[The way he's pulled in closer, deep as he can possibly go in their current position. He grinds himself against Bucky, his jaw tightening as pleasure hits hard.]
James--
[There's a rough, deep curse that leaves his lips as he comes, hard, and deep into the other man - thrilling in the way he begs for it, how desperate he is to feel and see and--
He groans again as he leans over the other man, pressing a hand to the mattress beside Bucky's head to support his weight. For a moment, he's still, expression twisted in pleasure as he tries to catch his breath, every inch of him so sated, so eager to collapse against Bucky, even though he resists the urge. But he doesn't pull away from him yet, doesn't quite slip out of him before he leans forward to let their lips brush.]
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James--
[There's a rough, deep curse that leaves his lips as he comes, hard, and deep into the other man - thrilling in the way he begs for it, how desperate he is to feel and see and--
He groans again as he leans over the other man, pressing a hand to the mattress beside Bucky's head to support his weight. For a moment, he's still, expression twisted in pleasure as he tries to catch his breath, every inch of him so sated, so eager to collapse against Bucky, even though he resists the urge. But he doesn't pull away from him yet, doesn't quite slip out of him before he leans forward to let their lips brush.]