sexts from whenever

[inuyasock]

the phone sex +
sexting meme

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[regulated]

i'm in the garden, so it's dirt-dirty, not "i used it to get myself off" dirty.
which isn't to say that i haven't used your clothes to get off.

i miss you, too. it's lonely here without you, even with alpine around.

[abide]

[ don't just be casual about that bucky, jesus. ]

I know. I don't like being gone this long.

At least you have plenty of things there to help you think of me.

[ all he has is, well, their messages. ]

[regulated]

guess i need to pack something in your duffel next time, huh?
are you alone right now?

[ because he's getting up to go in the house, toeing his boots off and heading to the bathroom to wash up.

the least he can do is give steve a little something else to help think of him. ]

[abide]

[ you'd think he'd remember on his own, but one-track minds. ]

As alone as I can be.
Wish I could call and hear your voice.

[ it's a thing. still, there's no real privacy for that since he's sort of just off on his own in another room and keeping to himself until they get the all-clear, and who knows how long that's actually going to take. he's hoping to hear something about heading back home sooner rather than later. ]

[regulated]

[ arms and hands clean now, he strips out of his shirt and jeans, reaching for the phone again. ]

me too. but you'll be home soon, and you're NOT taking any more missions for at least a month. they owe us that much.

and in the meantime [ he pulls the band of his boxers down, prosthetic hand cupping his dick. he curls his fingers, stroking himself to hardness, and takes a photo, sending it off to steve. ]

[abide]

[ did he ever think this is the kind of life they'd have together? probably not, but there's just something about it that feels right, even if steve struggles with keeping a neutral face the moment he opens that pic and stares. if he's a little warmer under the collar, that's between him, bucky, and god. ]

Pretty sure I could give them a few reasons why I need a break.
Or maybe just one.

What are you thinking about? [ specifically, he means. ]

[regulated]

you can tell them the winter soldier's feeling territorial. you were mine and i was yours before we were ever anyone else's.

[ he heads into the bedroom and kicks his boxers off, dropping back onto the bed. he curls fingers around himself again, then, stroking lazily. ]

the way your arms flex when you hold my hips down. that little line you get between your brows when you're close to coming but you're trying to hold off a little longer. how good that first thrust is when we're too impatient and i'm not stretched enough.

[abide]

[ there's just something about the romance of that very statement before the rest of it – being each other's – that has his heart beating a little faster. and everything else? well. ]

All that for just one picture? [ sorry, he has to tease him first. ]

I want that when I come home. It doesn't matter if it's on the porch or in the house.
I just wanna feel you right now.

[regulated]

you apparently underestimate how much i think about you when you're gone.

i can't make your mission end any faster, but i can send you a few more things to tide you over until you're home.
want me to take a video while i finger myself?