[He guides Bucky past his lips, tongue flattening against the underside of his cock. The weight of him, the heat of him, and taste on his tongue is rather intoxicating. Almost as much as the way Bucky looks, the sound of his rough breathing.
His hands slide down to brace against Bucky's hips, kneading lightly.]
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His hands slide down to brace against Bucky's hips, kneading lightly.]