spaces_between | This isn't the Little Mermaid

Like I promised.

[ Steve hummed, pulling out of him to drape beside Bucky, drawing him to his chest as he settled against the pillows, kissing his mouth briefly and carefully avoiding his sharp teeth. He smiled at the little joke, an arm draped around his waist, looking over the mess he'd left on Bucky. ]

I like that I made a mess out of you.

[He moaned at the loss of contact with Steve at his back, but his arms were already reaching out to gather up his mate as soon as Steve settled down. He shifted in and draped a leg over his mate and kissed more aggressively than necessary given how pleasant his body felt after all of this wonderful attention.

He glanced down and noted that he was very much a mess, both internally and externally.]

We are going to need to go back to the bath when we are finished. It is very messy business land-love.

I know.

[ Steve said quietly as he kissed him back, breathless and happy and entirely sated for the moment. There was no doubt that they'd go again, but for now he was pleased to simply enjoy his lover's body against his. ]

Do you like messy land-love business?

[He reached out to stroke his hands down Steve's cheeks, holding their lips together longer before his claws gently traced the column of his mate's neck and throat. He savoured the feel of Steve's strong pulse under his fingers, a sigh leaving him in response to its presence.]

As long as it's with you, I like anything we do. It's just... messy and sticky.

Mmmm.

[ Steve basked under Bucky's attentions for a few moments before he delicately extricated himself from him and sets to cleaning his lover up with his lips, his tongue, lapping up the drying semen and kissing his stomach, his abdomen.

He missed the way those claws felt against his skin, dangerous but so very tender, and so much like Bucky's love for him that he thought of it still, as he sucked and licked Bucky's cock clean. ]

Let me see if I can't fix that a little.

[He rolled onto his back and closed his eyes so that he wasn't watching Steve but feeling along his skin everything that was happening. The flick of tongue against his skin, the brush of Steve's hot breath, the tenderness that spoke volumes of how far his mate was willing to go for him.

His right hand was the only source of nails now, but he used them as he always had on his mate's skin, delicate and with care. His arm followed as Steve descended on his body, moaning and arching slightly with the path of that hot mouth.]

Hmpt, the water in the tub would be faster, but there you are... always taking the long and hard road.

Water in the tub means I don't get to taste you and me.

[ Steve smirked faintly at him, studying the way he enjoyed the attentions like a sleek, beautiful cat luxuriating under the attention. He would go to the ends of the earth and back for him, and he exhaled gently, thumb rubbing against the underside of his softened cock. ]

A fair point. We can go back after you finish cleaning me then.

[He would never say no to this kind of attention from Steve after all. No, he lounged and stroked his mate with his legs in a similar manner as he would have done with his tail. He still growled softly as Steve stimulated the spark of pleasure with those antics, and he curled a lip in vague threat.]

Always pushing.

I never back down from a challenge.

[ Steve said simply as he smiled, and he never stopped, continuing to rub his cock with an unhurried gentleness, not in a hurry to bring him to arousal again, simply to enjoy his lover's body. He leaned in to kiss his curled lip, fearless in the face of that threat.

His mate would not hurt him, not for anything in the world, and he knew it. ] Kiss me.

Hmpt, am I your new challenge or just your continued one?

[He lounged where he was, sighing and shifting comfortably with the continued touch, savouring the gentle caresses. He kept his lip curled even with Steve trying to kiss him, but his threat went no further than that.

He raised an eyebrow at the apparent demand and he nipped at Steve's lower lip carefully in reply before drawing it between his lips and sucking affectionately. He shifted a leg around his mate's body and moved to flip their positions.]

You're my mate, not a challenge to be overcome.

[ Steve told him simply, clarifying -- he knew that Bucky thought in certain definite, primal terms, but there weree times when he wanted to show him more, to let him know that love needn't be about dominance all the time.

Bucky took to it with relative grace so far, all things considered. He rolled over onto his back, easing his lover above him as he kissed him back, soft and sweet. ] I love you.

[He issued a soft pleased trill at the words, basking in them and rolling them over in his mind. How many had thought him nothing more than a weapon or a curious challenge to see just how far they could push before he acted out? How many had wanted to see just what he could do from a safe distance and tried to set up a situation to prompt him. Steve was always different, not always soft but different.

He straddled Steve's waist, legs spread wide still to balance himself on the bed so he could smooth his hands up his mate's bare chest and roll Steve's nipples between his fingers as they kissed.]

You just can't get enough saying that tonight, can you? You. Are. Mine.

I can never get enough of saying it to you at all. I want you to remember it.

[ Steve said firmly, leaning up into his touch with a soft gasp. He enjoyed everything that Bucky was doing to him, and knew that he would give his life for him -- the same way Bucky had done. They were together at last, and it was all he could ever hope for.

He sighed softly, catching a hold of Bucky's hand, guiding it down to his cock, already thickening underneath his lover. ]

Unless HYDRA finds me, there is no way that I can forget.

[He arched his chest, circling his fingers around the nubs of flesh and watching Steve with half-lidded eyes. Something reached him from Steve's gaze, and he found the corner of his lip tugging upwards in a faint smile. He was relearning.

He shifted backwards on Steve's thighs a little and his metal fingers curling around the his mate's cock and stroking to encourage it to full wakefulness again. Yet, he kept shifting down, sliding his legs between Steve's as he came to nestle between them and flicked his tongue against the swell of his mate's hip.]

[ He was relearning, and Steve brightened -- it would never cease to amaze him, the way Bucky steadily became more and more of himself as the days passed, repairing himself even if there were many scars that would not heal.

