beautiful like this, when he's taken by lust and it's all Steve can do not to be overwhelmed by him.
He presses up against his beloved, meeting him halfway, strength for strength and thrust for thrust, so turned on that he shifts himself, gently pushing Bucky's fingers away, angling so that he can, in one swift, almost-vicious move, thrust fully up inside his Bucky's waiting heat, sheathing himself in his lover's body as if he's always belonged.
He growls softly, admiring the way he undulates and squirms against him. He grips him harder, leaning up to kiss him fiercely, possessively, smiling against his lips. His free hand slips down to squeeze his ass, making it clear just who Bucky belongs to. ] Do you want another, Buck? I think I'm addicted to you.
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He listens to that soft, sweet tune, charmed by Bucky's nature as he gasps and groans softly, growing so hard that he would probably do as Bucky's predicted before long. He's so beautiful like this, when he's taken by lust and it's all Steve can do not to be overwhelmed by him.
He presses up against his beloved, meeting him halfway, strength for strength and thrust for thrust, so turned on that he shifts himself, gently pushing Bucky's fingers away, angling so that he can, in one swift, almost-vicious move, thrust fully up inside his Bucky's waiting heat, sheathing himself in his lover's body as if he's always belonged.
He growls softly, admiring the way he undulates and squirms against him. He grips him harder, leaning up to kiss him fiercely, possessively, smiling against his lips. His free hand slips down to squeeze his ass, making it clear just who Bucky belongs to. ] Do you want another, Buck? I think I'm addicted to you.