Billy getting worked up again drove the need in Bucky higher, the desire to both take and please his partner riding him hard. He wanted to claim Billy again and again, sink deeper and deeper into his body and make Billy come over and over again. They could do it; though tired Billy was young and Bucky could go a few rounds in a row himself.

He spared a hand to help Billy shift, then wasted no time slipping a slick finger into him. Bucky groaned; Billy felt so hot around him, so eager that it wasn't long before the second finger joined the first and he really started to move in earnest. "You feel so damn good for me," he panted against warm skin, licking and nipping at whatever patch caught his attention as he explored the curve of Billy's throat. He braced thumb and pinky against Billy's body, thrusting his fingers in and out with increasing urgency, mimicking the motion his hips wanted to take. "Fuck, need you so much."