Bucky. [ Steve says his name as a half a laugh, half a groan and all breathlessness, both embarrassed and turned on by the idea of him as a woman, him with a cunt always sweet and wet and ready for his lover. He shivers as he rocks back into the press of Bucky's fingers, taking the second one easily, loving the fullness and the heat and the friction they give him, stroking into him. ] If I--I'd always be wet for you, yeah. Dripping for you. [ He closes his eyes and feels himself flushing hot as he says it, voice thickening with arousal. ] But then I wouldn't have to stretch myself open for you. I'd miss that--getting myself ready, thinking about your cock in me.
[ He cups Bucky's face between his hands to kiss him again, soft lips yielding for him, his tongue pressing into his mouth--wanting to taste him, explore him, his Bucky is so warm and beautiful. ] You make me want you inside me all the time. That's why I gotta be ready for you, Buck. I can't wait when you're touching me, I don't have the patience--we didn't have this problem when I was bigger, did we? Didn't have to worry about stretching me out for you. [ He's stroking Bucky's hair back from his face as he talks, soft and sweet and beguiling. ] But now you're just too big, Bucky. You're nearly too much to take.
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[ He cups Bucky's face between his hands to kiss him again, soft lips yielding for him, his tongue pressing into his mouth--wanting to taste him, explore him, his Bucky is so warm and beautiful. ] You make me want you inside me all the time. That's why I gotta be ready for you, Buck. I can't wait when you're touching me, I don't have the patience--we didn't have this problem when I was bigger, did we? Didn't have to worry about stretching me out for you. [ He's stroking Bucky's hair back from his face as he talks, soft and sweet and beguiling. ] But now you're just too big, Bucky. You're nearly too much to take.