[ Bucky rolled onto his side, and Steve knew exactly what he was trying to do, so in tune with his best friend that he explored all of him in a heartbeat, wet nose pressing against his fur, sniffing and breathing him in, catching his scent and remembering it with a hunger that curled in his gut.
He remembered the flare of desire, the slow burn of want that pressed against his consciousness, and he growled, soft and low when he heard his Bucky's words, the question he asked of him again. How could Steve say no, when this was everything he had ever wanted ever since they met each other again? His heart was Bucky's, and so was his mind and his soul -- and as he pressed his nose against his furry chest, even the sheath where he knew his cock would slip out, reveling in the show of submission and acceptance. ]
Of course. Of course. I've always wanted to be yours, Bucky. You make me feel so wild and so at peace all at once. I can never dream of not being by your side.
[ He made a soft noise, licking at the skin of his stomach, teasing and playing with him. ] Be mine. Let me have you.
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He remembered the flare of desire, the slow burn of want that pressed against his consciousness, and he growled, soft and low when he heard his Bucky's words, the question he asked of him again. How could Steve say no, when this was everything he had ever wanted ever since they met each other again? His heart was Bucky's, and so was his mind and his soul -- and as he pressed his nose against his furry chest, even the sheath where he knew his cock would slip out, reveling in the show of submission and acceptance. ]
Of course. Of course. I've always wanted to be yours, Bucky. You make me feel so wild and so at peace all at once. I can never dream of not being by your side.
[ He made a soft noise, licking at the skin of his stomach, teasing and playing with him. ] Be mine. Let me have you.