"Not one bit." Greedy hands found warm, smooth skin as Bucky traced from chest to hips. He slid close, rolling his hips against Billy's to let his partner feel how affected he was. "I mean, I do want to wait, get you as desperate as I feel. But I also don't know if I can."
Being this close felt like torture, especially with Billy so warm and seemingly offering. Bucky wanted nothing more than to sink into his partner, bury himself as deep as he could get and stay there. He traced from Billy's hip to his ass, appreciatively squeezing and massaging the muscle.
"I want to open you up," he confessed. "I want to flip you over and go down on you, lick you open until you're ready to take me. Then I'm gonna fuck you until I have nothing left, as many times as I can go until you're so full it's dripping out of you. And if you make me wait now—"
He leaned in for another one of those possessive kisses, losing himself in fully claiming every inch of Billy's mouth. "—if you make me wait, think how much more desperate I'm going to be for you."
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Being this close felt like torture, especially with Billy so warm and seemingly offering. Bucky wanted nothing more than to sink into his partner, bury himself as deep as he could get and stay there. He traced from Billy's hip to his ass, appreciatively squeezing and massaging the muscle.
"I want to open you up," he confessed. "I want to flip you over and go down on you, lick you open until you're ready to take me. Then I'm gonna fuck you until I have nothing left, as many times as I can go until you're so full it's dripping out of you. And if you make me wait now—"
He leaned in for another one of those possessive kisses, losing himself in fully claiming every inch of Billy's mouth. "—if you make me wait, think how much more desperate I'm going to be for you."