[To be fair - and despite the fact that Bucky's got Sam's back in ways most other people can't be there for him - she would still have to worry about him in other ways. But he tries not to let the cracks in his façade show. He feels better around her in ways he doesn't feel better around just about anyone else. If he was any good with his words, he'd tell her as much, too.
But he doesn't really have the presence of mind to talk right now, and certainly not anything too deep. His fingertips and blunt nails scrape against the shower wall as his kisses turn into a chain of gentle nips and bites. He has to hold back a bit if he doesn't want to hurt her, but he's holding back less and less the closer they both get to cumming in each other's arms again.
He nudges her a little higher so he can brush his lips over her collarbone, nibble his way gently down to flick his tongue over her nipple, her skin sporting a wet, glistening sheen from the shower water. There's something almost mischievous in the glint in his eyes as he teases at biting down hard enough to hurt, but it stops at a gentle nip and harsher kisses. At least he's not sucking at a spot on the side of her neck that would be highly visible for the rest of the day once they get out of the shower.
If they ever get out of the shower, at this rate. Even Bucky wasn't completely aware of how much pent up... energy he's got to expend.]
Sarah... [There's a tension in his jaw; she's getting him close, and yes, he's fully blaming her for these fortunate circumstances. If he really let himself go, he'd probably hurt her with how much he'd want to throw her around, pin her down, curve her back to meet his hips where he can fuck her deeper and harder and bite altogether too hard, and then make it up to her with a thousand kisses over every inch of her body just so that she'd forgive him enough to let him do it all over again.
His hands are currently too occupied to do anything - dropping her would be nothing short of disastrous - but she manages to pry soft little whines and moans from him regardless every time she takes him all the way in.] Mmf-- [He nearly fumbles, and his lips find their way back to hers hurriedly in a futile attempt to stifle his groans. She could be forgiven for thinking he doesn't feel any of the sweet little aches that last night should have inflicted upon him.]
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Date: 2021-12-31 03:54 am (UTC)But he doesn't really have the presence of mind to talk right now, and certainly not anything too deep. His fingertips and blunt nails scrape against the shower wall as his kisses turn into a chain of gentle nips and bites. He has to hold back a bit if he doesn't want to hurt her, but he's holding back less and less the closer they both get to cumming in each other's arms again.
He nudges her a little higher so he can brush his lips over her collarbone, nibble his way gently down to flick his tongue over her nipple, her skin sporting a wet, glistening sheen from the shower water. There's something almost mischievous in the glint in his eyes as he teases at biting down hard enough to hurt, but it stops at a gentle nip and harsher kisses. At least he's not sucking at a spot on the side of her neck that would be highly visible for the rest of the day once they get out of the shower.
If they ever get out of the shower, at this rate. Even Bucky wasn't completely aware of how much pent up... energy he's got to expend.]
Sarah... [There's a tension in his jaw; she's getting him close, and yes, he's fully blaming her for these fortunate circumstances. If he really let himself go, he'd probably hurt her with how much he'd want to throw her around, pin her down, curve her back to meet his hips where he can fuck her deeper and harder and bite altogether too hard, and then make it up to her with a thousand kisses over every inch of her body just so that she'd forgive him enough to let him do it all over again.
His hands are currently too occupied to do anything - dropping her would be nothing short of disastrous - but she manages to pry soft little whines and moans from him regardless every time she takes him all the way in.] Mmf-- [He nearly fumbles, and his lips find their way back to hers hurriedly in a futile attempt to stifle his groans. She could be forgiven for thinking he doesn't feel any of the sweet little aches that last night should have inflicted upon him.]