[ Bucky says, and he doesn't know whether he's saying it to Steve or himself. Maybe it's both -- he gleans comfort from the warmth of his lover's smaller body, too; assured of his presence, of the fact that he's still under his protection. Steve is far from a burden; even like this he is everything that Bucky needs, everything that he can ever hope to want.
He kisses his shoulder, his earlobe, his hands coming down to massage his ass, to gently reach around, sliding over his hip to stroke his cock, so sleek and smaller than he'd been before. It's perfectly all right; he loves touching his Stevie's cock like this, too, awakening his body even as he soothes his mind to rest. ] I'm going to make you feel good. Just rest.
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[ Bucky says, and he doesn't know whether he's saying it to Steve or himself. Maybe it's both -- he gleans comfort from the warmth of his lover's smaller body, too; assured of his presence, of the fact that he's still under his protection. Steve is far from a burden; even like this he is everything that Bucky needs, everything that he can ever hope to want.
He kisses his shoulder, his earlobe, his hands coming down to massage his ass, to gently reach around, sliding over his hip to stroke his cock, so sleek and smaller than he'd been before. It's perfectly all right; he loves touching his Stevie's cock like this, too, awakening his body even as he soothes his mind to rest. ] I'm going to make you feel good. Just rest.