[There's a soft chuckle that passes his lips at the response. For later. One hand slides over Bucky's thighs, kneading into muscle as his tongue swirls around the tip of his cock again, teases at the slit.
Lips brush over the sensitive flesh, but he doesn't go any further than that. James has learned a new word -- he can use it if he's wanting more than the teasing tongue lavishing attention over his cock.
There's something satisfying in the way that he can reduce Bucky to what he sees right now -- the squirming, the way his hands brush through his hair -- all with the careful movement of his tongue and some wandering hands.]
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Lips brush over the sensitive flesh, but he doesn't go any further than that. James has learned a new word -- he can use it if he's wanting more than the teasing tongue lavishing attention over his cock.
There's something satisfying in the way that he can reduce Bucky to what he sees right now -- the squirming, the way his hands brush through his hair -- all with the careful movement of his tongue and some wandering hands.]