His breath caught in his throat when Bucky shifted, when those warm metal fingers grasped his cock. He only arched his hips into them, thrusting with a gentle desire that was only just beginning to awaken. He could never deny his lover anything, even if there was a pleasant ache in his bones.

He swallowed hard, looking down at him, fingers moving to tangle in his hair as he cradled his head, curious at where he planned to be heading towards. ]

[He peered up the length of Steve's body, his hand still stroking his mate but his blue eyes intense and fixated on Steve's face. He tipped his head slightly with the press of fingers through his hair before turning his head just enough to blow cooler air across the hot flesh that he was currently stroking with his hand.]

Will you hunt down HYDRA with me, Steve? Have you ever sought revenge before?

[His mate was so determined but pure, untainted even after all that the blond had done. It was that perception that allowed him to get lost in the sight of Steve's body and those blue eyes that had no doubt so long ago captured him.]

I wanted to take them all down when you were lost to me.

[ Steve's eyes flashed, remembering his rage, his anger, his grief and the incredible, overwhelming loss of losing someone he loved more than life itself. It was difficult trying to focus, especially when Bucky decided to blow cool air against his cock.

It twitched, dripping with pre-cum, and he shuddered. ] I thought I did. Turns out, it wasn't enough. I'd hunt them down with you all over again.

You did not appear to survive long without me.

[He didn't give Steve a judgmental look, but his expression softened in the face of his own words. Such dedication was not entirely heard of outside of family groups, but Steve had always gone above and beyond for him, and he had tried to do the same for his mate. The fact that Steve had been lost to the ice soon after his apparent death was not lost on him.

He flicked his tongue to gather the beads of pre-cum into his mouth, hissing in appreciation of the taste.] Where there is belief, there is a need to fight. HYDRA is not so easily dispatched, especially not now.

I wanted to join you.

[ He admitted quietly, because sometimes the grief and longing for a lost beloved ran deeper than any desire for vengeance. He had finished what he wanted to do, he had saved his city, stopped HYDRA's agenda, and he had sunk into the cold, cold sea that was Bucky's home, and had hoped to be able to see him again.

He exhaled quietly, a sadness in his eyes as he arched against him, stroking his fingers in his hair to encourage him. More. He wanted more. ]

We're gonna take them down together, Buck. Brick by brick, we're gonna destroy all of them.

You went into the sea, a very cold sea.

[He wondered silently if some of his kind had been up there. Cold did not compromise them, but then again, no one had eaten Steve. His mate had awakened again, come back to him and here they were now. A part of him was pleased that Steve had gone to the sea rather than tried to return to the land.

He took Steve into his mouth carefully, bobbing his head down lower and lower each time as his blue eyes studied his mate. He hummed a pleased noise at the declaration but could do no more than that. No, he wanted to pleasure his mate now and not stop until he had Steve thrashing against the bed.]

But I'm back now.

[ Steve gasped, a noise of appreciation issuing from his lips as Bucky took him in, thrilling him when he hummed and the vibration practically made his balls ache. His hands came to tangle in his hair, cradling his head but not pushing, wanting his mate to move at his own pace.

He shivered, pressing up against him, insistent and demanding. ]

[His metal fingers, appropriately warmed, slipped between Steve's legs, cupping his mate's balls and using his thumb to stroke over them. His mouth continued and his eyes remained fixed on Steve's face, and he went slow to get used to doing this again. His teeth were a very real danger that he couldn't forget about, and he wondered how often they had done this as young foolish children.

He opened his jaws more but clamped his lips more, sucking through his cheeks as he bobbed faster and faster on Steve's length. It tasted wonderful, good enough to eat, but his mate was best whole and writhing on the bed before him.]

[ It didn't take long, especially not when Bucky was so damn good at what he was doing. It was erotic, delightful, and he couldn't help himself -- it was the thing about Bucky and his gifts, that he could always be reduced to a horny teenager in a heartbeat.

He trusted him completely, never had second thoughts about his teeth, and with a quiet gasp of a warning he came a heartbeat after, emptying his balls into his lover's mouth, thick ropes of sticky seed pulsing into his mouth, again and again.

Steve arched off the bed, sinking deep into his mouth as he clutched the sheets tightly. ]

[In his mind, Steve would never stop being a horny teenager. It was simply that his mate's body could keep up with the vigors of wanting to be opportunistic in that regard at every opportunity. Before they had had to stop, sleep and talk and eat for long periods to give Steve a break, but he didn't mind. This though was such a highlight, that strong unbreakable body falling into pleasure because of his mouth.

He rumbled in his chest when the thrusting stopped because his mouth was filling with Steve's seed, and he drank it down greedily. His metal hand stroked his mate's scrotum to encourage more as he bobbed his head with the flow. The arch was breath taking, causing him to stare before the moment was over and passed.

Slowly, he withdrew and licked Steve clean before nipping his mate's inner thigh hard enough to draw blood which he always licked and sucked on, his eyes never leaving the length of Steve's body.]

[ Steve winced when he felt those teeth sink into his thigh, especially where it was so sensitive, but it was Bucky's pleasure to take, and his fingers carded into his hair in response, cradling the back of his head with a tenderness reserved only for him.

He couldn't help himself, if you asked him -- Bucky was a drug to him, and now that he could keep up, there was so much lost time to make up for. Steve's pleasure sparked, more than happy to give him the blood that he took. His cock was heavy but softened, resting between his legs, and he gently drew him up, eyes dark with pleasure and need. ]

Come and kiss me.

This isn't the Little Mermaid

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