[ Her body contracts around his and he's lost. Utterly and completely lost. She drags him over the precipice and he's in free fall. Growling her name against her neck, his body gives up trying to hold back. He pulls her hard against him, refusing to let her go. She can never leave. Not now.
Bucky, gently moves her head so he can kiss her properly. He leans his forehead against hers, panting. Slowly, he lays back on the bed, pulling her down with him. He smooths his hand down her back and kisses her cheek. ]
I've still got you.
[ The promise in Russian is as deep as he can go. He won't promise her forever, but he will never leave her, as long as he's still alive. His callused hand runs up and down her back. He's... content. Yes, that's a good word for it. ]
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Bucky, gently moves her head so he can kiss her properly. He leans his forehead against hers, panting. Slowly, he lays back on the bed, pulling her down with him. He smooths his hand down her back and kisses her cheek. ]
I've still got you.
[ The promise in Russian is as deep as he can go. He won't promise her forever, but he will never leave her, as long as he's still alive. His callused hand runs up and down her back. He's... content. Yes, that's a good word for it. ]