[ He wants to tell Bucky that he can hold out, but Bucky's making a pretty hard case for why he shouldn't and making it harder to even try. His hips rock against Bucky's touch because Bucky's got his fingers in his mouth again and God, Steve feels like this alone could have him falling apart if he gets enough time with it.
There's a desperate, breathless little laugh that escapes him. If Bucky's playing with him, he can't really say that he even minds too much. ]
I think I like that option.
[ And if Bucky's mouth is a little busy, Steve can find other places to kiss. That bruise is still bright on Bucky's neck and that's really not making this any less hot as he kisses his way over Bucky's skin. ]
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There's a desperate, breathless little laugh that escapes him. If Bucky's playing with him, he can't really say that he even minds too much. ]
I think I like that option.
[ And if Bucky's mouth is a little busy, Steve can find other places to kiss. That bruise is still bright on Bucky's neck and that's really not making this any less hot as he kisses his way over Bucky's skin. ]
I want to take my time with you.