I have to. [Whined and growled. He needed something in him. He needed more and to make sure that he could take more. He clenched around his fingers which were so deep inside of himself he was all the way to the third-knuckle of both, slick and loose and wet enough that they moved easy. A good thing, because two fingers were one thing and the significant mass of Bucky's thick length was another entirely. Nerves kept trying to edge in on taking all of that, only to be drowned out by the need to have it and to do anything that he could to get it.
Steve shuddered, turning in towards the line of his alpha's shoulder as Bucky nosed into his hair -- each sucking inhale loud and greedy in his ear. The drag of his nails came with pain and cool relief against the way his skin his burning up. How they both were. All you'd need to do to light a match was touch it to the line of Bucky's spine -- he'd put five dollars down the certainty of it. And honestly, Bucky didn't have to work anymore if he just wanted him to show up every time Steve closed his eyes. He shut them at some point already and he saw him: bright, edged with the thin thread of self-control which was keeping him leashed back. They weren't moving like humans anymore. There was something too sharp and pushing in the way their skin moved over muscle. They didn't sound quite human anymore either.
Steve's cheeks may have warmed over a second time over at the right filth Bucky growled into his ear but he needed that as much as he needed all of him. He pulled his hand free, careless of the slick covering his fingers as he grabbed Bucky's face to turn it back to his own -- maybe, actually, a little gleeful in smearing the mess of it on Bucky's cheek. He wouldn't be able to see anyone else but everyone else would be able to scent it a mile away. Mine, promised just as viciously. He kissed him again, easing back onto the bed with his legs spreading to make room for Bucky between them.]
Sounds -- like a promise. You swear, Buck? [Steve broke away from the kiss to arch and squirm, trying to push up mattress more for room, gasping when his cock brushed up against Bucky in the process.] You're gonna stay the whole time?
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Steve shuddered, turning in towards the line of his alpha's shoulder as Bucky nosed into his hair -- each sucking inhale loud and greedy in his ear. The drag of his nails came with pain and cool relief against the way his skin his burning up. How they both were. All you'd need to do to light a match was touch it to the line of Bucky's spine -- he'd put five dollars down the certainty of it. And honestly, Bucky didn't have to work anymore if he just wanted him to show up every time Steve closed his eyes. He shut them at some point already and he saw him: bright, edged with the thin thread of self-control which was keeping him leashed back. They weren't moving like humans anymore. There was something too sharp and pushing in the way their skin moved over muscle. They didn't sound quite human anymore either.
Steve's cheeks may have warmed over a second time over at the right filth Bucky growled into his ear but he needed that as much as he needed all of him. He pulled his hand free, careless of the slick covering his fingers as he grabbed Bucky's face to turn it back to his own -- maybe, actually, a little gleeful in smearing the mess of it on Bucky's cheek. He wouldn't be able to see anyone else but everyone else would be able to scent it a mile away. Mine, promised just as viciously. He kissed him again, easing back onto the bed with his legs spreading to make room for Bucky between them.]
Sounds -- like a promise. You swear, Buck? [Steve broke away from the kiss to arch and squirm, trying to push up mattress more for room, gasping when his cock brushed up against Bucky in the process.] You're gonna stay the whole time?