Son of a Witch

"Oh fuck-" Billy groaned, shifting to try and meet those rocking hips, nodding with a breathy shudder. "I feel you," he echoed shakily, and bless his youth, it wasn't all that difficult to get worked up again with this sort of inspiration.

"I want you, Bucky- I wa- hh-" He broke off to shake his head, "You won't, won't hurt me-" he assured, wetting his lips and shifting to spread his legs a little more welcomingly.