Like a true sap, Bucky whispers sweet words between them and that, more than the clenching and the moving and the arching has Steve tumbling over the edge. It's always been him, Bucky had said. It had always been him and for Steve, it had always been Bucky. Always and forever and God, he loves this man so much. Too much, probably. But there's nothing for it at this point. Nothing to do but let it sear him from the inside out.
"Oh, Bucky..." The moan is a sob as Steve pushes in hard and comes hard enough to lose his vision. Everything is electricity. Lightning hitting him and setting the contact areas on fire. His body pulses with it, each one almost painful with how intense it is. But it's good. It's so, so good. Steve gasps his air as the waves go through him and leave him, at the end, completely spent.
He keeps thrusting, slower and more gently to make sure he's taking care of Bucky, still. His arms are shaking where they hold him up and his entire body is tingling. Part of him is wondering how much of that is inherent just to sex and how much is more specifically due to sex with Bucky. It's a mystery he doesn't actually want solved since he's satisfied to live in ignorance and only have Bucky beneath him for the rest of his life.
Of course that is almost definitely not going to be a possibility, but he can dream.
"Always you," he concurs, the kisses so gentle now. And, fuck it. Why not? Why not when he has so little and so much to lose at the same time? When else will he get the chance?
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Like a true sap, Bucky whispers sweet words between them and that, more than the clenching and the moving and the arching has Steve tumbling over the edge. It's always been him, Bucky had said. It had always been him and for Steve, it had always been Bucky. Always and forever and God, he loves this man so much. Too much, probably. But there's nothing for it at this point. Nothing to do but let it sear him from the inside out.
"Oh, Bucky..." The moan is a sob as Steve pushes in hard and comes hard enough to lose his vision. Everything is electricity. Lightning hitting him and setting the contact areas on fire. His body pulses with it, each one almost painful with how intense it is. But it's good. It's so, so good. Steve gasps his air as the waves go through him and leave him, at the end, completely spent.
He keeps thrusting, slower and more gently to make sure he's taking care of Bucky, still. His arms are shaking where they hold him up and his entire body is tingling. Part of him is wondering how much of that is inherent just to sex and how much is more specifically due to sex with Bucky. It's a mystery he doesn't actually want solved since he's satisfied to live in ignorance and only have Bucky beneath him for the rest of his life.
Of course that is almost definitely not going to be a possibility, but he can dream.
"Always you," he concurs, the kisses so gentle now. And, fuck it. Why not? Why not when he has so little and so much to lose at the same time? When else will he get the chance?
"I love you..."