This isn't the Little Mermaid

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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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[ Steve was laughing gently when his Bucky set him down, pushing him away a little so that he could take his clothes off. He was far more awkward about it than Bucky could be, too-thin limbs, gangly and -- well, not the way a sixteen year old should look in this day and age.

He set the clothes aside neatly, hid it in a nook where no one else would find, because he definitely wasn't going to walk home naked. He'd seen Bucky entirely naked, and the fact that he liked it was evident in the way his cock was half-hard now, bouncing gently as he folded his clothes, Steve awkwardly cupping his hands over it, cheeks flushing in embarrassment. ]

Is the water going to be cold?

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[Nudity was something very curious to him, not his own but others. He watched Steve lose clothing with a keen curious and very innocent interest. He peered at the other boy, following Steve on longer muscular legs. He didn't crowd, but he was examining all that the other boy was and sniffing at Steve.

There was no judgement on Steve's frailty, just interest. He noted the way that Steve covered himself, but he didn't understand it. He certainly laid himself bare without a care in the world for it; he was naked all the time in the sea after all.]

It will be cooler than the air we're standing in. [He slowly reached out and grasped Steve's wrists, tugging them gently.] Let me see you.

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[ It was on the tip of Steve's tongue to refuse -- but this, this would be someone who was dedicated to him, someone Steve loved with all his young, reckless heart, and he could never quite say no to his merman when he asked that way.

Exhaling, he allowed Bucky to tug his hands free, to expose himself to him fully, biting back the sudden shyness, and wondering if Bucky would find him lacking, after all.

He looked back at him, searching, wondering. ] Is this okay?

[ Is he acceptable? ]

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[He butted his nose against Steve's cheek, encouraging as he slowly removed the other boy's hands away and set them at Steve's sides. He looked down the entire length of the other, eyes drinking it in and finding Steve disproportionate when it came between the legs. The boy was large, half-erect and flushed.

He noted that when excited, humans produced more colour too, though not nearly as many or as pretty as a mating pair of mer-people.

He made a throaty little trill at the question, butting his nose and nipping the side of Steve's jaw.] You are perfect in every way. Do you find yourself unsatisfactory?

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[ Oh, Steve liked that noise. He loved that little trilling noise Bucky always made when he was pleased and amused, and he tugged him close without thinking, an arm around the bigger boy's waist to press himself flush, to share the heat of their bodies in shy intimacy. ]

A little. I could be bigger. Stronger. [ He laughed softly at the nips, gently poking him in the ribs and taking comfort in the fact that Bucky found him worth loving. ] You're perfect to me, too.

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[He stepped in when Steve's arm found its way around his waist, not shy nor ashamed of pressing their bodies together. Mermaids and mermen rubbed scales for affection and as greeting after all. This wasn't any sort of absurd motion of their bodies despite not having scales.

He tilted his head at the words, not finding Steve lacking in size at all, perhaps a little in muscle mass which could be built up.] You could, or you could just be you and enjoy yourself as I enjoy you.

[At the compliment, he undulated his body against Steve's as if showing off and not caring that he trapped Steve's length against his thighs.] Of course I am. I'm perfect in every way.

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[ Steve groaned, desire almost making his knees buckle when his mischievous little lover and best friend undulated so beautifully, so sleekly against him, rubbing up against his erection and sending bursts of pleasure down his spine.

He rubbed back, enjoying the view, and his hands came to rest over his ass, keeping him close as his cheeks flushed, warm and aroused. ]

Mmm -- Bucky. That feels really good. You really are perfect in every way. Naughty, too.

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[His arms snapped out to curl around Steve's shoulders and waist, holding the other boy up when it seemed that something was wrong. His head tilted further at the curious sensation of Steve rubbing on his thighs, and he shifted on in to rub back.]

Does it? You're all flushed. How am I naughty?

[That wasn't a word he had a definition for, but his interest for this very curious motion of hips drew his attention. His skin began to flush, and if he had scales, they would be itching again.]

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You keep doing that --

[ Undulating, charming, drawing Steve so hopelessly to him without even trying. Steve would despair, if he hadn't adored Bucky so much. He felt caught, secure and safe in the other boy's arms even if he would never admit it, gasping when Bucky rubbed back, sleep and velvet-hot and he's so hard he's pressing into Bucky's abdomen, insistent and thick. ]

I -- we can't do this here.

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We can't touch here?

[They had been touching before, and this was all very curious and exciting for him! It was similar to smelling blood in the water, a reaction that he fought to control here as Steve was pressing in on him, and he tightened his grip until he could pick Steve up and twirl them in a circle like he had seen in the sea sometimes when...

...oh, were they doing that?]

Yes, yes, you're right. We have to be in the sea for that.

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[ Yes. Yes, they were doing that.

Steve smiled, embarrassed, before he took his hand, taking in the sight of Bucky's cock, so lovely and proud, jutting from between his thighs. ]

It's what we do in private on land. We can only do that in secret; if anyone sees, we'll be punished. They'll take you away from me.

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[James frowned at the sheer notion that they would be separated for rubbing skin together. That was such a backwards, absurd concept that he bared his teeth and shook his head as if he had the power to deny such logic.

He slipped his free hand between them, taking their erections in hand and stroking them both, surprised by how good it felt. How could anyone deny them this?]

No, nothing can take me away from you. I will eat them and take you back.

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[ Steve gasped, so hopelessly turned on that it almost hurt, and it was all he could do to thrust into his hand, already leaking sticky pre-cum, smeared all over Bucky's claws.

He pressed closer, shuddering as another little pulse of pre-cum spurted. ] Promise. Bucky, I -- want to do something with you.

