[ Bucky's lips feel amazing on his skin. It definitely doesn't slow down that growing need inside of him to touch and be touched. It's the little bites, though, that have him making breathy little sounds. He can't help huffing out a quiet little laugh and pulling Bucky closer. God, it feels so good just being this close to Bucky.
That thumb on his nipple pulls an honest whimper out of him and wow that's almost embarrassing. Almost, because this is Bucky and there's nothing he really needs to hide or be embarrassed by.
He slides a hand up to tangle it in Bucky's hair, tugging lightly. His other hand finds its way to Bucky's hip to squeeze it, not quite bruising. ]
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That thumb on his nipple pulls an honest whimper out of him and wow that's almost embarrassing. Almost, because this is Bucky and there's nothing he really needs to hide or be embarrassed by.
He slides a hand up to tangle it in Bucky's hair, tugging lightly. His other hand finds its way to Bucky's hip to squeeze it, not quite bruising. ]