bakerstreet | Asks from the heart

Do that. You're going to need it.

[She didn't object to him taking her hand, squeezing hers around his as they made their way out of the building and down to take a stroll to a store she knew. A relatively safe place, but she couldn't always account for the customers. Still, the sales people had been nice every time she'd had to come in and talk to them; both for things planned by Trish or during her job when she needed a more observant take.]

[ He's gonna need it, he knows it. Cause as much as he loves her, he knows he's still gonna be shocked, a little freaked out, and also very out of his depth. But it's okay. He wants this.

Their walk there is quiet, which he doesn't mind. He loves being able to just stroll down these city streets with Jessica. ]

[She pushed him because she felt he needed it, but only so much. She wasn't oblivious to the levels of squirming he had, and she'd always make sure to stop before it got to a point that caused him serious distress. Besides, he blushed so prettily. How could she not bring it out?

They got to the store and the building had large storefront windows that had tinting over it so as not to have the inside visible, but that it was a sex store was clear by what was on display. Nothing too overt, but they weren't ashamed of what they were and it was within the legal boundaries of what the city allowed. She opened the door and held it open, but stepped back as another customer came out with a purple bag and a 'thank you'.]

After you, James.

[ He likes that she pushes him. He needs it. She knows how hard and when to stop, and he trusts her and loves her for it. She's pretty fucking incredible for that, actually.

This time, she pushed him enough to think about it, then let him and gave him time- and now he's really looking forward to this, as nervous as he also is. He's never done anything like this before. It makes him feel old, but he also thinks it's great that he gets to experience his first time with Jessica.

He can definitely tell the kind of place by the window display and... wow. What a world they live in. It's a good thing, they've come this far. He waits for the customer to come out when Jess opens the door, then heads inside, trying to look more confident than he feels.]

Well. Here we are.

Here we are.

[She slid her arm through his, leaning in and kissing his cheek before she led him through the first section that was all mostly furry handcuffs and play whips and floggers. Keychains, wigs, things like that that wouldn't shock anyone peeking in from the outside.]

What do you want to look at first? The toys or the clothes?

[ He's glad when her arm slides through his, and he holds onto her, leaning into her a little too, as he glances around. Everything is bright, lit up, on full display. He's not sure where to look first. ]

Uhm... maybe we can start at the front of the store and work our way back?

[Considering he'd actually suggested coming here himself, that he'd opened himself up to something she hadn't been expecting, but was very pleased to try, and well, he was her husband in all but a marriage certificate... she was going to be on her best behavior. Mostly.]

We can wander around and if you see something that you either like or you're not sure about, we can take a longer look. Or you can ask me about it. And if I don't know, I can ask the clerk. So, take the lead, Sergeant. Ooh, hey. Does that make me a military wife now?

[ He will be thankful for that-- cause he also doesn't wanna be scared away for life. He doubts she'll do that to him, though.

The front of the store is very mild. Different kinds of lubes, lollipops, things one might look for as gag gifts or bridal party showers. Not that Bucky knows any of this. Dick lollipops are already getting his eyebrows raised.

But then he has to look at Jess, eyebrows still just as raised as he considers her words. ]

Uh... I don't know, actually. I'm technically an army veteran, but I've got my tags, so- maybe?

Hmm. Because you should definitely be receiving some kind of benefits for what you went through. You know. In case Fury or whoever decided to conveniently forget to tell you that. I have no problem doing a little digging and seeing that you get what you're owed.

[She looked over some of the things as they walked, smirking at the lollipops that had him pausing, then reaching out for some of that warming lotion she'd been talking about.]

See? They have a bunch of these and- ooh. This one's a double pack. Warming and cooling. Hmm...

[Jess started to read the ingredients, then pulled out a second type to compare.]

[ Oh, they've had that talk with him. They sure have. He doesn't want to upset her right now, though. ]

We can talk about that part later, ok?

[Which gets him to try to pay more attention to the sex shop stuff, because suddenly the other thing is harder, and this is more fun.]

Warming and cooling... that might be nice. I think I like the sound of warming better, though. I've uh... kinda had enough of being on ice.

[The ice comment had her blinking, and she put the mixed set back.]

Right. I kinda forgot about that. Sorry. Warming's good. They have a tester here if you want to see what it feels like. Give me your hand.

[Smart man, Bucky. Don't tell her things that would make her go hunt down Fury and ram his head up his ass.]

[ Yeah, he knows. It's sexy of her, but still. No heads up asses right now. He just wants to enjoy this wonderfully uncomfortable and enjoyable situation with Jessica right now.

WHich is why he holds his hand out. ]

Alright. Lay it on me.

[She goes over to the tester bottle and undoes it, dabbing a little on her finger, then taking his hand in hers and rubbing the clear fluid over the back of it. She gave it a moment to let him feel the way it would settle into his skin, then start to warm a little. Then she blew on it. Her breath would make the spot warm even further, almost hot, as well as start to tingle a little.]

Good or bad?

[ The feel of it is just normal at first, and then he can feel it slowly warming up along his skin. When she breathes out against it, he can feel that nice tingle, and he nods. ]

Good. Definitely real good. I like this. I like that warm feeling. I can- you know. Imagine it elsewhere.

[He lowers his voice for that last part, of course.]

[Because this is one of those instances where she wants him to feel comfortable exploring, she leans in a little to lower her own voice.]

I've used it. On myself. And I can promise you that it feels... really, really good. Though, I can't say I'd know the difference between your bits and mine in terms of sensitivity. But I think it'd be nice for you on everything down there.

