No. [ Steve gasps, rough and raw, numb with pleasure and overwhelmed with all of it -- he's aching in all the best places, trembling and struggling to be upright, to return what Bucky's given to him.
He pulses around his fingers, clenching tight, eager to have more of him as he pushes back his hips, submitting to Bucky's gentle, firm strength. He can kill him like this, and Steve wouldn't fight back -- he's trusting, open and loving, and he cries out softly, melting under the stimulation.
He's so turned on it hurts, and he's shaking beneath him, clenching the sheets, fingers almost tearing into the cloth. ] No, don't stop. I don't want you to --
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He pulses around his fingers, clenching tight, eager to have more of him as he pushes back his hips, submitting to Bucky's gentle, firm strength. He can kill him like this, and Steve wouldn't fight back -- he's trusting, open and loving, and he cries out softly, melting under the stimulation.
He's so turned on it hurts, and he's shaking beneath him, clenching the sheets, fingers almost tearing into the cloth. ] No, don't stop. I don't want you to --