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Sergeant James "Bucky" Barnes ([personal profile] nonfrangible) wrote in [community profile] spaces_between2015-03-16 07:46 am

This isn't the Little Mermaid

Who: James "Bucky" Barnes & Steve Rogers
When: Various
What: Mermaid AU - Bucky is a mermaid, an apex predator with a curiosity of humans and grows fond of Steve Rogers.
Warnings: Gore, killing for the purpose of feeding, Steve getting into trouble.

Starters inside.
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[personal profile] 163 2015-04-27 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
She's got our genes. She'll fight if she needs to.

[ And Steve believed in that -- their girl could grow up to be perfectly healthy, and maybe she wouldn't, but whatever it was, Steve would happily devote everything he had to her, no matter what Bucky said. He would even protect her from him, too, if it came right down to it, because that was what being human was.

He kissed his belly again, reaching down to spread his thighs and lay kisses against the inside of them, too. ]
She'll do us proud, you know. Imagine what a child with both our traits can do.
disassembling: (WS - Cold behind these eyes)

[personal profile] disassembling 2015-04-27 03:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm counting on it. She will fight, and she will survive.

[There was the strength of conviction in Steve's voice, and it sent a thrill through him as it always did. That was the tone and words that inspired men to walk into war knowing very well that they could die. It always attracted him to Steve's side, even when his friend was small.

He lounged on the bed, moaning at the kisses and stroking his metal fingers through Steve's hair.]
A troublesome, vicious child who picks fights and wins at any age.
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[personal profile] 163 2015-04-28 02:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Steve smiled, before he shifted to take his cock in his mouth, gently, delicately suckling at him. He adored him, loved the way he felt so heavy on his tongue, and he murmured quietly between his alternate sucking and licking. ]

I'm happy you're with me. [ Bucky was a blessing in every way that counted -- what would his life have been like without him? ]
disassembling: (WS - Painted & muzzled)

[personal profile] disassembling 2015-04-28 02:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[He let out a soft 'ah' when the welcomed warmth of Steve's mouth enveloped him, and his fingers clutched at his mate's hair as he squirmed slightly on the bed. His hips rose slightly towards the sucking, eyes half-closing in the process.]

You make me happy. I had forgotten what that was like, but you brought it back to me. [He had stopped living until Steve had freed him from HYDRA.]
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[personal profile] 163 2015-05-01 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ Steve smiled at that, heartened by those words before he sucked harder, drawing him out and fondling his balls, so heavy with unspent seed. He was glad they were going to be parents, and the thought of Bucky carrying his child inside of him filled him with a fierce, possessive joy, and he spread his legs further, hands pinning him down. ]
disassembling: (WS - Take a deep breath)

[personal profile] disassembling 2015-05-03 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[His hips thrust towards Steve's mouth but his legs parted wider to present himself more for the fondling. It felt good, and his chest rumbled with pleasured sound as his fingers cupped the back of his mate's head. The pin was unnecessary but thrilling as his blue eyes stared down at Steve between his legs.]
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[personal profile] 163 2015-05-03 06:24 am (UTC)(link)
[ Steve continued to suck his cock like he was born for it, and he opened his mouth a little wider, letting Bucky slide down his throat completely, his thick, heavy cock filling him up as his head bobbed up and down. It was sinfully erotic in so many ways, and he ached for him, quietly worshiping. ]
disassembling: (WS - Mission objective identified)

[personal profile] disassembling 2015-05-03 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Nngghh...! [He arched, thrusting his hips towards Steve's mouth as pleasure overwhelmed him, and his flesh fingers gripping onto his mate's hair while the other stroked his own belly instinctively. He thrust with a desperation, wanting this so much that he strained to contain his own strength, forcing his muscles to bulge but not relent.]