[ Steve traced fingers down his spine, reveling in the feel of his lover pressed so intimately against him, so pliant and yielding that it made him thrill for more. In the glow of the fire Bucky was practically resplendent, and he leaned into his touch before he leaned forward to kiss him again, pressing him back against the bed.
There were no expectations, only the presence of each other, the simplicity of their feelings, and he shifted so that he was above him, straddling Bucky's waist as his fingers reached down to brush over the dark nest of curls, running through it to lightly stroke his cock.
Of course Bucky was fully awake, he was pressing so nicely against Steve's thigh. ] Does it? I've already lost my clothes now and there's nothing combat-like about this.
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There were no expectations, only the presence of each other, the simplicity of their feelings, and he shifted so that he was above him, straddling Bucky's waist as his fingers reached down to brush over the dark nest of curls, running through it to lightly stroke his cock.
Of course Bucky was fully awake, he was pressing so nicely against Steve's thigh. ] Does it? I've already lost my clothes now and there's nothing combat-like about this.