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the phone sex +
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sexting meme
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'M right here, Steve.
[ The more he can feel Steve against his body, the more taking it slow seems like something he wants to throw out the window entirely. ]
Want you.
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[Steve reached down, taking one of Buck's hands and lifting it up to his chest. He's careful to put Bucky's palm directly over his heart, his kisses turning deeper and more frenzied. He wants to linger, wants to wait and not rush this, after wanting it so long. And yet, he's finding it harder and harder to take it slow.]
Ditto.
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Don't promise me stuff you can't deliver on, Steve. Just be here now, okay? That's all I need.
[ He would love to think Steve will always be here, but there's always going to be another fight and one day Steve won't come back or Bucky will finally get arrested before he does. He's not okay with either of those things, but Bucky can't do anything about either of them. ]
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Okay...
[And maybe there is a bit of sadness in his tone. Maybe thinking like that just makes him never want to leave more. Especially with Bucky only having one arm. Steve wants to touch everything, do everything and be everything for Bucky. It kills him that things are this way.]
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[ Bucky's tone is warm as he slips his hand from Steve's grip so that he can touch Steve's face. ]
Look at me. I'm here and you're here and we're together. You need to stop worrying about everything else for five minutes.
[ Maybe Steve's right to be worried. Bucky's not exactly possessing a full set of faculties or the healthiest perspective, but he's trying. If left to his own devices he'd be just as stuck in the past as Steve is worried about the future, but he's trying hard to let himself have this, even if he can't have anything else and even if he doesn't deserve it. ]
Just give me five minutes, okay?
[ He pulls Steve down for another kiss. ]
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Slowly, Steve returned the kiss and just lost himself in Bucky. He didn't think, he felt. Strong hands moved up Bucky, from his ankle, all the way up to Bucky's neck. Five minutes. He could give Bucky five minutes. Steve made sure to have his hands caress every inch by the time he was done.
Just one more kiss, he thinks. Just one.]
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He kisses Steve like the world really is ending, like he might never see Steve again, desperate and clinging as the kiss goes on. ]
Don't stop, okay?
[ And maybe he's a little breathless, a little lost in feeling Steve's weight on his body as he rolls his hips a little. ]
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[As much as he wants to open his eyes, he doesn't. Not yet. Still closed, he caressed every inch of Bucky. Strong fingers squeezed at his hip. Firm fingers ran down his chest, teasing at Bucky's skin with his fingernails. His kisses are passionate, sucking on Bucky's bottom lip as he embraces his lover tight. His hips push down, grinding against Bucky and he moans a little into his lover's mouth.
He feels like he needs this, needs it to breathe and if he stops now he's done for. It all comes through in his actions, the way he's pushing Bucky into the bed and just wanting nothing more to be as close to him as possible.]
Never stopping...