[ Steve works him through it, staying close and feeling Bucky's release more than seeing it, because he doesn't want to lose the closeness. They're breathing the same air, faces so close that Steve's eyes couldn't focus on Bucky's even if he wanted to.
He's so close himself. He just needs a little more of a push and he can feel it as he presses his lips to Bucky's jaw with clumsy affection, gasping Bucky's name halfway through the effort.
Everything about this is perfect. Bucky is perfect and always has been to Steve. Nothing will ever change that, he thinks, and he can't believe it took them so long to get here, but as much as he wants this to last, it can't and before he's ready, the pleasure hits him and he's moaning into his throat with a shaky sigh. ]
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He's so close himself. He just needs a little more of a push and he can feel it as he presses his lips to Bucky's jaw with clumsy affection, gasping Bucky's name halfway through the effort.
Everything about this is perfect. Bucky is perfect and always has been to Steve. Nothing will ever change that, he thinks, and he can't believe it took them so long to get here, but as much as he wants this to last, it can't and before he's ready, the pleasure hits him and he's moaning into his throat with a shaky sigh. ]