[ Steve laughs when Bucky so boldly reaches for him, and it's delightful to feel that hand fondling his cock again, warm and so very welcome. His Bucky is a devil in the sack, and it's just as well that Bucky's insatiable, too -- he can't imagine not having this kind of response whenever Steve reaches for him.
He makes a note to re-fold the laundry later, pushing Bucky back towards the edge of the couch as he kisses him again and again, a hand splaying over his gently swelling stomach, his heart skipping at the beat at the knowledge that life is growing inside of his Bucky, and he's responsible for it. Making a soft noise of approval, he tugs Bucky's shirt off and away, pushing down his trousers to get him nice and naked under him, humming softly as he wiggles out of his own pants and kicks it aside. ]
I love the way you talk. [ He growls softly. ] Gonna mark you up, baby. Pound into you so hard you'll have to crawl back to bed.
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He makes a note to re-fold the laundry later, pushing Bucky back towards the edge of the couch as he kisses him again and again, a hand splaying over his gently swelling stomach, his heart skipping at the beat at the knowledge that life is growing inside of his Bucky, and he's responsible for it. Making a soft noise of approval, he tugs Bucky's shirt off and away, pushing down his trousers to get him nice and naked under him, humming softly as he wiggles out of his own pants and kicks it aside. ]
I love the way you talk. [ He growls softly. ] Gonna mark you up, baby. Pound into you so hard you'll have to crawl back to bed.