[ He loves it when Bucky sings, when he coos at him and makes his pleasure known. He feels warm and loved and adored, and he shares this intimacy with his lover, pressing close to hold him tight, to keep him trapped against him. Bucky tends to get wild when he's in the throes of passion, and it's up to Steve to rein him in, to soothe that animalistic drive to rut and to fuck.
He rolls his hips and leans down to kiss him, thrusting up tight -- it only takes minutes before he comes inside of him with a low, aching groan, emptying his heavy balls into his lover's body, filling him with his seed. He keeps thrusting through spurt after spurt, shivering and gripping him bruisingly tight. ]
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He rolls his hips and leans down to kiss him, thrusting up tight -- it only takes minutes before he comes inside of him with a low, aching groan, emptying his heavy balls into his lover's body, filling him with his seed. He keeps thrusting through spurt after spurt, shivering and gripping him bruisingly tight. ]
Nngh -- Bucky.