[There are soft gasps, breaths drawn in heavy when teeth bite along his jaw, down his neck. His head tilts to the side to offer more access as his fingers twitch tighter around James. Firm strokes, quick to match the frantic pace the other is setting.
His own cock presses in against Bucky's thigh insistently, and he can't help a careful roll of his hips to try to get a bit of pleasure in return.]
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His own cock presses in against Bucky's thigh insistently, and he can't help a careful roll of his hips to try to get a bit of pleasure in return.]
Let go, James.