[ Steve adjusts and makes a soft noise of approval, of pleasure -- he loves it when Bucky does this so easily, so eagerly, when his throat closes over the thick, ruddy length of his cock like he'd been born to have it in his mouth. He hears the erotically obscene sounds of sucking, the way his lovely lips and tongue take him in, and the beauty of his face when he looks up at him.
Bucky is beloved above all else, pampered and used where Steve sees fit; and this is an understanding they both have with each other. He would fill him day after day, adore and pour every drop of seed into his waiting mouth or his hole, watching him be overwhelmed by his cock, or the force of his passions.
He reaches for his phone, looking away from Bucky to return a few texts -- if he wants Steve to pay attention to him, he's got to have to try harder. His thumb strokes over his lover's mouth absently, as if petting a cat. ] Mmm, that's nice.
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[ Steve adjusts and makes a soft noise of approval, of pleasure -- he loves it when Bucky does this so easily, so eagerly, when his throat closes over the thick, ruddy length of his cock like he'd been born to have it in his mouth. He hears the erotically obscene sounds of sucking, the way his lovely lips and tongue take him in, and the beauty of his face when he looks up at him.
Bucky is beloved above all else, pampered and used where Steve sees fit; and this is an understanding they both have with each other. He would fill him day after day, adore and pour every drop of seed into his waiting mouth or his hole, watching him be overwhelmed by his cock, or the force of his passions.
He reaches for his phone, looking away from Bucky to return a few texts -- if he wants Steve to pay attention to him, he's got to have to try harder. His thumb strokes over his lover's mouth absently, as if petting a cat. ] Mmm, that's nice.