[ He’s been on the edge for so goddamn long that it won’t take him much longer to go over, and when Bucky leans down and — and uses his tongue, oh Christ — Steve cries out, unable to control either his voice or the bucking of his hips into Bucky’s wet fist. The pleasure is building, hot and heady and quick, and if he thought he was going crazy before, Steve doesn’t know what to call this now, at the mercy of those sweet little licks. ]
Don’t stop, Bucky, please. D-don’t — it’s too — [ Steve breaks off, biting into his swollen lip as he moans, his cock twitching violently. He’s on the edge of tears with the overload of sensation, trembling with the effort it takes to keep his gaze obediently on Bucky. Fuck, it’s almost unbearable to have his desire laid open in front of Bucky like this, and Steve curls in on himself, whimpering as it all becomes too much to take. ]
I’m — oh God, Bucky, ‘m gonna —
[ The pleasure goes white-hot and Steve’s entire body spasms as he comes, hard and helpless, sobbing out Bucky’s name like it’s the only thing he remembers. It spills out of him in long, thick pulses, lighting up his spine, better than anything he’s ever felt before. It’s so good that Steve loses himself for a while, coming down slow and panting, his mind happily blank, his eyes dazed and half-closed.
Any other night, this would be the moment reality washes back over him; the realization of what he’s done and who he’s done it with. The reminder that this is something he can’t have — was never meant to have. But not tonight. The only thing Steve knows tonight is the blissful warmth spreading through him, the satisfaction low in his stomach, the steady thrum of love in his chest as he gazes at Bucky’s beautiful face.
He’s not kidding himself any longer about what his feelings are, even if he’ll never be able to say them out loud. If tonight is all he’ll ever get, Steve’ll take it gladly. ]
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Don’t stop, Bucky, please. D-don’t — it’s too — [ Steve breaks off, biting into his swollen lip as he moans, his cock twitching violently. He’s on the edge of tears with the overload of sensation, trembling with the effort it takes to keep his gaze obediently on Bucky. Fuck, it’s almost unbearable to have his desire laid open in front of Bucky like this, and Steve curls in on himself, whimpering as it all becomes too much to take. ]
I’m — oh God, Bucky, ‘m gonna —
[ The pleasure goes white-hot and Steve’s entire body spasms as he comes, hard and helpless, sobbing out Bucky’s name like it’s the only thing he remembers. It spills out of him in long, thick pulses, lighting up his spine, better than anything he’s ever felt before. It’s so good that Steve loses himself for a while, coming down slow and panting, his mind happily blank, his eyes dazed and half-closed.
Any other night, this would be the moment reality washes back over him; the realization of what he’s done and who he’s done it with. The reminder that this is something he can’t have — was never meant to have. But not tonight. The only thing Steve knows tonight is the blissful warmth spreading through him, the satisfaction low in his stomach, the steady thrum of love in his chest as he gazes at Bucky’s beautiful face.
He’s not kidding himself any longer about what his feelings are, even if he’ll never be able to say them out loud. If tonight is all he’ll ever get, Steve’ll take it gladly. ]