[Steve watches Bucky rip the condom open with half-lidded eyes. God - Bucky is just so sexy it's hard for Steve to believe he's real and here with him, between Steve's legs like he belongs there.
The little bit of discomfort is a relief. It's grounding, takes the edge off of what Steve is embarrassingly certain could be an orgasm just from Bucky's tongue and fingers in his ass. He needs to focus, but it's so hard. He needs to get Bucky to slow down but in that instant the exact reasoning eludes him along with control of his voice. Steve squirms against the sheets, head turned to the side as every breath is a moan. He can't look at Bucky- he's going to come then and there if he does, he just knows it. It takes all of Steve's not inconsiderable amount of self control to get out a singly weakly trembling word.]
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The little bit of discomfort is a relief. It's grounding, takes the edge off of what Steve is embarrassingly certain could be an orgasm just from Bucky's tongue and fingers in his ass. He needs to focus, but it's so hard. He needs to get Bucky to slow down but in that instant the exact reasoning eludes him along with control of his voice. Steve squirms against the sheets, head turned to the side as every breath is a moan. He can't look at Bucky- he's going to come then and there if he does, he just knows it. It takes all of Steve's not inconsiderable amount of self control to get out a singly weakly trembling word.]
W-wait...
[how long has it been? Fuck if he knows.]