[ Steve stretches up to kiss Bucky, loving the way he gasps when he touches him. His mouth is warm and soft; ever since the serum reversed he gets to feeling so greedy, so demanding, wanting Bucky's hands on him all the time, but now just woken up the sharp angles of him are blurred around the edges, everything softened, gentled. He wants to make his friend, his lover feel good. Even in this form Steve can still please him. ]
Fuck me, then. [ He arches his hips invitingly to Bucky's touch. ] Ready for you. [ Still slick inside from being fucked again and again. Sleepy and pliant, his body relaxed and yielding; Bucky could lay him down against the mattress and slide right inside of him, he's sure. Steve wants him to. He wants him to fuck his welcoming hole whether he's awake or not, rock deep into him, come inside him; wouldn't that be sweet? ]
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Fuck me, then. [ He arches his hips invitingly to Bucky's touch. ] Ready for you. [ Still slick inside from being fucked again and again. Sleepy and pliant, his body relaxed and yielding; Bucky could lay him down against the mattress and slide right inside of him, he's sure. Steve wants him to. He wants him to fuck his welcoming hole whether he's awake or not, rock deep into him, come inside him; wouldn't that be sweet? ]