[ Bucky admits. He knows that Steve is still getting used to his own body, that the change hadn't been entirely for the better -- but he's right there with Steve, see? He's going to help him through it, to take care of him however he can. He's happier like this, too, even though it seems selfish and Bucky is guilty for it.
But right here like this, he's Steve's protector, his lover, and as he worships Steve's cock through the lovely lace, he groans, loving and soft. His tongue presses against the heavy shape of his balls, the swell of his cock, and he's playing with him, breathing in Steve's clean musk. He loves it, he thinks, before he reaches a hand between his legs and slides his fingers into his panties, rubbing against the bare crease of his ass and pushing a middle finger inside. ]
Don't worry, I'll catch you. I'll keep you standing.
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[ Bucky admits. He knows that Steve is still getting used to his own body, that the change hadn't been entirely for the better -- but he's right there with Steve, see? He's going to help him through it, to take care of him however he can. He's happier like this, too, even though it seems selfish and Bucky is guilty for it.
But right here like this, he's Steve's protector, his lover, and as he worships Steve's cock through the lovely lace, he groans, loving and soft. His tongue presses against the heavy shape of his balls, the swell of his cock, and he's playing with him, breathing in Steve's clean musk. He loves it, he thinks, before he reaches a hand between his legs and slides his fingers into his panties, rubbing against the bare crease of his ass and pushing a middle finger inside. ]
Don't worry, I'll catch you. I'll keep you standing.