[Steve’s mind is all fogged, he can’t think of anything - Bucky’s lips against his skin feel like a brand and he wishes they were, that he could have a mark left behind mapping everywhere that Bucky’s touching him. Everywhere Bucky will touch him.
He continues to hold tight to Bucky like a drowning man, every shuddering breath coming out with a moan. It feels like his hips are moving on their own, steadily grinding against Bucky’s thigh.
He almost doesn’t hear the question at first. looking at Bucky with mild confusion and wide blown pupils has Steve has to take a moment to remember how language works.]
Oh! There’s, um, there’s snaps between - between my legs.
[Right over his perineum, to make any bathroom use needed easier. Or any other activities one would want to get up to.]
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He continues to hold tight to Bucky like a drowning man, every shuddering breath coming out with a moan. It feels like his hips are moving on their own, steadily grinding against Bucky’s thigh.
He almost doesn’t hear the question at first. looking at Bucky with mild confusion and wide blown pupils has Steve has to take a moment to remember how language works.]
Oh! There’s, um, there’s snaps between - between my legs.
[Right over his perineum, to make any bathroom use needed easier. Or any other activities one would want to get up to.]