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[Steve's reaction was both curious and arousing in a way he hadn't experienced before. He watched, standing close and protective as his hand moved over them both, the warm spreading in his body and causing his eyes to flutter.

Warmth that was not water came from Steve, and it was all he could do not to lift his hand away to taste it.] What is it? This is very nice...

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[ Steve paused for a moment, carefully looking around. No one came in here, not at this time -- they were all afraid, and not even the bravest boys would take the risk of getting hurt.

So he gently extricated himself from him, watching the way Bucky stared down at the fluids in his claws. He had better planned, and before long Steve was awkwardly on his knees before him, his mouth gently pressed against the head of Bucky's cock. ]

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[He growled a low warning sound when Steve stepped away from him, not pleased by it but letting the other boy go reluctantly. He blinked when Steve knelt, a clearly submissive position for humans as far as he could tell.

Curiosity overrode sense, and he inhaled sharply at the strangely wonderful sensation of Steve's lips on him. His hips bucked forward automatically, a little confused musical sound leaving his throat.]

Is this... is this how human's mate?

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Not really. It's for... pleasure.

[ Steve wasn't much of an expert on it, but this wasn't mating in the conventional sense of the word, right? Steve smiled when he heard that sweetly alluring little musical note, and decided that he wanted more, because he was parting soft red lips around it, taking the head of Bucky's cock into his mouth.

He was very careful, very aware of Bucky's reaction -- he didn't want him to panic or be overwhelmed, and he wanted to know just how much he was loved. ]

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For pleasure?

[Ah, so like how it felt when he sunned himself on a rock? Or he licked hot clotting blood off of his fingers? Or...

Oh!

He shuddered and made a shocked sound when Steve's hot little mouth around him, and his caused his hips to thrust forward in response. He was warm all over, concentrated where he was in wet heat, and he goggled down at Steve, blinking his eyes rapidly.]

Ah...! I'm mating your mouth!

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I want you to.

[ The words were almost inaudible, especially when Steve started to suck him gently and talk at the same time. He liked this, he liked that he was doing this to Bucky; he fought not to choke when he took his magnificently thick cock deeper into him, trying to accommodate, and he was only halfway when his small fingers came up to play with his balls, rubbing tentatively at the heavy sacs. ]

Do you like it?

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[His world, which was so wide open and full of freedom, narrowed to this single space, this boy on his knees, the smell of blood and death and the sea heavy in his nose, the cold cement under his feet. This... this was his world, and this boy was doing things to him that he had never imagined.

His fingers lifted and found purchase in Steve's hair, clinging to the other boy's head as musical trills were drawn from his throat when he could found no coherent words. His blue eyes were impossibly wide, and his hips rolled forward gently, slightly confused but eager to help, and his mouth hung open to let out those sounds.]

...more. [Ah, manners were important, Steve told him.] ...please more...

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[ And Bucky was so stunningly beautiful like this when he took his pleasure, when Steve gave it to him -- right there where the world came down to just them both.

He pressed into Bucky's grip boldly, because Steve was nothing if not aggressive, and he made a soft, choking noise -- not too quickly, Buck. Slowly. Slowly. His tongue laved at his shaft, traced over the underside of it, the rounded head pressed, now, against the back of his throat, lips red when stretched around the base of his cock. ]

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[He responded to Steve, to the other boy's touches and noises. He slowed, biting back his eagerness to feel more of this hot pleasure on his body, reigning himself in and finding that there was so much pleasure looking down at Steve knelt at his feet. Young and reckless they were, and it suddenly didn't matter.

He tilted his head back on his neck, mindful that there were humans that could hear, but he issued a soft song of pleasure for Steve's ears alone. His hips rolled forward gently, fingers exploring and smoothing on Steve's hair as his pleasure rose fast like the tide on a full moon.

He shifted on his feet, uncertain but unwilling to break away. It felt so good!]

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[ And with that sweet melody, Steve was more than taken in. He was captivated, decided that he would never get tired of having him sing his pleasure sweetly, just for his ears.

In fact, it only encouraged him, because when Bucky hesitated, Steve whined and pressed forward, letting his cock slip down his thin throat, tightening hard all around him, hot and soft and firm -- he wanted all of Bucky's pleasure, he wanted to taste him, and when his deft, mischievous fingers moved to press between the cheeks of his ass, what Steve wanted was obvious enough.

He wanted Bucky's first ejaculate to be his, every hot, sticky drop down his throat. ]

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[His throat worked on the soft tune, paltry and plain compared to what he could make in the sea. It was enough to express his pleasure better than attempts at human grunting and moaning. He was a creature of the sea, and he would make the appropriate noises for it despite being on land.

Yet, the song rose in octaves when Steve was suddenly swallowing him, and there was a moment of panic that the other boy was going to consume him! Then the tide struck him so fast, he hadn't the chance to pull away. Instead, he was orgasming with a shocked little high-pitched trill.

His hips pressed forward, his fingers tightening and his vision saw only bright lights as he gasped for air.] ...Steve...

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[ Steve didn't hesitate, and held him tight when he felt the first few spurts of come flood him, musky and bitter-salty and delicious, he swallowed around his cock over and over -- reveling in the crescendo of Bucky's song.

It would be seared in his memory, the way his lover sang, so sweet and so pure, the notes lilting in the cool evening where Steve was on his knees, swallowing every drop of thick, hot seed.

He nuzzled against him before he pulled away slowly, a trickle of come leaking from the side of his mouth. He coughed, and smiled up at him, breath catching at the sight of Bucky's face. ] Was that your first time?