Sexting

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the phone sex +
sexting meme

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[misterhipster]

You wanna make a bet out of that?

[raccooned]

I really do.

[misterhipster]

Prepare to be disappointed.

[raccooned]

I'm fairly sure I haven't been yet.

[misterhipster]

Take your shower and get over here, then.

[raccooned]

And let you get me filthy again?

[misterhipster]

Come now, before the shower, then. I don't give a fuck.

[raccooned]

Only if I get to fuck you in yours.

[misterhipster]

Fine, but only if you win the bet.

[raccooned]

I'm fairly sure I've already won this bet.

And you'd better be naked by the time I get there.

[misterhipster]

So overconfident.

and demanding.

[ As if he doesn't like it. ]

[raccooned]

Says the man demanding I cross town to nail him against the shower wall.

[Not in those words, but that's what Bucky intends to do]

[misterhipster]

That's what you want to think.

[ He can obviously take his time undressing, and does so, while trying to talk down his erection. He really doesn't want to prove Bucky's point more than necessary by being rock hard the moment he arrives. ]

[raccooned]

[He's got some time, even if across town isn't far, it's still New York and there's still traffic and guys like Bucky don't just get an Uber

He'll also just let himself in, kicking off his unlaced boots the minute he passes the threshold.] You remember to pay your water bill?

[misterhipster]

[ Frank arches a brow at that immediate inquiry, but it makes sense, since Bucky seems to think he's going to be fucking him in the shower.

Which he isn't. Because he's gonna lose that bet. ]

Yeah. I pay all my bills. [ Usually. ]

Don't get ahead of yourself, though. [ He's sitting naked on the couch, silently cursing the fact that his efforts to calm his erection flew out the window once Bucky entered the apartment. ]

[raccooned]

[He inclines his head slowly, reaching for the zipper of his hoodie to draw down, of course he didn't bother pulling on a shirt beneath it, just like there doesn't seem to be any underwear beneath his jeans; the well-worn denim riding low enough to show more than a little hipbone, along with a faint line of hair from his navel down.

He gives him a slow once over, just to appreciate the view.] Oh, we're still doing this?

[misterhipster]

What do you mean, 'we're still doing this'? I never said we weren't.

[ Frank is also taking his opportunity to appreciate the view in front of him. Shit, Bucky looks good like that, obviously wearing nothing beneath those clothes while showing enough to tease without giving the whole thing away. Not just yet. ]

If you wanna fuck me tonight, you'll have to make me beg. That was the bet.

[ And oh, is Frank ready to work his hardest not to give in. ]

[raccooned]

[He shrugs out of the hoodie so it falls to the floor, hand sinking into the pocket of his jeans to pull out a simple black band, his lids lowering as he ducks his head and ties back his hair in an easy motion. It has the same effect as a man rolling up his sleeves before a fight.]

Alright.

[It only takes three long strides to cross the room before he's sinking to his knees in front of the couch, both palms landing heavy on Frank's knees to draw them apart.] And if I lose? [Not that he expects to, but he likes to give Frank a little bit of hope]

[misterhipster]

[ He smirks a little as Bucky gets himself ready, feeling pretty confident in himself, if a bit apprehensive. He doesn't really know what Bucky's gonna do to try and win this thing, but he's sure he can win. ]

Alright.

[ He repeats, letting the other man part his legs as he settles on the floor in front of him. ]

If you lose, I get to fuck you in the shower. [ Seems fair, in his opinion. ]

[raccooned]

[His lips curl up in an almost wicked smile as he leans in, turning his face first to brush his lips along Frank's inner thigh, then up further where the skin is softer, breath puffing warm until he can press his lips against the tender spot above his femoral artery.]

So I can't let you come, is what you're saying? [He tilts his head to brush his cheek against Frank's cock.]

[misterhipster]

[ ...What has he done?

No, it'll just be more of a challenge. That's all. He can enjoy a blowjob even without coming, especially if he knows what's on the table afterward.

But God, does Bucky look good like that, cheek against his cock. Frank just wants to grab that hair of his and move his mouth where it should be.

But he's gonna show he can be patient. ]

Guess not.

[raccooned]

Huh. That's a shame, I like the sounds you make when you come down my throat. [He lowers his voice, trying his best to sound bored regardless of how hard he's getting now that the musky scent of Frank's arousal is so near.

His gaze flicks up, then lowers again as he dips his head, ignoring Frank's erection in favor of dragging his mouth down over his balls, lips parting to take them in one at a time. He can take his time then.]

[misterhipster]

Yeah, well-

[ The dirty talk has an effect on him, of course, not that he's about to admit anything is turning him on more than usual right now.

And then Bucky has to take him by surprise, going for his balls instead of his dick. Frank inhales sharply as he takes them into his mouth, one at a time. He bites his lip and looks down at the dark head of hair between his legs.

No, he won't let surprises get to him either. Even if it feels damn good and his cock jumps in appreciation. ]

[raccooned]

[He almost pulls back to ask for a little audience participation, but he knows it's just Frank being stubborn.

Part of the fun, wasn't it?

Bucky's gentle enough, but he knows better, tugging gently at his balls as his mouth falls away and his hands push up beneath Frank's knees, dragging him towards the edge of the beat-up couch. It's easy to push his thighs further apart, ducking his head lower so his tongue can trail down beneath his sac, following the firm line of his perineum until his lips find the soft pucker.

Frank really should have laid down some rules.]

[misterhipster]

[ If he'd thought Bucky would pull this, he would have definitely considered some rules.

Instead he's helplessly grabbing at the couch as the other soldier draws him closer, pulling his legs apart even more as his tongue finds its way down his most sensitive parts.

His hips jump when he feels those full lips at his hole, and he can't stop himself from cursing. Sometimes too much pleasure can be like torture, and he has no doubt that torture is what Bucky has in mind. ]