I'll always make it good for you. [ Bucky growls breathlessly, aching and burning for more of Steve, savoring the way he so easily dominates. They switch, so many times, but it always thrills him to know that Steve takes to both roles so beautifully. There are times when he just wants to let Steve push inside of him, to clench tight and undo his lover completely, teasing him into a loss of control they would both enjoy.
He presses close, similarly not wanting to be apart from him. He's whining softly, quietly, grinding back against him and reaching behind, grasping Steve's cock to ease it inside of him. He doesn't need preparing, not when Steve's come is still wet inside of him from a few hours ago.
With a soft groan, he kisses him back, pursuing the gorgeous line of his mouth without shame. ] Mmmm, Steve -- I'll be good. I'll be good for you.
You will. [ There's a hint of a growl in his voice now, when Bucky reaches back so shamelessly for him and presses his cock inside of him, needing it too badly to wait for it. He knows how much his lover wants it and he rolls his hips in a strong, forceful motion, sliding all the way inside, burying himself to the very hilt. ] You're going to be so good for me, Buck. Such a good little sheath for my cock.
[ His hips press hard to Bucky's ass, his thighs spread around Bucky's, his body covering his as he fucks into him, rutting him slow and deep, dirty and hard, grasping him by the throat to keep his head turned back to him; Steve noses at his cheek, pressing damp, hot kisses to his jaw, and then catches his mouth and pushes his tongue through his parted lips, kissing him slow and filthy. Bucky's clenched tight around him, still wet inside with lube and come and so hot and sweet that Steve could fuck him forever. Stay inside of him, rut him with long, deep, rocking thrusts and come in him over and over, until Bucky lay spent and exhausted against the sheets, his little hole abused and swollen and dripping with his seed. ]
[ Bucky wants more than anything to be a good sheath for him, to be a good partner, lover, to show Steve how much he loves him. He rocks back against his lover's body, passionate and demanding, gasping at how good Steve's cock feels pounding inside of him.
Steve is an incredible lover, just as passionate and ferocious, and he can't help trembling under the onslaught, nudging Steve to kiss him again, burning for more. He pulses around him, warm like a cunt and wet and ready, and he bites at Steve's lip, murmuring low and soft. He's addicted to this completely, but he doesn't care. Not when it's the man he's loved for all of his life. He's leaking into the sheets, unable to help himself, the impending orgasm coming much more quickly than he'd like. ]
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He presses close, similarly not wanting to be apart from him. He's whining softly, quietly, grinding back against him and reaching behind, grasping Steve's cock to ease it inside of him. He doesn't need preparing, not when Steve's come is still wet inside of him from a few hours ago.
With a soft groan, he kisses him back, pursuing the gorgeous line of his mouth without shame. ] Mmmm, Steve -- I'll be good. I'll be good for you.
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[ His hips press hard to Bucky's ass, his thighs spread around Bucky's, his body covering his as he fucks into him, rutting him slow and deep, dirty and hard, grasping him by the throat to keep his head turned back to him; Steve noses at his cheek, pressing damp, hot kisses to his jaw, and then catches his mouth and pushes his tongue through his parted lips, kissing him slow and filthy. Bucky's clenched tight around him, still wet inside with lube and come and so hot and sweet that Steve could fuck him forever. Stay inside of him, rut him with long, deep, rocking thrusts and come in him over and over, until Bucky lay spent and exhausted against the sheets, his little hole abused and swollen and dripping with his seed. ]
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Steve is an incredible lover, just as passionate and ferocious, and he can't help trembling under the onslaught, nudging Steve to kiss him again, burning for more. He pulses around him, warm like a cunt and wet and ready, and he bites at Steve's lip, murmuring low and soft. He's addicted to this completely, but he doesn't care. Not when it's the man he's loved for all of his life. He's leaking into the sheets, unable to help himself, the impending orgasm coming much more quickly than he'd like. ]
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