Hey, look! He likes the biting. But sometimes Bucky bites too hard and it goes a little beyond the good kind of pain, or sometimes it leaves marks. Zemo may not mind those so much, actually... little intimate reminders of his soldier and all of that.
And of course there's a little thrill when his demands are met without hesitation, just enthusiasm that has Bucky crawling over him and fumbling with his trousers. Any uncertainty or concerns about what this is going to be like is quickly forgotten between nips and kisses and the feel of Bucky in his hands finally.
This isn't quite the romance and candles affair Oeznik had set up for them mockingly on their holiday. It's a different feeling to Bucky shoving him face down into the bed and fucking him up the ass -- of course it is. Different sort of stretch, different sort of pleasure and deep sort of pressure building up that leaves his nerves lighting up.
It's hard and rough and leaves Zemo panting or gasping or groaning in between whatever words get babbled out in encouragement in whatever language leaves his tongue. It may be a bit awkward in parts, at least for Zemo and a very different body, but it's intense enough to mostly ignore it. It doesn't stop him from sliding a hand between them to touch himself eventually, curiosity getting the better of him-- although it does result in Zemo doing some biting along Bucky's shoulder in an effort to keep quiet.
Although there's really no way they're being that discreet that anyone looking over won't know exactly what's going on in this car.
Especially when there's a too loud moan that slips out of his mouth regardless when he's coming and there's pleasure traveling through his nerves a bit longer than he's used to, blotting out anything that isn't what's happening right here, right now. It's intense enough to leave his thighs trembling, to have him writhing just a little as his pussy clenches and contracts around Bucky's cock.
He may look a mess by the time they're both finished -- flushed and sweaty and mussed and breathless, but he can't say it wasn't worth the moment of irresponsibility.
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And of course there's a little thrill when his demands are met without hesitation, just enthusiasm that has Bucky crawling over him and fumbling with his trousers. Any uncertainty or concerns about what this is going to be like is quickly forgotten between nips and kisses and the feel of Bucky in his hands finally.
This isn't quite the romance and candles affair Oeznik had set up for them mockingly on their holiday. It's a different feeling to Bucky shoving him face down into the bed and fucking him up the ass -- of course it is. Different sort of stretch, different sort of pleasure and deep sort of pressure building up that leaves his nerves lighting up.
It's hard and rough and leaves Zemo panting or gasping or groaning in between whatever words get babbled out in encouragement in whatever language leaves his tongue. It may be a bit awkward in parts, at least for Zemo and a very different body, but it's intense enough to mostly ignore it. It doesn't stop him from sliding a hand between them to touch himself eventually, curiosity getting the better of him-- although it does result in Zemo doing some biting along Bucky's shoulder in an effort to keep quiet.
Although there's really no way they're being that discreet that anyone looking over won't know exactly what's going on in this car.
Especially when there's a too loud moan that slips out of his mouth regardless when he's coming and there's pleasure traveling through his nerves a bit longer than he's used to, blotting out anything that isn't what's happening right here, right now. It's intense enough to leave his thighs trembling, to have him writhing just a little as his pussy clenches and contracts around Bucky's cock.
He may look a mess by the time they're both finished -- flushed and sweaty and mussed and breathless, but he can't say it wasn't worth the moment of irresponsibility.