[ A deep groan swells up from his chest, Bucky tipping his head back with eyes closed as Zemo's wicked tongue goes right to his most sensitive places. His breathing grows heavy and he absently flexes and curls his fingers in short hair, already feeling like he could be close. Bucky rolls his hips forward, hoping for more of that sweet pleasure-torture that Zemo's so proficient at.
Only a moment passes before he's beginning to squirm, desperately craving more of Zemo's mouth. ]
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Only a moment passes before he's beginning to squirm, desperately craving more of Zemo's mouth. ]