To his credit, Bucky had tried. He figured maybe Zemo would be okay with some mouth action while he figures his own body out. His mind had even ventured to butt stuff. And while he wouldn't say this is better or worse than their normal fare, it is certainly different. Wet in different ways, a kind of tightness that feels different, and slightly less violent, and Zemo almost finishes him off like he's a horny, hormonal teenager that's just eager to blow his load.
Nothing to see in that suspiciously rocky SUV at all. Nobody's noticed. They don't have to worry about anything.
He doesn't mind Zemo's biting at all, but Zemo doesn't bite too hard in comparison. In fact, maybe he likes it a little. Just a bit of a sting from time to time is enough to get him cumming like it's his first time.
He had been a little indecisive, a little anxious at the end, so in his worry he makes a bit of a mess, most of his load ending up somewhere low past Zemo's stomach or on his inner thighs.
"...mm- sorry..." There's at least a box of tissues sitting between the front seats because Bucky likes to eat in the car when they go through a drive-thru, and Oeznik always makes sure there's bottles of water stocked in the doors. Bucky resists the urge to just flop over the car floor, curl up and pass out, and instead reaches over to pull out at least a half dozen sheets of tissues, trying to clean up his mess quickly as if he'd be embarrassed if Zemo saw the crime scene.
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Nothing to see in that suspiciously rocky SUV at all. Nobody's noticed. They don't have to worry about anything.
He doesn't mind Zemo's biting at all, but Zemo doesn't bite too hard in comparison. In fact, maybe he likes it a little. Just a bit of a sting from time to time is enough to get him cumming like it's his first time.
He had been a little indecisive, a little anxious at the end, so in his worry he makes a bit of a mess, most of his load ending up somewhere low past Zemo's stomach or on his inner thighs.
"...mm- sorry..." There's at least a box of tissues sitting between the front seats because Bucky likes to eat in the car when they go through a drive-thru, and Oeznik always makes sure there's bottles of water stocked in the doors. Bucky resists the urge to just flop over the car floor, curl up and pass out, and instead reaches over to pull out at least a half dozen sheets of tissues, trying to clean up his mess quickly as if he'd be embarrassed if Zemo saw the crime scene.