[She grabbed two bottles of the lotion, then held up a finger.]

Just a sec. I'm going to go get a basket.

[Which is what she left him to go do.]

Yeah? On yourself? I didn't know that.

[But he'd like to know it. He'd like to feel it too. On her bits or his, he can be good with a warming sensation- not that she doesn't already make him feel that way. Everything about her makes him feel warm.

When she goes off to get a basket, he keeps looking. He picks up a pair of fuzzy cuffs- not sure how he feels about that kinda restraint. He picks up a vibrator as well, which is where she'll probably find him when she comes back.]

[She grabbed a cart and came back over, dropping the two containers in it and standing by him as he looked at the vibrator.]

Ah, now here's where we come to the selections. Battery or rechargable. Silicone or not. Remote control operated or manual. And that's not even getting into sizes. These-

[She reached over for a pack that held something shaped like a little Kinder surprise.]

You can leave in and have them go on or off during the day. For guys and gals. Over there's where the plugs are, if you're up for that.

[ He looks at the one in his hand, then sets it down and glances at Jess when she comes back over to explain. He then picks up another. ]

Which kinds do you like?

[He can barely figure out a TV remote control sometimes, so that might be a bit much. Maybe. Unless she shows him. He's willing to learn.]

Depends on the task.

[And now here's where she was hoping he didn't get too shy.]

In the middle of sex, I wouldn't want anything else in me but you, I don't think. I might like you to try a vibrating cockring or something like that for clit stimulation, but for just sex between us? I like it just fine as is. You might be into working up to something that vibrates in you. I don't have the equipment, but I hear prostate orgasms are intense. If we're in the mood to tease each other, having little remote toys would be fun. Or something here-

[She pulls out a little packet that was swinging beside glow in the dark condoms.]

This could be for both of us. Nipples on both. Or just anywhere. Get a couple and just add to things if you want, or make it a drawn out session.

[ This is... pretty much everything he's been nervous about trying to tackle, but it's exactly what he wants to hear. It's exactly what he's been worried about when it comes to these sex toys, but has been willing to be open to.

but it feels good to hear her say it. Feels good to know they're on the same page, and it definitely helps him feel less shy- helps him feel more excited about what they're looking at. ]

I'd like that. I'd like it a lot. I think- maybe I was worried this stuff would take over, but if you wouldn't want anything else in you but me, in the middle of sex... yeah. That's how I feel too. But if there's something that can enhance- like the vibrating cockring, or... the thing inside of me, then... yeah.

[he looks at the packet and nods, glancing at her.]

I've never felt anything vibrating before. I wanna know what it feels like.

[She gave him a look that was all adoration. Her hand came up to pat his cheek.]

We could walk out of here right now, buy nothing for sex ever, and I'd be perfectly happy with you, James. I don't need anything in our bed but you. It's not even a want, per se, as much as just... I don't know. For when the mood hits and you want to make it a little different. But different isn't a preference. You are. As for the vibrating thing...

[She looked around until she found a display rack. Everything on there had a little wire attached to it to hold it to the display case, not that that would stop either of them from ripping it off if they wanted to, but it showed a variety of brands and sizes out for people to look at and get a better idea of. She pointed over there and took his arm.]

Let's go see if you like it, and what kind you like. They have ones that just sort of vibrate, ones that are basically power blasters, and ones with adjustable speeds and pulses. Depending on what you like from that, we can figure out the specifics from there. Because if you don't even like vibration, then these won't be needed.

[ Once again, he feels like he's with the most perfect woman in the world. Married to her now, in the only way that really counts. Their own way. She pats his cheek and tells him all these things, and he leans in and kisses her hard.

He loves her, and damn, does he smile hard as she bring him over to the vibrators. ]

Maybe adjustable ones? I don't think I'd like my ass power blasted.

[He laughs, pulling a giant green one off the rack.]

Holy shit... look at this. It's a Hulk replica.... Bruce would fucking shit himself if he saw this.

[She kissed him back, pleased and not bothered to show it as she watched him relax and start to enjoy himself.

They went over to the display and she laughed as he pulled down the green monstrosity.]

I... don't even want to ask if that's accurate, because ouch. Size matters, and that means both ways. Jesus. So, adjustable. Here.

[She handed him a slim purple wand. It had a variety of speeds, and she was going to walk him through low, mid, high, and all the various pulsing settings that it came with. That way, he'd have a pros and cons list of what he liked and what to stay away from.]

...Pretty sure it's not- only in that he might be bigger as the green guy.

[Ouch. Way too big. Poor guy.

He takes the adjustable one from her, testing it out, feeling the vibrations on his hand... trying to imagine it in other places.]

So- you're telling me- these things could stimulate something else inside of me? My prostate? Is that even a real thing?

[Listen, he's all for the clit, but this whole up the butt thing? Yeah, he needs to figure this out. He wants to.]

You mean you've never had anyone do anything... anal before?

[For herself, she wasn't really into it much, but it wasn't as if she hadn't done it or allowed it with the very few she'd been more attached to. But for a guy... well. Even the straightest guy she'd been with had asked about a finger.

She had to keep reminding herself of the time period, but even that didn't help. There were queers all through history, and men always had prostates. Poor, poor Bucky.]

It's real enough that there's a process for it when it's used by doctors in fertility clinics if a donor can't do it on his own. It's called 'milking the prostate'. Whatever we get or don't get today, when we get home, I'm going to show you a few things without anything more than just my mouth and my hands. I'm willing to bet that you'd be on board for it.

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