[Bucky can’t keep still under Steve. He’s doing his best not to rock his hips against Steve’s face, not wanting to overwhelm him with too much too soon, but the energy of those movements constrained still has to go somewhere and it expresses itself in the twitching in his limbs, the fingers that tighten in Steve’s hair. Bucky lets his head fall back, lips parted around a moan, and gives himself over to just feeling.
It’s the best blowjob he’s ever had, and that’s entirely because it’s Steve.
Those fingers at Steve’s cheek tremble, because it’s absolutely overwhelming to feel like this, to share this with the one person who means more to him than anything else in this world. He’s flying already and it’s all because of Steve, all for Steve. And he wants Steve to see him this way, wants to allow the intimacy that is coming undone, walls down and defenses lowered, pleasure written through every line of tension in him.
He gasps at a certain curl of Steve’s tongue, grasping at hair a little too harshly.]
Close— [A shudder ripples through him, expresses itself with a strong tug at Steve’s hair.] Steve, I’m close, I’m almost— Don’t stop, please, I need you—
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It’s the best blowjob he’s ever had, and that’s entirely because it’s Steve.
Those fingers at Steve’s cheek tremble, because it’s absolutely overwhelming to feel like this, to share this with the one person who means more to him than anything else in this world. He’s flying already and it’s all because of Steve, all for Steve. And he wants Steve to see him this way, wants to allow the intimacy that is coming undone, walls down and defenses lowered, pleasure written through every line of tension in him.
He gasps at a certain curl of Steve’s tongue, grasping at hair a little too harshly.]
Close— [A shudder ripples through him, expresses itself with a strong tug at Steve’s hair.] Steve, I’m close, I’m almost— Don’t stop, please, I need you—