They hadn’t had sex since before this all began, and, truth be told, it had been rather far from the front of Bucky’s mind. He’d been too focused on trying to get better-and trying to figure out just what his feelings were for Daken. When he lay in bed at night with the man’s arms around him, he felt a love so profound it ruled out even the possibility of doubt. But there were times when he lay there by himself, thinking, and he remembered everything that had been between them, and wondered how he could love the man-how anyone could love him. But then, the part of him that did love the man felt guilty and ashamed and wanted nothing more than to pull the man into his arms and give him the love he’d never received and erase the damage that had been done to him.
But right now, for the first time in days, sex was at the forefront of his mind. Naturally, it was while his partner was outside. And Bucky didn’t feel like going outside right then. He rolled over on the bed and snatched up his phone, dialing Daken’s number. He’d seen
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Bucky wasn't the only one who was having a hard time coming to terms with his feelings on this strange relationship that had blossomed between them. And there was no other term for it and no amount of bullshit was going to mask the fact that they were still together. Initially, it had been because of the threat of their common enemy and trying to figure out how they'd ended up in Vegas with over five million dollars in a couple of duffle bags, a hit squad on their heels and Bucky in a wedding dress. Their lives were anything but normal.
But still, the threat was gone so Daken wasn't sure why Bucky was still here in his house, sleeping in his bed every night. Or why the mutant felt the urge to pull him close in his arms and actually sleep through a night with someone else close by. He'd never been able to sleep with someone else sleeping next to him in bed. Daken's own innate wariness made him too keyed up to rest with the sound of someone else breathing nearby. Yet here they were acting so....domestic. The Eurasian mutant didn't
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Daken's eyebrows crawled upwards when Bucky snarled those words at him through the telephone. He was torn between agreeing or maintaining his sense of independence by rebelling.
"Mnnn....tease...." Daken grumbled without any real venom in his tone. He repeated the swipe across the tip of Bucky's cock just so he could get the same reaction as last time from the older man.
Gray eyes darkened to a stormy color as he watched Bucky's mouth close over his nipple. His fingers tightened slightly around the other's cock, a quiet groan of pleasure finally tearing free of his throat.
He sucked the man's nipple, savoring the sounds he drew from the other man. He knew how hard Daken tried to keep from making too much noise during sex. That, too, was part of the man's facade. Bucky liked breaking that facade down. His teeth lightly grazed the man's nipple as he pulled back, then smoothed his tongue over it.
The noises Bucky was making were intoxicating and had Daken's cock all but twitching with eagerness to be inside the other. But he was nothing if not a creature of control and patience. So he concentrated on the blow job and prepping his lover for the coming penetration even as his erection rubbed maddeningly against the sheets each time he moved from between Bucky's legs.
Bucky could tell how aroused his lover was and it occured to him just how neglected Daken's cock was. He stroked the man's hair, giving him a heated look. "You can touch yourself, if you want." He smirked, rephrasing the invitation. "You should touch yourself."
He'd never particularly liked people touching his hair considering it had been trained into his skull the short, spiky lengths could be provide a useful handhold in battle. But like many things with Bucky, he tolerated it with a grumble and swirled his tongue along the head of Bucky's cock before sinking down further down the length of him. The human's breathy words had his cock twitching once more in eagerness but Daken's hands were otherwise occupied in stretching Bucky out and smearing the lube across his fingers. He lined up the third finger now and pressed them inside as he scissored them outwards. With a crook of his fingers, he moved to massage Bucky's prostate in hopes of distracting him from the uncomfortable stretch.
Hmm. It appeared Daken needed more motivation to touch himself. Bucky was just fine with providing it. "What are you like when you touch yourself, I wonder. Are you your usual quiet and controlled self, or without anyone else to see you, do you let yourself go? Do you think about me? Imagine my mouth wrapping around that gorgeous cock of yours, taking you to the root?" His filthy words were interrupted by a gasp as Daken's fingers found his prostate.
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But right now, for the first time in days, sex was at the forefront of his mind. Naturally, it was while his partner was outside. And Bucky didn’t feel like going outside right then. He rolled over on the bed and snatched up his phone, dialing Daken’s number. He’d seen ( ... )
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But still, the threat was gone so Daken wasn't sure why Bucky was still here in his house, sleeping in his bed every night. Or why the mutant felt the urge to pull him close in his arms and actually sleep through a night with someone else close by. He'd never been able to sleep with someone else sleeping next to him in bed. Daken's own innate wariness made him too keyed up to rest with the sound of someone else breathing nearby. Yet here they were acting so....domestic. The Eurasian mutant didn't ( ... )
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